The crane is a thousand years old, the pine is a thousand years old, and the spring is a thousand years old.
Lu Zisan's cloud protection in Cao Xiu is as loose as nine.
There are people in the room, such as pines and cypresses, who are always new.
People sing about longevity and rarity.
Since ancient times, it is rare to respect life. From now on, it will be a happy year.
Seventy years of spring is not easy, but how much is hard and sweet.
Once you cross the sea, you also rely on helping the sages at home.
I have been studying new ink with great concentration these days, and I am more interested in old poems.
Now, I hope to dance in the court. I believe life is 200 years.
There is a pine tree on the steep bank of Jinsha, eager to cultivate ancestors.
When peaches and plums are in full bloom, they are lonely, and when there is frost and snow, they compete for green onions.
Roots love sunny spring rain more, and leaves still pity the breeze in Cuigu.
Teachers are admirable, rare and worthy of rejuvenation.
Nanshan strolls, and now the country of the staff is facing the staff.
The poetry garden praises the harvest of veterans, and the political show leads the way.
In Chun Xue, a hug was expressed, and the bright moon and clear spring still mean something.
You have moved into the future, and I have come to bless Flat Peach.
Seventy years of spring is not easy, and how much hard work is sweet.
Once you cross the sea, you also rely on helping the sages at home.
I have been studying new ink with great concentration these days, and I am more interested in old poems.
Now, I hope to dance in the court. I believe life is 200 years.
There is a pine tree on the steep bank of Jinsha, eager to cultivate ancestors.
When peaches and plums are in full bloom, they are lonely, and when there is frost and snow, they compete for green onions.
Roots love sunny spring rain more, and leaves still pity the breeze in Cuigu.
Teachers are admirable, rare and worthy of rejuvenation.
There is a pine tree on the steep bank of Jinsha, eager to cultivate ancestors.
When peaches and plums are in full bloom, they are lonely, and when there is frost and snow, they compete for green onions.
Roots love sunny spring rain more, and leaves still pity the breeze in Cuigu.
Teachers are admirable, rare and worthy of rejuvenation. Old people's birthday poems.
Nanshan strolls, and now the country of the staff is facing the staff.
The poetry garden praises the harvest of veterans, and the political show leads the way.
In Chun Xue, a hug was expressed, and the bright moon and clear spring still mean something.