Shallow floating boat in the abyss of poetry
I am ashamed to fall in love with this river.
There are landscapes and waves in the painting.
There is no artistic conception of running water in the early stage
In the ocean of poetry,
We all found our own shells.
Maybe our poetry trip will go home soon,
But our hearts are connected,
Because everyone has a poetic dream,
Everyone's heart is full of poetic flowers!
Let's plug in the wings of dreams,
Fly freely in the boundless sea of poetry forever!
A Tibetan poem and conclusion, see how you use it.
Postscript can be written as a narrative, how is the process, who is involved, and who is grateful.
I hope this helps.