Attach a birthday poem.
Birthday poem (I wish grandpa a better life than Nanshan)
I need to borrow a glass of wine to refresh myself.
I wish you a noble family.
The older generation has accumulated the virtue of staying in Qing Yu.
My grandson smiled bitterly.
Birthday party is a little reward.
Thank you even more for cultivating Grace.
If the South China Sea knows Germany like this,
The scenery is young and spring lasts forever.
70-year-old spring is a common occurrence. How can it be so sweet with a little more hard work?
Rich experience has crossed the river, and a good wife and mother depend on it.
Concentrate on the vitality of new ink day after day, and bring the old-style poems planned before to life.
Now I want to dance in the DPRK, and I believe that I will live for 200 years.
A Kym seashore pine, working enthusiasm, model Zulong.
Loneliness, snow and frost compete for greenery.
Roots love sunshine and spring rain, leaves cherish blue valley wind.
Only people with high moral character are respected, and a 70-year-old wise god deserves to be accommodated.
Take a leisurely stroll in Nanshan, and the scepter kingdom is now in the scepter dynasty.
The harvest in the poetry garden praises the veteran, and the rivers and lakes are too coquettish.
Chun Xue expressed his mind, and Mingyuechun was still moral integrity.
You give the centenarians full strength, and I wish you a 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.
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.