A poem describing the snowy plateau 1 Tibet in my dream,
Brought me endless reverie,
Until the evening of my life,
Still alive.
The mountains are rolling,
Tianhu accompanied;
Sanskrit floats on the grassland,
Melodious cycle,
In the boundless territory,
This is a song,
Music from ancient regions.
Tibet,
The roof of the world, a snowy paradise;
Tibet,
With his unique attitude,
Standing in the west of the Central Plains.
Life and history,
What kind of height should this be,
How can I change this,
The angle of the neck will bring you,
Look up deeply.
Tibet in my dream,
Brought me endless reverie,
This daydream,
Keep moving,
Until the evening of my life,
Still alive.
The undefeated city of sunshine,
Just like Jiangnan in that dream.
Where the sun rises,
I dive on the Yarlung Zangbo River;
Staring occasionally,
By the river,
Diffusion of green pigment.
Looking around on the boat,
That's what I expected,
Vibrant cross-straits;
First the grass is green, then the mountains.
In the canyon,
Echo me,
That phone call over and over again,
The mountains are rolling,
It is also slightly warm in the sun.
Thin air,
From the bottom of my heart,
Become extremely slim;
Immersed in the sunshine,
With green and floral fragrance,
Everything, everything,
Scent is a classic of beauty.
It's like being in Jiangnan,
Picturesque Jiangnan.
Higher and farther away,
This is an endless cloud,
And majestic snow-capped mountains.
Yanghu mountain pass is like a coral branch,
Let the lakeshore meander.
Except for the water in Yongcuo, Yang Zhuo,
And the glaciers of Nacarola,
That is the legendary Zhongshan God,
The place where Sanwa lives in Yesi.
Yang Zhuo Yong CuO,
Namtso,
Ma Bangyong CuO,
The three sacred lakes in Tibet,
They're like saints,
Full of divine power.
Namtso,
A beautiful and suffocating place.
The Goddess of Tianhu and Nyainqentanglha Mountain
Love songs,
Floating between heaven and earth.
Look before you leap,
Look before you leap,
Hold my lover's hand,
I've lived here all my life,
Just to wait,
The purest love.
I'm afraid,
That's just an extravagant hope,
How can my vulgar heart be worthy,
The truest and purest Aika;
Also,
Lest we be vulgar,
Disturb them,
Guarding the tranquility of the Millennium,
You can get a spoonful of lake water,
It is also my greatest satisfaction.
Let the holy lake,
Wash away my complicated thoughts!
It was doomed in Namtso,
We can only express our deep respect,
Worship and admire you,
That pure love!
Clouds are flying around,
Left the sky,
Just like in heaven,
All this is full of magical power.
I remember,
Mulberry smoke on the stage,
Simple soul,
To heaven.
For all this in Tibet,
I can only sigh to myself,
Lightning touch,
Collided with the eyes of Tibetan antelope;
His meek eyes,
Makes me feel like I have nowhere to hide,
A bustling metropolis,
It's long gone
I'm ashamed,
That conspiracy,
And that sly look.
One by one, I thought of it,
Modern cities,
Corroded eyes.
Tibet,
Snow plateau,
Your height,
How dignified your thickness is.
An unattainable height,
This is a paradise of happiness.
Flying prayer flags,
A clockwise warp wheel,
Colorful happiness flies in time;
The truest life,
The strongest belief,
In Qiangtang Grassland and Potala Palace,
Interwoven dreams;
Everything is quietly sprouting,
And then grow to,
Colorful flowers are in full bloom.
Poems describing the snowy plateau 2 This is the closest place to the kingdom of heaven.
It seems that you can take it off easily if you are close.
The stars in the sky,
Close enough to hear,
The whispers of the gods in the sky,
Around the white clouds,
At the foot of the mist,
Not true,
You almost forgot,
Where the hell are people,
It seems to be in a fairy mountain dream.
This is a beautiful place,
Natural, pure, primitive,
Showing the snowy plateau,
Ten thousand kinds of charm and charm.
This is a mysterious place,
Primitive culture and modern civilization exist;
Integration of indigenous Tibetans and foreign tourists;
Secular noise and quiet faith came into being;
Religion and folk customs are intertwined;
She makes you feel like you're on earth,
And heaven
Poems describing snowy plateau 3 Bijiang quietly kissed the blue sky, and the clouds danced gracefully to embrace Emerald Hill.
Snow lotus on the cliff is lonely, and rape blossoms on the lake.
The eagle hid in the antelope and took a nap, and the sky flew to Ma Huan.
The soul of the snowy plateau is shocking and picturesque.
-Lv Qi snowy plateau.
Poetry describing the snowy plateau 4 Everyone who has been to the snowy plateau,
All the snowy plateaus are beautiful,
I'm impressed.
And everyone who has been to Tianzhu,
They all miss the wish of heaven,
Gorgeous and magnificent beauty,
Everyone was drunk,
Tianzhu's holy and unrestrained feelings
Times live in,
Plateau people in this land,
Pay more attention to another interpretation,
With the majestic posture of snow-capped mountains,
Leave notes for future generations,
Like the grassland,
Warm and peaceful mind,
Bearing,
Colorful life dreams.
God bless spring,
Quiet and open-minded,
That is, no,
The grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River and the warbler flies.
Mountain flowers are in full bloom,
Nor in Pingchuan,
The vitality of prosperity,
Still green and thick.
It's like holding a whip on the grassland,
People who roar at the sky,
Swing the heart of the plateau,
Surging, broad-minded and bold,
And passion for life.
Across the distant sky,
I think,
Seeing the immortal thorns on the snow-capped mountains,
Is arousing the green spirit,
Telling tenaciously,
The tenacity and greatness of ordinary life.