Whose poem is "I kowtowed to climb the mountain that year, not to see you but to stick to your warmth"?

It's "that day, that month, that year, that life" by Cangyang Jiacuo.

The 6th Dalai Lama Cangyang Gyatso, which means "Sea of Melody" in Tibetan, was born in the 22nd year of Kangxi. At the age of fourteen, he gradually entered the Potala Palace and became the leader of the Yellow Sect. Ten years later, he was deposed by the Qing court and sent to the north, passing through Namco, Qinghai, and he did not know where to go. Leave unlimited imagination space for people. But in the end, he still didn't make the final choice. Therefore, Cangyang Gyatso failed to become a Buddha, but only became a person. Among all lamas in history, he is a talented folk poet. He wrote many passionate love songs and expressed his love and understanding of life with love poems. His collection of poems "Love Songs" is beautiful, simple and vivid, and widely circulated among the people.

That day, that month, that year, that life, is the most widely circulated poem in Cangyang Jiacuo's love poems. It is pure, gentle, beautiful, easy to understand, natural and smooth. After reading it, people feel so sad, so sad and so affectionate. This is a classic. At the beginning of each paragraph of this poem, in the chronological order of "day-month-year-world", it is skillfully combined with nature. With the progress of time, the author's yearning for The Weeping Rose has gradually increased: "Hear your mantra, touch your fingertips, cling to your warmth, and look forward to meeting you", from which we can feel the author's deep yearning for her and sincere feelings.

The original poem is as follows:

On that day, I closed my eyes in the fragrant fog of the temple and suddenly heard the truth in your ode; ?

That January, I shook all the prayer 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; ?

However, on that night, I forgot everything, abandoned faith and reincarnation, just because the rose that once cried in front of the Buddha had already lost its former glory. ?