I have little talent and little knowledge, so I try my best to do it.
The sound of the young wild geese falling into the formation is clear,
Wen Mo is lost and breaks the time of the day.
What’s the meaning of the rain and the strong wind?
The feathers of the wings are happy.
This is really not well written. . . But it’s rare to celebrate one’s own birthday. If I didn’t have to go to class, I would write a song more carefully. Happy birthday! By the way, you don’t need to tire yourself too much. It’s true that you should be more happy in this life.