in early fall, which is throbbing in January. Hiding the warmth of New Year's Day, New Year's hope and pray coerced. How much loneliness of soul stirring, in many eyes after years of accumulation of light cream. At the moment, let us give you a hearty joy of the stage - with light agitation of your publicity, your light with the warm cream melting. Sixth, a civil auspicious symbols. Yes ah, six years. CHD from a toddler grow into a wave of thousands of miles of Captain Yu. Let us open the captain's log, caress period of the past, not the veneer of vivid characters, but the million shares surging truth, they gradually solidified and formed a unbreakable Chinese knot, shiny red, and that the slightest tassel ear, but hanging in our heart, gently swaying. Every six years to build, install our strict calm, ready to go; every six years, set sail, we help each other, stand by concentric. Where every drop of sweat you are mapping a hearty smile, every drop of bitter tears glitter in all your fervent hope. Happy enough to interpret the mood at this time, but a loss for words and can not stop our sincere gratitude. The only thing we can do is to use all our blood to feed a sense of our colleagues who follow all the way close friends! 2012, a magical year, or conjecture, or the ancient ballad. Fate, an unspeakable force, or every thousand miles, or poly-Forum. Sixth anniversary of the event, it is an unspeakable guess. And her curtain, you will be slowly opened. Distant whistle sounded solemn, silent sea, the looming of the Black Pearl ship carrying the treasure slowly from full. The serene town, a brilliant clothing I looked in the darkness of Batman Pirates of the dreamer probe whether the whereabouts of their treasure in order, so the town at the village in a dream city in love. Mission Impossible, dream a dream. Where, after all, treasures, please hold your breath waiting for ... ...