Drinking Horse Kunlun

The setting sun is like blood, half a cup of drunken laughter in the rivers and lakes, blowing the hujia and curling the sword without a trace, love without a trace, the spear pierces the snow of the Tianshan Mountains, Guanhe Mengdu is sad and pitiful for the earth, the wind and rain are long, and the children can't pick up the mess. Leng Mengruo, the prodigal son of the rivers and lakes, interprets love, heaven and hate the sea, after several ups and downs, and finally aspires to the world, drinking from Kunlun.