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Anonymous users2024-02-12A mysterious, unfathomable mind.
but tormented by ice and fire.
Your pathetic little concealment.
As a result, nothing was gained.
12. The most dedicated dedication in the zodiac.
But lost his way in a timid romance.
The contradictory self is all confused.
That little bit of a pathetic struggle.
What is lost is the most sincere love.
He weighs the loneliness of losing his balance.
It's still alone and silent.
It's time for the scorpion to wake up, okay.
Love is lost in its own heart.
Where the hell has your sanity gone?
Your constant pace is really.
Did it stop under the hesitation?
Beautiful love is like a haze in the air.
Random, but with their own fixed numbers.
Look up at the sky and take a deep breath.
Isn't that lovely angel right ahead?
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Anonymous users2024-02-11Turning over a mountain of stones.
Not a single scorpion is missing, this is the boyhood.
What day of the year?
Now I'm back on the mountain.
The pine trees of the early years have grown thick and are there.
cracks in the rocks and reddish-brown.
A scorpion cocks its tail.
Come to me. Make eye contact with the scorpion.
In an instant, I became the sand under its feet.
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Anonymous users2024-02-10Ancient poems about scorpions:
Shuangyan'er Song Zhu Dunfu.
Shang-Chi serves the lame gods.
It's hard work, and it's a thousand things.
Once he died in the Yellow Spring.
Sincerely, cry the emperor.
Others are struggling to knock on the mysteries.
I can't help but tell the sages.
The forbidden scorpion has never been passed on.
Eat animals, forty years.
Scorpion Tiger Song Su Shi.
The yellow chicken pecks the scorpion like a peck millet, and the palace guard between the windows is called the scorpion tiger.
Secretly pay the tail and serve the flying insects, and the skillful kung fu is in the waist.
The veins are good on the wall, and the ugly quality is compared to whom.
This year's drought-numbered lizard, walking wildly and singing and dancing children.
If you can make hail with canal water, you will look for clouds and rain from the dragon.
Shougong works hard to fight flies, and next year's drought should beg you.
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Anonymous users2024-02-09Shuangyan'er Song Zhu Dunfu.
Shang-Chi serves the lame gods.
It's hard work, and it's a thousand things.
Once he died in the Yellow Spring.
Sincerely, cry the emperor.
Others are struggling to knock on the mysteries.
I can't help but tell the sages.
The forbidden scorpion has never been passed on.
Eat animals, forty years.
Scorpion Tiger Su Shi Song.
The yellow chicken pecks the scorpion like a peck millet, and the palace guard between the windows is called the scorpion tiger.
Secretly pay the tail and serve the flying insects, and the skillful kung fu is in the waist.
The veins are good on the wall, and the ugly quality is compared to whom.
This year's drought-numbered lizard, walking wildly and singing and dancing children.
If you can make hail with canal water, you will look for clouds and rain from the dragon.
Shougong works hard to fight flies, and next year's drought should beg you.
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Anonymous users2024-02-08"The Singing of the Scorpion".
Song Shao Yong. Snake venom is far from life, and scorpion venom is close to death.
Although snakes and scorpions are different, their poison is the same.
The snake is the first to the man, and the scorpion is the tail.
However, between heaven and earth, the head and the tail are fearful.
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