Qin Shi, Where Is My Bright Moon?

The breeze warms the sun at noon, and tourists hesitate when they fall into the water. Leaves cannot cover up shame, but beauties are the ones who take care of them. White horse veil and hat, breeze stockings and white skirt. Looking back at the little Lolita at first glance, I feel so lucky. If you look closely, the beauty is missing, and you will look around at a loss. Holding my forehead and sighing, where is my bright moon? As the sun set, the old man stopped to ask questions. It can be seen that the girl has a white horse, why are you so magnanimous? I sigh before I say anything. When I'm drunk, I don't know what happened before. When I'm sober, I don't know what's going on. People have gone far away and don't know the way forward. Climbing the embankment and ashore, I feel as red as a new life, and the fallen people are willing to follow the teacher. So the people who came here in a daze came to the small fishing village with their father-in-law in a daze. I know there is a Mo family machine beast here, I also knew that there was a martial spirit here, and I was dumbfounded when I was in Qin.