A title of Tibetan poem: Merry Christmas to Dr. Yan, always healthy and happy every day.

I wish Peng Zu 800 years old, and a hundred years is precious.

Beat the scholar, win a great victory, and get rich through hard work.

Saints look forward to rising in the evening, and their birthdays are celebrated with orange banquets.

If you are happy and don't know who you are, you will be happy in Jiu Shao.

Always leave a cold shadow on the empty screen, away from the Cheng Che giant Aobian.

Jianbi has been endowed with aesthetic feeling, which has been a pleasure for 500 years.

Sail fast and stay in Tonglu all night, willing to talk to Yinger.

Every flower owes a river and a sunny scenery. How much do you know about it?

The mountains and rivers of heaven and earth are foaming, and there is no enchanting color of peaches and plums.

After the rain in the evening, it is clear and humid, and the plan is based on years.