One journey of mountains and rivers, one year of splendor. One lifetime of fleeting moments, time flies by silently. Unknowingly, we have come to the end of the year.

"Years come and go, flowers remain the same; people change every year." Some things are like floating cotton following the wind; some people are like moon shadows entering dreams. Time passes by easily, and the past is reset to zero. Bid farewell to the haste of the old year and welcome the splendid scenery of the new year.
May we blossom to our heart's content in the new year and be loved by time.
The 2024 boat has passed, 2025 awaits the blooming, and the peaks will meet.