I want to make a Tibetan poem, the content of which is "Happy birthday to Uncle Zhou Yanhong". I knelt down and thanked him.

Zhou Huayu visited the house,

A wonderful song and a glass of wine,

When it is red, the yellow leaves will be messy.

I wish people will not attach importance to Le Yixian,

The river blocked Yinsha Road,

Gu Yi remembers to take off his crown and sleep on the fine grass.

Father and son embraced,

Life and hatred cover the dark windows,

The sun is warm and the flowers are bright.

Li Chusheng is more immortal,

Leyuan Jiangshan is eager to return.