Cry and kneel: 7-character poem or limerick. The more, the better. The link will be fine.

There are trees on the mountain and branches on the tree. My heart likes you. You don't know that. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. Poor bones by the river, I am still a dream girl. Just because I think, when I look back on you, I miss your dynasty and dusk. If you get this, why don't you die? I would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy. Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. Puwei is as tough as silk, and the rocks are not transferred. You are in different rooms, and death is the same point. If you don't believe me, it's like a day. Although Meng Shan is here, it is difficult to ask for a book. Momomo. Give it a papaya and give it back to Joan. Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk. White rabbit, look around. Clothes are not as good as new ones, and people are not as good as old ones. Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. If I didn't go to see you, didn't you get my letter? There is no knot in the knot, and the flowers in the cemetery are even worse. Just because I think, when I look back on you, I miss your dynasty and dusk. If you love each other, you won't forget each other. You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early. You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day. I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old. I am far away from you, and you are far away from me. I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old. Become a butterfly, look for flowers every night and live in the grass. You walk, walk, walk all the time, thus separating your life from mine. Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven. I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you day and night. I drink a river. When will the water stop? When will this hatred disappear? As long as your heart is like mine, you won't miss it.