一他是灰州城小有名气的诗人,他瘸腿,他写了三十年的诗,从十五岁开始写,他已经45岁了,至今单身。他妈托人让他相了无数次亲,有瞎眼的,有耳聋的,也有只有一只手的,他都没要,最后介绍了一个也有点跛的,门当户对。他用手做枪状指着自己的太阳穴,再不行,老子毙了你,可最后他没做声,他不置可否,他只能无语。 He is a famous little poet in the city of Ashkhaba. He lame, he wrote thirty years of poetry, written from the age of fifteen, he is 45 years old and has been single. His mother gave him many times relatives pro, blind, deaf, there is only one hand, he did not, and finally introduced a little lame, well-behaved. He pointed his hand at the gunpoint of his temple, no longer, I kill you, but in the end he did not make no noise, he did not buy it, he can only speechless.