In Yunjing Village, Cui Yuan is born with a tree; In the Bauhinia Garden, the bright lights reflect the green. The breeze is fragrant, and the bamboo is tall and playful. The remnants of the candle embers bloom in the heart of the orchid, like a thin-sleeved show. Suddenly heard the "ding" door bell, where did the evil Jingting come from?! The presumptuous and noisy moonlit night is a hurried and piercing scenery. It's like playing a piano and breaking the strings, and beating the drum to make a hole; Just like a lonely bird flying and falling green, Lu Sheng suddenly woke up from a dream. This is a room where there are few people, Yue Weng looked at Jia Gong blankly, and stopped patiently. Uninvited reckless ghosts, dare to trespass into your living room. Vaguely aware of Si's embarrassment, the "Xiaoxiong" is not studious, and the tail is too big to feign a firefly. Feiquan was angry and abrupt, and he was stubborn when he opened an account with a cane.

——Mr. Yi Daozi's Comments:

The uninvited guest, Si Yi scratched his head, and actually called it "Xiaoxiong", and used the tail big to feign the metaphor of the firefly, how can the word "embarrassment" be good? !

It's really embarrassing, I thought I was a dull person, maybe it was a rebellious "hero", but I was surprised that it was a milky child. As everyone knows, the childish in front of him is not to be looked down upon, and his hands are crossed. A handful of black hair on the top of his head, shaped like a peach towering to the sky. There is only the mother's fetal hair on the back of the head, and the neck is wrapped around the "hundred-year-old braid". And hold back, Yue Weng frowned and looked at it several times, the child was not as high as the latch; But I saw that the shirt was covered with snow inside, and the outer body was dressed with a swallowtail; and look at the red bow tie around his neck, and the white frost chela with both feet; looks handsome and cute, with a pair of bright eyes; As if the elves invaded the Cui Yuan, the servants strayed into the Fenglan ointment.

Ma Jiale, a seven-year-old child, is not ashamed of his words. Looking for Jia Siyi in the morning and dusk, it is not necessary to win or lose. I often come and forget to return in the early morning, and I don't stop sleeping in the middle of the night. It is very Shaorong like agarwood, and the word is beautiful for "Youth Tour":

"Jade carving snow powder phoenix linzi,

Eyes shine brightly,

100-year-old pigtails,

Hips are about to rise,

Flutter the flag.

Born with a shallow pair of pear sockets,

Smile full of cups,

Qiong tooth vermilion lip,

Raise your voice immaturely,

Speechless is not poetry. ”

——Mr. Yi Daozi's Comments:

Children are free and easy, unrestrained, carefree, clever in words, sharp and not hidden, like clear but not clear, like wisdom but not wisdom, but childish.

Yue Weng waved his staff to persuade him to return home, suspecting that he would steal the green and not fall into evil. The child knows what he likes, bows his head like a lobster, smiles at his hundred-year-old braids, and sprouts at the beginning of spring: "If you come now, you will sit quietly, not because the kid forgets to return home." "The child's teeth are missing, and the snow is wrapped in snow. Feiquan is obedient and leaky, holding the quinoa secretly to steal fun, politely refusing to enter the baby, and the majestic face is solemn. Stunned and shook his head, the "hundred-year-old braid" suddenly whirled, stepped forward to join the snake dance flower, drilled through the needle and thread gap under the flank, and jumped into the door to hide and grab it. Yue Weng bent his arms to capture in the air, like losing his feather robe, and like a raccoon cat barking at a dog, like a mud fish playing with a crow, obliquely peeping at the stubborn long drive, it seems that it is not suspicious to hit the sand frequently.

——Mr. Yi Daozi's Comments:

The 100-year-old braid is conspicuous, and its cuteness is so.

The forest is long and pine is planted for 10,000 years, and the cliff is thousands of miles and less Huaxuan. The poor man in the countryside lives in a grass house, and the bad horses in the alleys are often sleepy. The virtue of benevolence is harmonious with Dashun, and the law of the ancient is the grandson of the ugly. Who can go back and forth in the turbulent turbulence, not only galloping across the sea. With these two words, the coarse and shallow three words are simple and noisy: the handsome and stubborn Ma Jiale lives in Yunjing Village at the age of two. Morning and dusk invite Jia to learn from each other, regardless of victory or defeat. Competing for the invasion of the sky, scrambling to chase the white flags. No need to be humble and rude, come and go absolutely comfortably. The old man sarcastically called "slag" - real gold is not afraid of fire refining, and only "slag" is left after all; Weng Xitong called "Dao Dusk" - the old horse knows the way, and the only child is "Dao Dusk". The sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and the children are happy to advance; The cloud mirror is better than the painting, and the Bauhinia Garden is enlightened and cultivated.

As we all know, Ma Jiajia is cunning and boasts of being invincible and "happy to add weight"; Ziming is intelligent and unparalleled in the world, and the little Mengtong ghost is elegant; I see that the mountains are poor and the water is poor, and I care about the willows and bright flowers; Holding his own "killer" title, stealth in the rice field and lying on Pegasus.

All ages know that Jia Men Taihong is good at deception, and often plays "hook straight Jia" to be widowed; As the saying goes, follow the track, be hypocritical and stubborn, and be playful; When the organs are exhausted, how do you know that the exhibition refers to the transfer; often boast of sitting firmly on the "Diaoyu Tai", transforming into a dragon and shrimp and being stupid.

——Mr. Yi Daozi's Comments:

One old and one young, it seems to be a friend who has forgotten his year, one is wise and one is smart, but in fact, it is yin and yang.

The clouds are white on a sunny day, and Jia'er detours in the early morning. The three-year-old child looks like a fresh bud, and the fragrant powder is painted with some eyes. Si Yi stepped forward to be funny, hugging his waist and hugging his face softly. The kid's skin is tender and he is afraid of evil fingers, and he is afraid of being stung. Dodging left and right and running in panic, twisting and swaying in anticipation. Taihong's spicy hands are unscrupulous, and he is forced to tease and walk: "What a rotten egg in the Ma family, wandering in the mirror lake and reading the spring and autumn." ”

Jia'er silently did not cater to her, and she had no choice but to be stunned. Jia Weng's stubble pierced the jade, and Ma Wa frowned with tears. frowned, tongue and eyes moved, nose wrinkled and lips were observed. After a lot of scrambling, two words of drama and hidden conspiracy: "Today, the monkey is too big, and he is obedient and ashamed." ”

Jia Weng grabbed Chitose pigtails and sneered at the horse's top little golden ou. The two of them shouted loudly, and the noise was like a thin dog stealing. Jia'er was anxious and clever, and snapped her fingers and slipped her bald head: "Open your eyes and see that the gourd is rotten, and there is generally no good way to return to the furnace." ”

Once Tong Yan rushed out, he didn't care about everyone's laughter. Si Yi glared at Tao Li, sweating and pretending to be dumb and deaf.

——Mr. Yi Daozi's Comments:

The image of the funny room is outstanding, and the temperament of the frolicking place is full of temperament.