Funny dialect poetry recitation

The incense burner in Rizhao gave birth to purple smoke, and Li Bai came to the roast duck restaurant. My mouth is watering outside thousands of feet, but I have no money with me when I touch my pocket. In the spring morning, I woke up easily and mosquito bites were everywhere. At night, no one can escape. The boatman kicked Li Bai out of the boat without paying him. Peach Blossom Beach is as deep as thousands of feet. I wonder if Li Bai is dead. During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Du Mu was alone in the rain during the Qingming Festival. I want to ask the beauty where there is a shepherd boy pointing at Sanlitun (look, Xiao Du's poems are very penetrating. For Tomb-Sweeping Day's sake today, let him start this. ) In Tang Xiao in spring, a beautiful woman, Meng Haoran, came to the Institute of Technology in spring carefree from this morning when I woke up and couldn't sleep at night. I looked for her online (Lao Meng is not to be outdone). Looking for a beautiful woman Du Fu in Tang's chat room is just a beautiful scenery of science and technology. I want to meet someone speculatively (hey hey, the poet is ambitious). The novella was published in early spring by Zhang eighteen members of the Ministry of Water Resources. Tang Han went to Beili, and Xiao Yurun looked like a crisp beauty from a distance. . (It seems that Mr. Han has been hit hard. ) Li Bai resigned from his dormitory in the early Tang Dynasty. He likes to meet netizens. Suddenly, his face was full of sadness. He couldn't help crying, but he was in danger of death. (Poetry fairy seems to have met a carnivorous ~~ Amen) Mountain trip. Tang Du Mu went to the depths of Xiangshan Stone Trail and oblique white clouds. She and I both thought the princess would be a dinosaur meeting a frog. Wow, it's Komori again. It looks really touching. ) The Book of Songs. . . (well, the ancestors didn't escape this robbery either. . . ) Operator Song Lizhiyi I live in Beijing Institute of Technology, and she lives in Beijing Institute of Technology. She talks to me like a ghost every day. . . . (How can a poet join in the fun ~ ~ It's really a generation after generation of dinosaurs) The last article Jiang Nanchun and Tang Du Mu Daqian chatted with each other on the Internet, and their hearts gradually became empty. 480 times, how many dinosaurs are there? I can say responsibly that Komori is dying, and the consequences are very serious. . . Seeing off the second envoy of the Yuan Dynasty, Anxi Tang Wangwei, was disappointed and heartbroken in the rainy morning. I advise you not to find a net friend to become a monk again, and go to Shaolin tomorrow (good word ~ ~) (Enough, you must choose me! ! ! ! Let's all put a stone under our feet, face this disaster calmly without complaint, bury our dead lives in the soil, bury our shattered dreams in the river and bury a melancholy world at dawn. When the sun rises from behind the dark night, we will see how life burns tenaciously like a seed in the deep valley of wyndell dichinson. The people we love will come back to life, blossom and burn into flames. That is, the truest life form is like a flower that blooms and falls and withers endlessly. Nothing is more powerful than life, waving away tears and shouting: there is not a withered flower here in the motherland, only youth, only life, our roots are tied together, holding a handful of tears or blood on the strong and straight backbone of this ruin, and there is another world without doors. It will still send out the deep call of you and me and the simplest echo of stubborn life. Those relatives stand side by side with us, let us prepare for the severe challenges of life, heal the scarred heart, heal the wounds of abyss, rift valley and blood drop. Although there are too many storms and accidents in this world, life and dawn are still lovely. From the new day, a tower will be erected, a river will be built and a city will be sung day and night. I will stand up with blood and tears. It's hard for you.