Overlooking YUNDI City, the south is foggy.
Myanmar has a Zen mind, crossing the northwest of Sichuan.
Tears are unforgettable, but I haven't seen the princess for a long time.
Farewell to Datang Palace, the fate of Lhasa.
It's a pity that I landed in Chang 'an and my face returned to the west.
Green princess willow, hang drunk tablets.
Living with the Tibetan king, the flowers are dyed with snow dreams.
Author: Tenzin Lausanne Shen Jian
... there are many. Reprinted.