Anhui Xinyida Annual Meeting
Years and months of flowers are similar Years and years of people are different The years are like a song, the light is like a dream The years are like water, the time passes by. The harvest gongs and drums wake up the brand new years. The blossoming of the cold plum, writing the message of spring. At this wonderful moment of saying goodbye to the old year and welcoming the new spring.











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