dirty joke

"Spring has come, and it's mating season again ..."

Every spring, everything has a fear of being dominated by teacher Zhao Zhongxiang.

Obviously, it is a pure and indifferent Buddha, but there are a group of riders around, and it is a drag race to be caught off guard.

The joke is not terrible, but it is afraid that the joke has culture.

I think what goes with spring should be like this:

I want to do what I did on the cherry tree in spring.

Tut tut, see Nie Luda wrote, emblem emblem and little black face a red. Lost, lost.

This is the joke told by the educated paragraph hand, yellow but not greasy, meat but not fishy.

This provocative famous sentence is Bahru Nie Luda's love poems "Twenty Love Poems and a Despair Song", which is the last sentence of 14.

This poem is very long, but just extracting this last sentence is enough to make you YY the whole world and YY the whole spring.

Spring has come, but what did it do on the cherry tree?

Centennial player, Millennium comment area. Look at the comments of the world's masters, as if I understood something.

It seems that this small train bound for spring may not come back ... meowing. ...

Of course, such straightforward and even vulgar appreciation will be criticized by Uncle Lu Xun.

"When I saw short sleeves, I immediately thought of white arms and shoulders, naked bodies, genitals, sexual intercourse, hybridization and illegitimate children. China people's imagination can only make such a leap at this level. ? "

Just like seeing a beautiful body, impulse is the lowest level of appreciation.

Those who truly understand her beauty feel her breath, her temperature and her unique charm, but they are reluctant to blaspheme. Chinese teacher: How about "Ailian said"? )

What spring did to the cherry tree, I will do to you.

What did you do? You can think of anything.

Tut tut, my little darling ... I have to admire it.

Educated people are just different. Simply put, it's so fresh and refined.

If the Great Wall refuses to accept it, I will serve you.

If you say, "I want to do what I did on the cherry tree in spring."

This poem involves many kinds of translation, many versions of translation and other professional problems, so it is not that big a problem to read translated novels or Chinese poems.

Spring is doing something that should be done in spring.

For example, go "have a roll" with the person you like.

? "Rolling around", hahahaha, this properly reminds Xiaowu of our great poet Su Shi, and occasionally writes a little yellow poem.

Here is a story. Su Shi has a good friend named Zhang Xian.

At the age of eighty, Zhang Xian got a room full of concubines, and these concubines happened to be eighteen.

So, Zhang Xian wrote a poem:

After Su Shi knew it, he also wrote a poem for Zhang Xian:

A pear tree pressed begonia. The beauty of this poem lies in the word "pressure", which can only be understood, but not expressed.

This is just a static "scrolling".

Tut tut, how elegant the pollution is, how fresh and refined the pollution is.

In a blink of an eye, summer has arrived, and the days in Changchun on Jiangnan Road are very short, but I still want to do a beautiful thing.

Like "sleeping with you across China".

There is no reason. Wu is on his way to sleep with you. Goodbye!