The passing of time

2022-05-03 0 By

The sky is green, wild boundless, suddenly a shower, mountains and rivers into the Milky Way.The clouds are low and the rain is torrential.Disorganized as a horse, sorrow into waste.Recall the past, iron horse glacier, Yushu Linfeng, the sword refers to the pride in.Fight wine as a beacon, wine laughing Wolf blood.I’m weak, I’m stumbling, my ambition is still there, it’s hard to pay, it’s hard to kill.