I am here today. I have nothing to do when I am free. I'll shave my head and talk to you for a while.

First of all, you're fine. I'm not an idiot. There are too few northeastern provinces that can speak their hometown dialect now.

I have heard a recording called Northeast Idiom before. Should I say it or not? This guy is really great.

You've fucking said everything I want to say, so I'll have a northeast three-character classic on the spot

Cover life

Garaha poked at the lid and vomited, but he was unable to prepare for the grave robbery.

Carry the handle and pile firewood. Both chairs will spit stubble, which is embarrassing.

The brain sleeve owes Baden to roll his calf and kick the grave to pick the corn flint.

A careless mind, a grasshopper touching shit, a sword pulling out a seedling.

A pig's waist, a woman's wife, can't prepare eyes, dog urine and dog legs to crunch.

The wine bottle is spent on the pole, and the underpants tied together with the members are smart.

Hare, talkative, crispy blisters, packing autumn pimps, filling kitchen pits, old nose is useless.

Bricks are black. Every day, there are seedlings and corn in the ditch next to the door frame, and four wheels keep ringing.

The silly son, who jingled on three wheels and owed his claws, spoke with a sly neck.

Ridge, corn stubble, urn, window frame, bone stick, glass slag, beer bottle, can.

The bird couldn't fly as high as the eagle, but the eagle pushed him to the ground and sold him.

The bird is shameless and pretends to be shy. He doesn't give money if he wants to learn the northeast three-character classics.