On the slope of the river, there are cattails and lotuses. There is such a thing as a beautiful person, no matter how hurtful it is. He sleeps without doing anything, and falls into tears. On the slope of the river, there are cattails and twigs. There is a beauty, huge and curly. Sleeping and doing nothing, the center is beautiful. On the slope of the river, there are cattails and cattails. There is a beautiful person, huge and tall. Sleeping in silence and doing nothing, tossing and turning on the pillow.