Chapter 3502 : Antiphonal Song Falling into the Water 3——Which Water Surfaces Are All Whiteheads?
The sound of water was heard in my ears. I turned my head and there was an additional boat on our side, which was also very exquisite and looked better than theirs.
Tan Tianjian started quickly and got on the boat with me in his arms. Brian then jumped up, and Liao Liang and the others came up.
I don't know which part of their play they have been in, but now I don't have a headache, so I let them get into trouble.
There were many small boats behind us, including bamboo rafts, and no modern cruise ships.
Everyone was wearing costumes and looked very festive.[
There were also some small boats behind Yin Yijie's ship, and suddenly someone sang together on their ship:
"What's the result of holding a mother's neck
What result is a heart
What result is a comb
What is the result of wearing fish scales?”
Liao Liang memorized the lyrics, his voice was much louder than them, and immediately shouted with everyone:
"The papaya turns into a hug.
Bananas bear heart
Pomelo fruit pack comb,
The pineapple bears fish scales.”
"Okay!" Mingfeng and the others started to cheer, and the sings were heard quickly, and Liao Liang and the others won again.
Liao Liang jumped and pulled me to jump together.
Tan Tianjian hurriedly pulled me away, beat Liao Liang, and said, "Be careful not to fall into the water."
The opposite side followed the momentum and sang loudly. I saw Yin Yijie singing too, but his eyes were staring at Tan Tianjian coldly:
"What kind of water fight,
What kind of tall buildings are coming from the water?
What kind of parasols are on the surface?
What kind of white hair on the water surface?"
Liao Liang sang, I read the lyrics: "Ducks fight on the water, big boats build tall buildings on the water, lotus leaves hold parasols on the water, mandarin ducks share white hair on the water."[
In fact, it was just a limerick poem. I pulled Liao Liang and said, "If you don't sing it like this, just change it."
Liao Liang thought I had a headache, so he looked at me; Tan Tianjian also looked at me
Liao Liang didn't sing, and she was one less, and his voice felt much smaller. I said, "In the end, it was changed to reed flowers. The reeds were white in autumn, and the right one was on."
It's just a limerick, just right; I think their lyrics are not only right but also meaningful; I let them talk about this and make them happy.
The singing voices around me were relatively small. As soon as I spoke, they all signaled to hear the rice, and they were ready to rub their hands.