At noon, drink with friends, and after that, the blood and blood rise, do not vent their anger and anger, and write a poem, and then entertain friends of food and clothing.

In the meantime, it is only because of mosquito feet, and the sky is crooked. When our generation meets each other, it is difficult to settle the problem if we do not spray or scold.

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