She has trained countless talents,
She always likes to name each of them slippers.
She said, I am afraid of everything but not death. She said, my son is very unfilial.
She runs around for the wish in her heart while throwing away the treacherous kitten behind her
Before the pursuers arrive, quickly ride on the donkey and run away
Under the setting sun, the donkey is braying, bang, bang, bang, bang, and it's on its way! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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Ahem, I have something to say. This article is a bit embarrassing, and it seems to everyone that I don't want it. Amitabha, that's good! ! ! ! ! ! !