A comfort is tragic, a comfort is a mystery, the grass has changed since Europe-I can't be independent-I can't have eight ounces of pepper and four ounces of meat-I can't afford to sit on my horse-I can't wait for the dust to break my son's door-I came to the hospital bit by bit-I stepped on my son and rushed to the hospital-I took a shower with the Bodhisattva-I tried my best to pick up the ingot. Hang scissors at the end of a pole-you only know the first two names-Zhao (looking for) Qian Bainian pine banana for five years-unintentionally drum the door-begging to hang fish on the wall-four feet don't depend on the mouth of a weaver-to put it mildly, wipe your ass with a pole-scratch the pole to pick a jar and bowl-slide down the rock sugar at both ends to cook coptis chinensis. Bitter wok skull-burn a live fire stick to stir noodles-burn a wok to make a plow-plow the water chestnut in your pocket-grab the chaff with your sharp head-take a chance-go back to the door-asking for a beating is more dry than buying duck eggs in the hospital-treating your feet is more hoop than buying duck eggs. It's hard to swing and move your teeth, but it's half-baked Dad, don't wrap it. Sift it. The dried noodles in the teapot C-jiaozi in the teapot is hard to soak out-you can't get out of the tea shop-when you think about that, when it comes to moving the tea shop-starting a new stove, the tailor's ruler-learn to cut your hair with a ruler, and you will encounter a crooked beard-you can't catch the reins. A tailor is better than a craftsman-he can recognize a needle tailor's shoulder-a wired kitchen knife hits tofu-and both sides are bright (solid). Silkworm eggs spin silk-it rains behind the net-the doctor lying on the back of the street is wet-selling fake drugs to pull the door god to clean the ditch-not treating people like people-playing mahjong in the city god temple-playing the courtyard wall in ghost places-haunted eating tortillas to make people happy-eating bamboo with a yellow handkerchief-chamber pot under the big bed-can't leave hiding, can't leave the trumpeter falling into the well. "Prosperity, Haloxylon ammodendron, lying down and pinching white, eating thunder, eating abortion, eating rake, eating dry yards, eating Fuxi, eating rice, poking silly, poking, poking the pot, making words, cooking brother D, the fisherman went home-he didn't fish in the lake and crashed the boat-he lost all his money and lost a grain in the granary-he was quite pregnant. Lift the thread and wait for the rooster lay eggs-don't expect the lamp grass to turn around-don't pull the lamp grass out of oil-waste the cricket in the core field-you can't turn into a dragon scorpion when you meet a madman-talk nonsense and touch the lamp to light the fire-in fact, you don't burn Tintin's cat-Tintin's cat eats its tail-eat its own fried bean sprouts in its own pot-it's a piece of cake, but it's easy to get up. Getting up is a piece of cake. It's a white ride, not a face. Spindle, door-to-door, theater E Two girls pay a New Year call-you have a seat to sit on, but it goes without saying "two rushes and two rushes". The evil violence violently grabs hungry shrimp, F eats fried noodles that are in the limelight-opens his mouth, turns it over slightly, flies a fork, G drinks dried beans-shows his teeth and makes dumplings with dried mud-but he can't rub the fish and loach in the jar bowl-canned bean sprouts. Ghost cry, ghost scream, ghost scream, ghost scream, ghost wake, ghost rush, ghost rush, ghost pulse crossing, ghost estimation, ghost credit, ghost eating mulberry, ghost habit, ghost rolling dragon, everyone's H guy (read: Ge) They are all awesome-going straight to the cannon-a little fire wafts out of the bamboo forest-a bachelor crematorium opens the back door-a baby who specializes in burning carrots carved by acquaintances-eating bodhisattva monkeys and moving corn three times-pulling one behind her neck-not touching the pepper to drink-eating a ephedra and even blowing a whistle-eels and loaches can't pull together to open the back door of the crematorium-specifically to deal with familiarity. Hey, our good beard was (not) awakened by the call, dizzy. Well, we can't walk well. It's good to be alive. Will it produce black paint? The hole and the river turn red and shout yellow, the flowers are ancient and rare, the brush is slippery, the soul cow is tough, wake up. My J's shoulder is stewed and roasted-the old turkey duck is dead-my mouth is speechless-beggars can't get vinegar-poor Jie Fangbei wind gourd ladle-I won't put a few fleas on my bed to get a claw clamp. Jumping, screaming, falling (hitting) tightly, squeezing oil residue (bad) is not the same as farting in K pants. Cut down the tree, so that the old girl won't be called Kaka for nothing. Kaiyang's feet can't break down to see a joke. She was born in June-an old sow who kept beating-that is, to make her mouth leak, m ponytail wear tofu-I can't lift the flashlight inside the body-I look for shit (dead) rice to sieve beans-I don't leak hair, heat, hemp, stuffy, messy, false, dry, noisy, arrogant, the cat is silent, moldy, blushing and arrogant. N "Toad eats cowpea"-"Hanging hanging, the oil pan in Lei Zi is twisted. In other words, it is no wonder that Gebao's people and forks have to get up early, and the old man and the cow are lazy. Father and son have eight hearts-I can't get through if I knock on the casserole. I don't understand R ""S, the dead girl said that she couldn't pull the brake and put the loose dice on the shuttle board. Acquaintances are familiar with the brand, and sour water crosses three mountains, hitting my mother's failure in selling the house-I can't help listening to his ghost blowing the lamp-hats (all) want to fly, cut the hair and add fat to shake (throw) wow, there is no need for the blind to play lanterns-they can't see their future. He knew that after class, he would be fierce and the turtle would be dirty. He is ready-made because he is ignorant. Y put a casserole on the chimney-a night pearl dipped in soy sauce-it's a salty treasure, and no son can get it. "Z, the thief who usually took a bite (coat) of kiln pants, entered the library-books were everywhere. Zhang Fei played an upside-down trick-the black dress person jumped south and right, and jumped north and right, and was caught in the 28 th Classics. He was put on the wrong side and he couldn't stop the dirty team. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Several grandfathers and sons took advantage of it, saying that "Hacker is also true" for the other two colors. "Got it" and "got on the horse" are afraid of the old, and the flying difference is black on the headlines. Wei Wei took a look, only to know that it was a few young fathers and a farmer yisow who sold songs. It took me a long time to know that my father said that he would buy Puqu first, but several old people didn't buy it, and the farmer's mistress wouldn't listen and wouldn't let him go. Luo Erhu couldn't stand being old, pointing to several young dads, he began to sell salt: Fuck the society, it's not tender, everyone gives it a white one! The big skull is afraid that things are not big, so it will go up: don't be wary! When there are many people in the battle, you can't show your strength: old man Yan Zi, don't sail there in ancient times, you can sue Grandpa Ha with a hammer! The big skull couldn't listen to some words, so he finally found the sleeve beans and chopped them up-I don't know if they haven't been chopped yet, but the belly wave beans have been cut off by the other foot, and a calf has been dragged underground, and the mule is satisfied. Luo Erhu scoffed at Ding Ding Cat and said, Those babies are always tender, their shells are still wheat, and they fly fast. Come on, it's our turn to get old! The patched cat is dark and big, and it talks like a bean ring art subwoofer: sigh, sigh, sigh. . . Cut a few claw beans on two, and turn six or seven babies to the ground. The big skull over there is old, so I fished it out and stepped on the skull of a young father: MMMP, do you chew? ! Luo Erhu Winn reached out to a baby and asked, "Did the old man educate you?" ? Dingding cat growled, Give me the money! Climb for everyone! ! After getting the money, Nong Ersao's eyes narrowed with joy: Thank you, big brothers, do whatever you want! The skull was dark, and I reached out and caught a few, but Tintin caught it. Luo Erhu said quickly, We are going to cut Longge's peas at night. Lehar is covered with balls. Haha, he also eats hammers! Additional question: 20 minutes (try to translate the following situational dialogue) injured the liver in the middle of the night, and Luo Erwa walked home numbly. I managed to climb to the door and the key was taken away for a long time. I know my back is getting old. My wife must have locked the door. I have to set the watch at three o'clock, so I can't get it. You have to take out your PHS from your wallet and make a bet on the woman sleeping in it. On the phone, the old man said, "Xiaoxiao, it's me. Open the door." "Your baby still knows where to come back. Where can the lights be old? " "Where is it? Don't be that fucking old Zhang Erwa. You know, some brothers are playing tricks and killing people there. " "That bean keeps spreading, but it's still safe?" "I ... . I miss you, old bean horse. " "Everybody climb!" "Oh, baby, Chandler said. If I don't sleep in a private house, do you know where I sleep? " "climb!" "Open the door! "Rolva said that when she pressed the door, it was a mess." Don't drive my old Macau! " "Sue, son, as long as you dare to come to Macau, Lao tze Douda 1 10! Cut off the beans of the Civil Affairs Bureau for you two during the day! "Laodou Erwa said," Xiaoxiao, Yaoer, you are old. You can't tell me where to cut it. . . Leave the door open. " "climb! "The phone hung up with a bang, and Luo Erwa couldn't call again." When the ball is old, good men don't fight with women. Go to Fuqiao for the night, just because my feet itch a little. "Body just took two steps, she heard the door slammed gently behind him. I looked back and felt very comfortable: yeah! Bean, my wife knows how to do it! I pushed open the old door while thinking: "Xiaoxiao, you interrupt, interrupt! "The shouts are cold, and I feel distressed." "Don't give Lao tze a lot of praise for his eggs. Today, I called you a turtle and couldn't break the skin. " . Bang, Mix slammed the door. "ouch! Ouch-ears can't be old, be gentle! " The ghost in the room shouted.