We have a firebird.
Smoke is rolling up and the fire is burning ~ ~ ~
Ow ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ow ~ ~ ow ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
It's burning ~ I ~ ~ my child, crying and asking his mother to run all over the street.
We live in simaqiao, ow ~ ~
Not north but right waist is not difficult ~ ~
There is an old man frying deep-fried dough sticks at the door, and the birds are scared away by the fire ~ ~
Ow ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ow ~ ~ ow ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Don't come to the bird, all the cars in the funeral home come to the bird ~ ~ ~
Is this it?