The bell ringing reverberates in my ears, and it becomes clearer along with the memory; snowflake falls on my palm, and slowly misty with the smiles; felicity is on your hand, who will give you a surprise. The flowers for Christmas are at his hands, new clothes for Christmas are on him, and all the presents for Christmas are in his bag. There is such an old man, he likes tossing about in winter; he drives the reindeer and travels all around, to bring countless good luck to the world. There are festive ‘flowers’ blooming in the night sky, happiness of holiday is rising in the world.