Chapter 21 standing in the river

standing in the river We bathe and touch each other with our fingers Like a herd of horses standing silently on a green grassland Comb the shoulder collar and long mane with lips and teeth as each other Don't worry about the decay of flowers: in the innocent truth The flesh of father and son are equally moist, Jasmine Garland has a plump mother-daughter style Neck wear. Standing in the river, we bathe and touch each other with our fingers. The language is as sincere as poetry, without age. We exchange helmets. We alternately put on the python suits. We are on the road again.

Please identify our attributes from the straightness of the waist and hips. There is still good running water ahead.