1, grab the mud throat, sharpen the iron needle, scrape the golden Buddha face and search carefully: out of thin air. Looking for peas in quail, cutting lean meat on crane legs, licking fat and oil on mosquito's abdomen.
2, snake snake Shuo Yan, from the mouth. The punch line is like a spring, and it is thick. Who is he? He lives by the river. Without fists and courage, the position would be chaotic. Both micro and _, Yong Er yi. For the Jews, it will be more, it will be geometry.
3. Boiled beans are held as soup and simmered as juice. Honey burns under the pot, and beans cry in the pot. We are born from the same root. What's the hurry?
4, a thousand hammers a needle, the next one. Eyes on the ass, only clothes, not people.
5. Rats have skins, but people have no tools. What is immortality without instrument! Rats have teeth, but people never stop. There is no end to people and no end to death! Rats have bodies, but people are rude. I'm rude! Do not die!
6, the immortal Buddha is not finished, only knowing that the night is unfair. The wind shed is full of sad songs, and the mud is stained with poverty and happiness. Nine out of ten people are contemptible, and none is a scholar. Don't worry about poetry. Spring birds and autumn insects make their own voices.
7. The flag was raised in the king's city. I learned it in the palace? One hundred and forty thousand people were disarmed, and none of them were men!
8. At that time, Wang Yang and Luo Lu were thin and light. After the life of your generation has all turned to dust, nothing will hurt the torrent flowing to the endless river.
9. Dapeng Day flies in Wan Li with the wind. If the wind weakens, it can still lift away the turbulent current. When the world saw my unchanging tone, it sneered at all my big words. Fu Xuan can still fear the afterlife, but her husband can't be young.