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Twelve women's wine, brewed with five grains, the entrance is soft and clean; Inheriting the ancient China culture, Yulu's fat is fragrant all over the world.

I feel dizzy. Who wrote the first three sentences of this poem?

The rhyme of seven-character verse is not like this. . . What is this? It's up to you, landlord I think this is the best I can do. Please put on makeup.

. . . . I really want to change the first few sentences, especially the third sentence. At least it's ok to change the twelve chai wine into Chinese culture, but it's too fast. The first two sentences were ok, and suddenly a rude sentence didn't rhyme at all. I don't know how to rhyme the fourth sentence. . . . .

Anyway, I'm sorry, please make up. Sweating.