Write a poem about Shanghai.

A group of pirates with a keen sense of smell raised their guns and the skull flag floated.

Pawnshops and foreign firms in enter the dragon, history is noisy.

After Shencheng faced the bustling city, the string of Big Ben was just right.

Fiberhead and barren beach were written in time and space as Bund 18.

Toothbrush powder appearance, baroque building into a local tyrant

This building loves to wear retro clothes, and civilization is bound to cause trouble.

All the buildings in the world compete with each other, and the busy streets are full of traffic.

Greek columns, Marseilles murals, beautiful circles.

Old brand, new fashion, luxury above luxury.

On a whim, look at the Oriental Pearl.

The river is swaying and the color is floating on the shore.

Old warships are the most boring, and Jiangshan State retired too early.

There are all kinds of photography postures under the memorial tower, and ignorance is the smallest.

In the hot land of revolution, a rising tide lifts all boats. Can heroes sleep?

China people and dogs never forget anything. How can they deceive themselves?

Pujiang is far from east to west, and guests from all over the world get up early.

The corridor along the river is infinitely good, and Kyushu Island is everted.

There is no scenery on the Bund, and square-inch tourists are busy and colorful.