What is Zhang Helun's New Year greeting to Lang He Yan?

This is the opening message of the comic dialogue "Interesting Childhood" between Zhang Helun and Lang He Yan. It means wishing the audience a bumper harvest year, all the best, all the best, and the good things are increasing with time.

The full text of the message is: auspicious days are like the wind, abundant years and abundant moons are like the wind, increasing happiness and longevity, longevity, longevity, the way to make money, giving birth to a noble son, filial piety to Sun Xian, prosperity every year, wealth and power, and bright future.

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"childhood fun" script:

Zhang: Ladies and gentlemen, happy New Year.

Lang: Happy New Year to you.

Zhang: I wish you a lucky day like the wind, a windy year like the wind, a long life, longevity and longevity, filial piety, prosperity every year, wealth and power, and a bright future. I didn't go to school either. Those are two auspicious words.

Lang: Look at this one.

Zhang: I am very happy.

Lang: That's right.

Zhang: I can stand on this stage.

Lang: Not bad.

Zhang: Spend next year with everyone.

Lang: That's right.

Zhang: To tell you the truth, I can see it in my eyes.

Lang: What do you see?

Zhang: Some viewers may not know us very well.

Lang: Oh, I don't know anyone.

Zhang: Look, obvious eyes, eating melon seeds under the stage and in the stands.

Lang: How about it?

Zhang: I was wondering, who are you?

Lang: I mean, this one even threw up melon seeds.

Zhang: What are you talking about?

Lang: I've ruined them for some time.

Zhang: Not famous either. Look at it.

Lang: Not yet.

Zhang: That look, my God.

Lang: Neither of us looks good.

Zhang: Especially this one. Look at this long bouquet. It is as thick as a jar, but not as high as a jar. It's all waist except ass.

Lang: I'm not human anymore.

Zhang: Isn't this the gas refining tank?

Lang: Wait a minute.

Zhang: What's the matter?

Lang: Can I be a fuel tank?

Zhang: The voice of the audience.

Lang: That's ridiculous.

Zhang: Looking at it, we actually know each other.

Lang: Yes.

Zhang: There are also familiar ones.

Lang: That's right.

Zhang: Let me briefly introduce myself.

Lang: Tell me quickly.

Zhang: My name is, and this one next to me is the fuel tank.

Lang: Yes, who said that?

Zhang: Miss Cole.

Lang: What happened to Mr. Cole? I can also write three words, but it's not a gas tank.

Zhang: And names.

Lang: Yes, what's the name? It's a person.

Zhang: My surname is Lang, and my name is Lang.

Lang: It's me.

Zhang: I'm a little famous now.

Lang: I dare not.

Zhang: Really, some friends may think that he looks a little ugly when he comes out of the 399 directors' club. I really feel it.

Lang: I don't look good.

Zhang: Really, when you get to this stop, you can tell everyone where your neck is. Very embarrassing.

Lang: What's the big deal?