Grandpa's seventieth birthday, everyone wished him happiness as the East China Sea and longevity as the South Mountain, but he sighed: to see the sun, for all his glory was buried in the coming night. I quickly stopped my grandfather's words: "An old horse crouches tiger, aiming at a thousand miles, and a martyr is courageous in his twilight years. Grandpa, your bones are stronger than your relatives. " Grandpa smiled happily.

The authorities are fascinated, and the onlookers are clear; I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I'm only in Lushan Mountain.