Shiyan poetry

The people's park was cut down and the Shiyan cemetery was robbed.

Traveling all over the world in this life, Shiyan people are cool.

On the way to Beijing, there is soup in People's Square.

Wan Li, the Great Wall of Wan Li, is long and Shiyan is strong.

The Guo Hua Dam spans the sea, and the passenger station is covered with colors.

Castle peak does not change color, Shiyan man drags.

The 49 reservoir took a bath and the People's Shopping Mall ran away.

If the sky is sentimental and old, Shiyan people hold it.

There was a robbery on the bridge, and there was blood in front of No.1 Middle School.

The spirit is as strong as iron, and the Shiyan man is his grandfather.

◥: I took a gun by the track and suffered in front of the hotel.

Heroes in the world are buried, and Shiyan men are tigers.

At bus stops, people were crushed to death, and in Liu Liping, they set themselves on fire.

Proud of ancient and modern heroes, Shiyan men are gods.

The wind blows on the statue platform, and the bell of Shaolin Temple rings.

Wanshan regards this as the peak and Shiyan people are loyal.

I slept in the police station and the public security bureau reported the case.

He used to drive tigers and leopards with generals, and Shiyan man was proud.

? The landlord turned over the books on the table, and Yanliang Hotel sucked powder.

The bloody body is not damaged, and the Shiyan man is ruthless.

Shuifu Temple uses iron and People's Hospital sells blood.

Full of lofty sentiments, Shiyan men are stubborn.

I was handcuffed in front of the vegetable market and stabbed in the pedestrian street.

One mountain is higher, and Shiyan men are proud.

Please come to Shiyan city if you don't believe me, and do your own thing with less hands and feet.