Chapter 13 Wuling boy
During the typhoon season, the aquarium in Bashi Gorge is very crowded
There is a tributary of the Yellow River in my water system
The Yellow River is too cold and needs to be mixed with a lot of alcohol
Floating at the bottom of the cup is my family tree
Hello!Another cup of sorghum!
There is Suiren in my anger, and Dayu in my tears
There is the sound of Zhuolu's drum in my ears
Legend has it that my grandfather shot down nine suns
There is an uncle whose name can scare Shan Yu away
Do you hear me?Have a bottle of sorghum!
Qianjin Qiu hangs in the window of the auction house
Dump the five-flowered horse, leaving only arthritis
No more weekends waiting for me in Ximending
So hatch a nest of martial arts novels under the pillow
How about a bottle of sorghum, waiter!
Severe cold can cause hallucinations of heroes
When the cough progresses from frog croaking to wolf howling
Ribs rattled the bars of the madhouse
A tornado plucks from the lungs
It's okay, I'll have at least three more cups!
The ghost of the last bus is haunting
raincoat!Where's my raincoat?six seats
On the tatami, insomnia is waiting for me
Wait for me to cross six unlit long streets
Don't help me, I'm not drunk!