Mountains and rivers are vast and far away, and heaven and earth seek the way.
The shameless Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain thanked him for a few courtships but ended up being fucked instead. That's all. Let's go down the mountain and hide.
Troubled times are coming, white clothes, turbid wine, beautiful spring knives, straw sandals, little donkeys with rotten furs, look at this man who has traveled thousands of miles, and the water is also far away.
It is said that the storm comes from itself, but who knew? I don't have any big ambitions. It's enough for me to have an acre of farmland under Qingcheng Mountain and a beautiful senior brother at home who can sleep with me.