I want to go green in the wind,
Fear of love surprises your face.
Missing is often accompanied by flowers flying in the season.
Miss Qing is eager to come.
Get drunk all night,
Zhu Yingtai in my life.
A flute song,
May you be the only one in the world.
Tibetan poems pay attention to the beginning of sentences and rhyme at the end. The meaning is profound and catchy.
This poem is made by racking my brains, not by software.
If you have any questions, please ask.
If satisfied, hope to adopt!
The following one is made of software. It doesn't rhyme at all.