Once again, he got on the carriage and was heading to Qinghu Mountain. This time, he was going to ask for a date. Logan Zhuang's family had no ancestral temple and no special sacrifices, so he could only come to Qinghu Mountain to find a Taoist priest.
Being intimate with a beauty will never make you feel sick of her. Her delicate skin will never make you tired of her. You can lean on her thighs and listen to her humming softly.
"The road is rough and no one is walking, I brave the cold to find you. If you don't believe me, just look at your footprints on the snow.
Winter birds cling to tall trees, and the withered forests cry sadly in the wind. I am exhausted from all joy, so how can I have a good face?
In the middle of the night, the frost comes, and when it sees me, it sings a complaint. Holding the ice in its arms, it leans against the darkness, and it is already too cold to see the light.
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