Wulin Public Opinion Society

After fencing and shaking his clothes, his horse suddenly came out of Tongguan. The yellow dust has traveled thousands of miles, and the liver and gallbladder are burning. Once when Wuling was young, he was drunk and exchanged wine with his golden mink, and the white sun set in Chang'an. The floating clouds disperse with a smile, and a promise is as heavy as a mountain. The Condor Shooting Hand, the Wind Chasing Rider, and the Jade Dragon Han. The world is still young, where can crazy people play the crown at night? Don't ask about the dust of fame and fame. Let's look at the hoofs of frost, the stars on the temples, and the waves of whales in the blue sea. A lonely shadow in the blue sky holds a silver wave with only one hand!