Beg: Yang Tao, you are my favorite person. Tibetan poetry

Yang Feng, on a rainy night, sleeps on the horizon listening to the sad voice. If you know that I have deep feelings, you are asking what it means to know. This kind of life is what my neighbors and I want to care about most. You can be the enemy of the sky and really love you. Remember that I want to help you for a long time, not for personal benefit.