【69 Book Bar-www.69shu.com】Yin Mei wrote such amazing lines.
"Sister, why do I feel a little awkward?" Yin Meng always felt that something was wrong.
"Sister, what about this sentence?" Yinmeng has been wandering with her two older sisters since she was a child, and hasn't read much.
The first four books and five classics, celestial stems and earthly branches, etc., Yinmeng knows almost everything.
"There is a lot of rain during the Qingming Festival, ___________."
Yin Mei looked at it, then picked up a pen and wrote a shocking work.
During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot,
The lonely family wants to die.
May I ask where are the beautiful men?
The shepherd boy points to Sanlitun.
"Why did my sister say a few more words?" Yinmeng always felt that the filling was wrong, but she dared not say it clearly.
"Yes, yes." Yin Mei nodded.
"How much have you written?" Han Baolin stretched out his head, and then looked at the answers on Yin Mei's test paper.
"How could this be right?" Han Baolin pointed to a line of poetry.
Jian Jia Cang Cang, white dew is frost.
The so-called Iraqis are on the Internet side.
Take advantage of the pleasure to see, the face is fat and long.
Take advantage of the meeting, the waist is like a big water tank. (The Book of Songs. Jian Jia)
"Sister, why do I feel a little awkward?" Yin Meng always felt that something was wrong.
"Sister, what about this sentence?" Yinmeng has been wandering with her two older sisters since she was a child, and hasn't read much.
The first four books and five classics, celestial stems and earthly branches, etc., Yinmeng knows almost everything.
"There is a lot of rain during the Qingming Festival, ___________."
Yin Mei looked at it, then picked up a pen and wrote a shocking work.
During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot,
The lonely family wants to die.
May I ask where are the beautiful men?
The shepherd boy points to Sanlitun.
"Why did my sister say a few more words?" Yinmeng always felt that the filling was wrong, but she dared not say it clearly.
"Yes, yes." Yin Mei nodded.
"How much have you written?" Han Baolin stretched out his head, and then looked at the answers on Yin Mei's test paper.
"How could this be right?" Han Baolin pointed to a line of poetry.
Jian Jia Cang Cang, white dew is frost.
The so-called Iraqis are on the Internet side.
Take advantage of the pleasure to see, the face is fat and long.
Take advantage of the meeting, the waist is like a big water tank. (The Book of Songs. Jian Jia)
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