Write a poem with the words "Happy Birthday, Lord Zhu Qun" and start with the first word of each poem.

Zhu Rong stands on the cold peak,

All the immortals came to ask each other,

The main gate rises from Bachuan,

Huatuo weaves green onions,

The beauty is pitiful,

Laugh before you die,

Warm weather only worries about turning red frost,

Ride the jade dragon, carve it,

Happiness is a storm, and fishing is leisure.