Vientiane is renewed, and dogs bark and bark, and there are thousands of troops. After the sheep die, they make up for it, make a bow as a snake shadow, stand out from the crowd, play the lute to the cow, like a duck to water, sing flowers as a tiger, be at my wit's end, make the finishing point, scurry, crouch, wait for the rabbit, be a child, and despair of the dog.