A Tibetan poem missing a lover

The oriole slowly moved to Qiu Chan.

Mo Dan gave a gift to a beautiful woman.

I was born in the stone room of Yazhiquan.

A good flower and a good moon know how round it is.

Think of beauty and one end of the cloud.

You will be generously announced a letter.

Gold is valuable and priceless.

Dan Xin has no regrets.

I treat youth with pity.

As good as rosy clouds leaving Guigong.

I want Liu to listen to it next month.

You defeated the four beauties of ancient and modern times.

Huanghualing ointment will never change.

Dan Xin is full of moonlight.

I am infatuated with acacia.

A lot of words are hidden in my heart

Want to seek love for life.

When will you and I be popular?