If you want to shoot a man, shoot his horse first.
Long ago, a yellow crane took a saint to heaven.
The screams of monkeys on both sides of the strait
Egrets fly up and down in front of Xishan Mountain.
Add four silences of oriole.
In the swirling snow, the north wind drove the wild geese to the south
That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night.
The negative salary has been spent, and Yan language seems ridiculous.