Write a poem about pigs.

If the sky is affectionate, it will be old, and if the pig is affectionate, it will bite!

Fujian sow, the fighting pig among sows! Oh yeah!

Peach Blossom Pond is deep in thousands of feet, not as good as sow rescue!

Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows pigs.

May pigs live a long life, and thousands of miles are beautiful.

The blue sky is yellow and the west wind is tight, and the geese fly north and south. Who gets drunk with Frost Forest in the morning? It will always be pig tears!

Asking how sad a pig can be is like a soulful sow saving her husband's feelings.

The helpless husband went to court and once seemed to know a woman to save him.

This pig should only be found in the sky, so how many times can it be heard on earth?

Ask what the world is like, and tell the pig about life and death.

The wind blows clouds, and the sow lays down her life to save her lover.

Who says animals are heartless? For the sake of the sow laying down her life to save the wild boar, let the pig be free!

It was a pig fight, not a pig! Not a pig!