Yiping fortune-telling

Lyrics of Zheng Jinyi's fortune-telling songs

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Title: Fortune-telling Song

You have three bamboo tubes in your hand.

It is up to you to calculate.

If you ask, the future must be empty. Oh, hey

Marriage is difficult to predict in many ways.

Come, come, look, look, sign fortune telling.

Live a good life, be brave and healthy.

I love you, mom.

I'm talking nonsense. Let you go.

Only when you are sure will you dare to treat me as a smelly bomb loudly and without permission.

Come, refer to the eighteenth generation of Mai Zugong.

In the past, A promised that there would be no defeat in the future.

The more you count, the more harm you do, and the more profit you don't count. Ha ha laugh

Ben Xian's iron teeth are called Zheng Bubu seeds.

Three-year-old Guiguzi has been to Tangshan for thousands of times.

Learn from the teacher to cheat.

I made up both Chinese and English by myself.

Palmprint picks up bones, and bad palmprint touches bones.

The iron plate is sacredly numbered.

They are all Wang Luzai, but they are not divination.

I can't help looking at those birds, money and rice.

Even if you are frozen, your countryside is vast.

Look at your occupation. You will have a bad winter.

Click on your vault to know when you will hit the sand.

Help you go out and crash, help you beg in the afterlife.

Please, pay attention to your life. It's just a matter of making a little money.

You're not stuck with me. This is not good

Come on, if you don't know the way, come on.

It is famous all over the country. Don't pry.

World-famous. Everyone was surprised.

If you have life, you will become lifeless. Oh, hey.

The president became a beggar.

Feet, mother and brother, this young man is small. Wait a minute. Let me see your eyebrows and pencil fork.

Life brings peach blossoms. Congratulations. You are destined to marry someone.

It is difficult to fly with wings. This year, Tatsumi didn't apply for the job at noon.

Alas, you were born on July 15, and you were destined to recognize the thief as your father.

I'm looking for a mother. Hey, hey, little boy. I told you. This uncle is a big chunk of you.

There must be a beautiful child reincarnated by the Buddha, who is still alive and sick. Oh, let go of the urine and shine his shoes.

Hey, Abreu, I haven't told you yet. The dead old monkey has a long life and a short life, and it's too late for a year.

I think it's time to eat the first day of the first year, miss. Snails on my lips, and my hair is so embarrassing.

There are two electric fires in front of the head, one is horizontal, the other is flat, one is facing up and the other is facing down.

The dog looks at people who have been blowing dogs and snails. Ghosts look like sex, and gods look like crawling on their feet.

Come on, don't delay, find this fairy armor and give it to miss.

I am very free. Good fate. This is fate. Where are you going? Everyone is alive.

It is suggested that we all love hard work. Alas, the road of life is not in vain.

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