The day strikes the void, and the eyes are cloudy. It is dark at night, but it is empty in people. The world is prosperous and leisurely, life does not know what to do, and death does not fall. I dreamed of a mystery, a fog and a sway. In the dream, Xiaoxiao said no, yes, let alone enough. It seems to follow the clouds, descending to Kunpeng and shouting. On the way, hit 3,000 water injections, and swim in the sky. Behind the thought and the stars, not in the blue and underworld, not in the muddy water and dust. The gods are also drunk leisurely here, and there is no smell of dust.... The rainbow lured people to wake up, disturbed my peaceful sleep, and shocked me unconsciously. There is a climbing sun on the top of the mountain, and the light and darkness invade the living room through the hall. The tide of revival on the sea, the pillow quilt is lifted by the waves of the curtain. swept up the clothes and stroked his eyebrows, and his mind was mixed and sloppy. The whole crown sleeve lightly lifted the ink, and sat on the left hand of the "Red Mansion" incense. The outer courtyard sharpened the knife and knocked lightly on the door, leaning on the door to enter the "Water Margin" person. The day strikes the void, and the eyes are cloudy. It is dark at night, but it is empty in people.