Who has heard of my father-in-law's birthday, and how many aunts write poems and drink?
Uncle Guan sings first: Sambo Gai, the official. Next to it are three silk and satin yarns. Put on silk and satin, and you will be an official. The uncle who traveled all over the rivers and lakes continued to say: You are a gentleman in your early thirties. Three waters, Jianghai Lake. It is a gentleman to run around the rivers and lakes. Uncle butcher has no culture and racked his brains to fight them back. He remembered the foul smell in the viscera when he killed the pig, and casually told him: March next to him, liver, intestines and lungs. Three corpses, shit and fart, eat liver, intestines and lungs, and let shit and fart out. In other words, they are right, and they are scolded indirectly. Everyone looked at each other silently and looked at each other. This is really: comparison has existed since ancient times, and vanity has been passed down to this day. Welcome to adopt favorable comments!