Happy birthday to Bobo's friends, Tibetan poems, and help from big brother and big sister.

People in the wave are like Pan Yuer.

Bobaishui Black Mountain Loom,

Friends are equal friends.

Friends and mothers sew purple toolkits,

I don't know how much hatred there is.

Build a rattan shadow on it,

See Meihualing's new poems.

This road was lost before he died,

When the sun sets, the candles in Yuyuan Garden open.

A sharp sword broke the life of a jiaozi,

The music is not over yet.

Birthday Mountain is still there,

The waves brushed the willow branches.

The wavy moon deceived China candles,

Friends and wine will be called.

Friends don't come,

Criminal law is competitive.

Top-notch EMI training,

Misa is a different spring.

Last month,

The sun and the moon are shining.

Happiness is expensive. At present,

Music is full of elegance.