"Qiu'er Quotations"
A blond and blue-eyed classmate studying abroad——
Lisa: Qiu'er, what do you mean by "birds singing" and flowers fragrant?
Qiuer: Oh, there is a Chinese saying that describes your American English as sounding like birdsong.
The bullied close friend——
Cheng Linlin: Little bitch, why do you always have to pay for your medical bills when you cheat on me? ! !
Qiu'er: Oh~~~My dear Cheng Cheng, I'm so glad that you gave up your precious beauty sleep to accompany me in the earthquake drill in bed?
The wealthy prince——
Ryan: Qiu'er, a gift for the anniversary of our acquaintance! (Key to a $1.4 Million Lamborghini sports car)
Qiu'er: (Hysterical) Don't think of me as a woman who can be bought with money - (Damn it, why don't you catch up with me? Hold on~ hold on~~ah~~what a cool car~~)
The nagging and stupid maid——
Qiuer: Huniu, do you know a man named Tang Seng?
Huniu: I don't know. Should Hu Niu get to know him?
Qiu'er: Just don't know him, he's just a monk. Miss, I just suspect that you are her illegitimate son.
Huniu: Really? Does the lady really know who my father is? ! Miss~~ Please tell Huniu where her father is, how old she is, what her surname is, and how Huniu can find her father. . . .
Qiuer: T~T
A pen pal who has always met——
Carving Master: The day before yesterday, I heard the sermon of the National Master of the Suanni Kingdom, saying that all four elements of the Tao are empty. Although it is difficult for the world to reach it, I think that even with an open mind, one can cultivate one's body and conduct well.
Qiuer: Emptiness is color, form is emptiness
Sculptor: A few months ago, I mentioned that Spring Silkworm was ugly. Qiu'er replied: "Fifty steps and a hundred steps make a smile." I don't know what to explain? "
Qiu'er: Thinking about the spring silkworm, it looks very similar to you somewhere. It has an ugly skin and can "spin silk". These are the similarities. However, the difference is that the spring silkworm spins silk to make clothes, and you just spin silk somewhere to create a human being.
The story of the sultry little bitch continues. . . . .
——Written by a certain bamboo on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year
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