I want to go green in the wind,

Fear of love surprises your face.

Murong blooms in spring and flies in the season.

Cai Hua strolled in.

Get drunk all night,

Zhu Yingtai in my life.

A flute song,

May you be the only one in the world.

Tibetan poems pay attention to the beginning of sentences and rhyme at the end. The meaning is profound and catchy.

This poem is made by racking my brains, not by software.

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