The paper tiger roars on the top of the leaves, the mountains, the mud and the mud horse in the desert
I wish you blessings like the East Sea, and you deserve to drown. May you live longer than Nanshan and deserve to die
There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, men and women are so busy that they strip naked, and you are inside
There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, and two pairs of shoes under the bed. A pair of doggy men and women, including you!
You are a living being with incomplete evolution, a genetically mutated alien, a kindergarten-level high school student, the abandoned baby of the Mount Everest snowman, a septic tank clogged murderer, a chimpanzee with an imbalance of yin and yang, and a cockroach. The most surviving superorganism, the semi-plant with eroded vitality, the smelly garbage man, the dinosaur that degenerates three times a day, the strongest waste in human history, the old washing machine that God accidentally dropped, and the incompetent being who can think. Creatures with brains, a scourge that ruins the reputation of our fellow Asians, descendants of ancestors who have been humiliated by them, humus accumulated for thousands of years, primitive species that even scientists dare not study, spitting out saliva that is more deadly than SARS, pretending to be cute can instantly solve population expansion The problem is that the grenade will explode when it sees you. Others have to fly a plane to hit the Gemini star, but you can have the same power just by parachuting.