The first day came to the gate of hell. . The fourth day came. . . I know it's from a cross talk, but I've heard that the original is good.

When the Dojo is successful, liberation becomes. Vegetarians are devout and burn incense to worship. All the people on the altar are singing the holy name. The sea of misery is full of evil and fascinating. The world doesn't miss Tommy. Walking in the world is a waste. Look at the colorful mountains, listen to the flowing water, the spring flowers are still there, and people are not surprised when they come.

In the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, geese fly south and scream and cry, but they will come back one day, and their dead souls will not come back. There is a bright moon in the sky, so you must be puzzled (learn) what to do for others. First of all, we should be filial to our parents and love our compatriots. Brothers, brothers and sisters, don't lose them!

Bodhisattva, I am Buddha, Mami Mihong, alas, don't take, don't stay, don't stay, don't stay, don't stay, don't stay, don't stay, don't stay, Amitabha monk.

The first day I came to the gate of hell, the gate of hell, the dead soul, and my eyes stopped crying. My eyes are full of tears. I am Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha.

The next day, I came to Wangya Wangxiangtai, Wangya Wangxiangtai, where the dead were, and I couldn't come back when I came back. I am a Buddha, a Buddha, a Buddha.

On the third day, I came and forgot the end of the world. (Song) The ends of the earth, a corner of the sea, my little sister is a thread lang and a needle lang, and we are one. I am Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha. Pick up, don't pick up, don't pick up.

Look inside again, one article after another. Above the Qing Dynasty was Daming, the Sixteenth Emperor of Daming. The last emperor Chongzhen was not peaceful. After three years of drought and three years of waterlogging, rice is as expensive as pearls, and the price has been rising all the way.

The rich sell mules and horses, the poor sell children, and the Lebanese people are burned. It's hard to choke every time in the dead of winter. Oh, there's a hero, Li Zicheng. I'm a Buddha. I'm a Buddha. Hey, don't pick it up. Don't pick it up. Don't pick it up.

There are no gifts for Chinese New Year this year, only melatonin is accepted. I am Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha.

The beautiful scenery in Hangzhou is unparalleled, the exotic flowers and herbs on the west lake are fragrant all year round, and the spring outing in Su Causeway is pink and green. This summer, lotus flowers filled the pond. My table shows the lower bound of Tongmo Mountain White Snake, which puzzles Zhang Yuhuang. I am Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha.

I don't allow him to beat me in the mill to grind flour, and I don't allow him to beat me in front of Shepherd Mountain. Sheep eat grass, my mother-in-law and daughter-in-law eat and swallow together, and sleep with sheep at night. I can't stand endless pain, so I will drive the sheep away.

So, our mother-in-law fled down the mountain last night, and your husband didn't see us, so he turned and left. I heard that she came to visit the grave to stop her from having food, but my wife and mother were unlucky, broke the bowl, killed the official and got into trouble. I am Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha.

Hu Qiu ran home quickly, but there was no car on the sidewalk. Just because our family is poor and difficult, we leave home, industry, father, mother, son and wife.

A few autumn flowers. The king of Chu was very happy to see the dragon. He sealed us: wearing a headscarf, wearing a headscarf, wearing a jade belt, and wearing horizontal boots, and being an official in the court. Mulberry garden one step at a time, yeah ~ met one. I am Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha.

Monks play drums, wooden fish and cymbals, and older brothers call younger brothers. Look, Zhang Wenshun is wearing mourning clothes. I am like a Buddha, graceful and luxurious.

Monks beat drums, wooden fish and gold cymbals. You and I are like mandarin ducks. Flying with me is on the earth. Ah ah, don't be scolded!