Don't think that only a few people who have achieved fame are qualified to sit on the TV screen and talk about life, a few dogs in the village have not achieved fame, and they have also sat under the old elm tree at the head of the village to talk about dog life.
People have lives, and dogs have dogs. Life is talked about by people, and life is talked about by dogs. When people talk about dogs, they are offending dogs. When dogs talk about life, they are also offensive to people. It's a pity that dogs talk about life by accident, but people talk about dogs from time to time.
When it comes time for successful people to talk about life, they often sit on the TV screen, much lower than standing. When it comes to talking about dog life, several dogs often sit in the sunset, and the dog sits down much higher than when the dog stands.
There is a riddle in the village that still pays tribute to the dogs who talk about the birth of dogs: it is strange and strange, and it is taller to sit than to stand. Tell people that when dogs talk about dogs, in addition to not wearing a tie and blowing their hair, Wei'an is the standard image when dogs talk about dogs.
The word human-like dog is suitable for both people who talk about success and fame in life, and dogs who are born of dogs. People who talk about life are castings poured out of a mold, often much the same. Talking about dogs is just putting on a show, and each dog has its own bark.
When people who have achieved fame talk about life, they often guide people who have achieved fame or not, and condescension is their characteristic. The life they talk about is someone else's life, definitely not their own life, and some are lives made up by lies. Dogs talk about dog life, they are reassuring, one dog is not willing to guide another dog, nor is it willing to influence another dog. When a dog barks a brilliant dog, another dog barks a very unhappy dog, and it will bark differently from the brilliant dog. From this point of view, dogs who talk about life are cuter than people who talk about life.
The dogs in the village talk about the life of dogs, which is nothing more than a black dog that has gnawed on the bones abandoned by wolves, and a flower dog that has gnawed on the bones that people have lost. A black dog once walked into another village, barked flatteringly, and seduced a dog who did not have a passport from the village. A flower dog once ran through the ridges of three villages to chase a dog that originally belonged to the village, but the female dog would rather wander the country than follow the flower dog back to her own village. People who talk about life when they become famous are often noble and don't admit when they mention their pants, they are often pure when they are pressed on their buttocks and say that they are lustful, and they are often disdainful of prostituting Du Siniang and scolding Du Siniang for being a prostitute. It may be a pity that you don't understand what dogs talk about. It can be disgusting to understand how people talk about life.
The dogs in the village talk about dog life, and there is also the astrophysics of dog life. On the night when the tengu swallowed the moon, the dogs sat at the head of the village and barked at the sky: My God, the moon has swallowed the tengu. Tengu must have had such an appetite that he swallowed the moon into his stomach and swallowed the moonlight into his stomach. If you go to a neighboring village to find a black, you have to touch the night road. At noon on the day when the tengu swallowed the sun, the dogs in the village who talked about the birth of dogs lay down and talked: My God, the sun has let the tengu devour. The light that shines on the universe makes the tengu swallow it, and the heat that shines on the world makes the tengu swallow it, and we dogs will tremble. When the tengu spit it out, the dogs of the village barked with relief: "Tengu, you can't swallow the sun for a day."
The dogs in the village talk about dog life, and sometimes they are very frightened. A hunter goes to the village to sell the meat and bones of the leopard, the oil of the leopard and the worms in the stomach, and the dogs of a village gather in a ruined courtyard and whisper: the leopard has come to clean us up, and it is time to end our dog's birth. The hunters who sold the leopards were gone, and the dogs came out of the ruins with their breath and wandered around the village with a residual sense of fear, and the dogs, O dogs, who talked about dogs no matter how arrogantly they were, smelled the leopards, and closed their mouths all. Dogs without fear are also terrible, and the smell of leopard oil on a hunter lets the dogs know that they are not the masters of the village.
The dogs in the village talk about dogs, but the people in the village don't understand. The people of the village, who have a Ph.D. in literature, like to describe others with four words that are inferior to pigs and dogs. This is also condescending, maybe the dogs in the village will use a sentence that is not even a person to belittle and curse us when talking about the life of dogs?