A poem written by my father wishes his daughter Li Ziyi a happy birthday, preferably a Tibetan poem.

Every sentence has a source, please accept it!

By the way, I wish you happiness!

I hope that history is a clear sign,

The female bird hangs on the tassel.

The child is immature,

Reese is in charge of Xun Qing.

Purple ribbons are tied together,

Yi Yan crossed the court.

Born as a great sage,

Thinking about this position every day.

Happiness is expensive. At present,

I sympathize with Le Yi.

Zhu Rong asked Hugh to condescend,

The witch went to the country with a flute and drum.

The children are dressed in embroidered clothes and brocade.

Li Ji sobbed and tried to commit suicide.

The forbidden worship dances with the sky,

Xiaoxiang is prosperous all the way.

At my age, dare I accept the call?

The sun is shining high and I am sleepy.

Jade boat, a medicine for rapidly purging Qiantang,

Play the emperor's palace to win the orchestral string