Prelude to Water Melody
When will there be currency? I raise my cup and ask the blue sky. I don't know if someone has reported it; what year is it tonight? I want to post recklessly, but fear my ID will be hacked; the low places are unbearably cold. Spoofing 'Shui Diao Ge Tou,' how is it like posting... People cheat on exams, the moon dares not show its face; such matters have always been hard to perfect. I wish for plenty of currency, and to see beauties from a thousand miles away. \\ Click!
