Daomen is in the world
Two volumes of Taoist scriptures, a three-foot sword, and a quinoa staff lyre. The swordsmanship has been taken away, and there is a dragon to kill the dragon.
The piano, sword, wine, chess, dragon, crane and tiger, free and easy, are worry-free. The sword is a thousand miles away, and I don't want to go back.
The sword rises and the stars run thousands of miles, and the sound of rain is rough when the wind and thunder are blowing. The three-foot sword in the box on his back is the sky and shows injustice.
Laughing at the uneven tens of millions, riding a dragon and stroking the sword nine levels.