A poem full of affection

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Like brothers, like brothers, like brothers.

Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

Brothers stick to the wall and take care of their affairs from the outside. Every time there are good friends, they have no loyalty.

The flesh and blood are related, the branches and leaves are related, and making friends is also related. All men are brothers, who is a passer-by?

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

Yan in front of the hall, see you in winter and summer. Two or three brothers live in his county.

Boiled beans are held as soup and simmered as juice. Soak in the kettle, and the beans cry in the kettle. This is the same root, and we are too eager to fry each other.

The first call of wild geese on the border in autumn makes you lose everything.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Go worry about the new one. Cherish the committee, brother. Even to the neighbors. Drink it at the door. From then on, thank relatives and guests. Cry away the old couple.

Message: When will the ship find its brother when Hongqiao is launched? Traveling around the world is really old!