Ask for a poem, the ending is wrong, DOG or something.

Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine, mancheng spring willow;

East wind evil, thin heart,

A sad mood, staying away from the cable after a few years,

No, no, no.

Spring is the same, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and weak;

Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion,

Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.

Momomo.

-Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix"