Teacher, happy new year 2008! Thank you! I wish you good health! May all go well with you!
Happy New Year 2008! Let the 2008 New Year's wind blow into your house, let the 2008 New Year's snow fly into your house, and let my 2008 New Year's wishes float into your heart.
In that silent moment, I hope that in the new year, there will be a happy music every day to accompany you.
The most beautiful youth, the joyful singing, and the passionate music, bring you and me. May we start this wonderful new year together.
During the warmth and cold season, there is a news leaking from the treetops: the New Year is coming slowly and I send you deep blessings.
If memory is a kind of emotion, I hope that all the memories that belong to us will be sweet. Release another glory in the New Year.
Time rings the silver bell of life. After turning a page, the door of the New Year's palace was open and poured out. Sunshine is obsessed with the tenderness of the star grass. But our fresh wrinkles are page by page, which cannot explain the Associated Press's melancholy.
Life is like our eyes, with clear black and white, and profound and vast. When you open during the day and close at night, it is spring again this year.
The 2008 New Year bell rang leisurely, sending my blessings and lingering around you.
Happy New Year 2008! May you have a world of your own!
Happy New Year 2008! Let the 2008 New Year's wind blow into your house, let the 2008 New Year's snow fly into your house, and let my 2008 New Year's wishes float into your heart.
In that silent moment, I hope that in the new year, there will be a happy music every day to accompany you.
The most beautiful youth, the joyful singing, and the passionate music, bring you and me. May we start this wonderful new year together.
During the warmth and cold season, there is a news leaking from the treetops: the New Year is coming slowly and I send you deep blessings.
If memory is a kind of emotion, I hope that all the memories that belong to us will be sweet. Release another glory in the New Year.
Time rings the silver bell of life. After turning a page, the door of the New Year's palace was open and poured out. Sunshine is obsessed with the tenderness of the star grass. But our fresh wrinkles are page by page, which cannot explain the Associated Press's melancholy.
Life is like our eyes, with clear black and white, and profound and vast. When you open during the day and close at night, it is spring again this year.
The 2008 New Year bell rang leisurely, sending my blessings and lingering around you.
Happy New Year 2008! May you have a world of your own!