I knelt down and begged the master to write a rhyming Tibetan poem for me, saying that I love Lin Li until I die.

(Dragon) The wind does not disturb me, but my heart is firm, and _ (phase) knows each other. The _ _ (guard) army warrior thinks alone, and _ _ (* *) dreams of falling in love and never sleeps. _ _ (Difficult) can't live without Li Jiayan, _ _ (Forgotten) secular/only love. _ _ Turn/Success or Failure/Don't be too suspicious.

If anything is wrong ... please tell me! I will change it ...