Love Tibetan poetry

My heart doesn't love the world of mortals,

I like to write poems about Iraqis.

In good years, you can meet fireworks.

Wen is willing to give gifts to Tonglu.

I don't like the common rouge powder in the world, but I like to recite you as a poem; In this beautiful year, I should be able to meet fireworks as a messenger and convey my love. My heart, I hope you can understand, like the protagonist in the book of songs, gives me red straw to show my love.