Version 1
That night, I listened to Sanskrit singing all night, not to understand, but to find a trace of your breath.
That January, I turned all the meridians, not to cross, but to touch your fingerprints.
That year, I kowtowed and held dust, not to worship Buddha, but to keep your warmth.
At that time, I crossed hundreds of mountains, not to repair the afterlife, but to protect your peace and joy.
That day, that month, that year, that life.
Version 2
At that moment, I raised my horse, not to beg for happiness, but to wait for your arrival;
On that day, I closed my eyes in the fragrant fog of the temple and suddenly heard your mantra of chanting;
That January, I turned all the tubes, not to cross, but to touch your fingertips;
That year, I kowtowed and climbed on the mountain road, not to see you, but to keep your warmth;
At that time, I turned the landscape into a stupa, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road.
Crane in the sky, please lend me your wings.
I won't fly far, but I will go back to Litang.
It was just that night.
I forgot everything, abandoned faith, abandoned reincarnation.
Just because the rose that once cried in front of the Buddha has long lost its former glory.
Version 3
At that moment, I raised my horse, not to beg for happiness, but to wait for your arrival;
On that day, I closed my eyes in the fragrant fog of the temple and suddenly heard you recite the true words in the Buddhist scriptures;
That January, I shook all the prayer flags, not to cross, but to touch your fingertips;
That year, I kowtowed and climbed on the mountain road, not to see you, but to keep your warmth;
At that time, I turned the landscape into a stupa, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road.
First, it is best not to meet each other, so you can not fall in love. Second, it is best not to know each other, so that you can not miss each other.
Third, it's best not to accompany you, so you don't owe each other. Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other.
Fifth, it is best not to fall in love, so as not to dislike each other. Sixth, it is best not to face each other, so there is no need to meet.
Seventh, it is best not to make mistakes, so as to make mistakes. Eighth, it is best not to promise each other, so you can not continue.
Ninth, it's best not to depend on each other, so you don't have to lean together. Tenth, it's best not to meet each other, so we don't have to be together.
But we have met, but we know each other. How can we meet until we see each other? Andrew and the monarch are determined to avoid where will you go's lovesickness.
I thought my passion would harm Brahma, but I was afraid to leave the whole city when I entered the mountain.
The world is safe, and the Tathagata will live up to it.
Love song of Cangyang Gyatso. Chinese version. Lyrics: Cangyang Gyatso Singing: Ribo Yixi Rinpoche
My heart is full of fantasy and I turn into a beautiful woman.
Just like the moon on the east mountain, it gently walks out of the highest peak.
I love Iraqi families, although I have never consulted them.
Qingming came last spring, and I saw several crazy butterflies in love.
The crane flies high and majestic, and the clouds are covered with a piece of snow feather.
This trip doesn't hate the end of the world, and the pond is close at hand.