Modern Poetry Tibet Tibet

I hope

The fields are vast and cattle and sheep are everywhere.

The pastoral melody is melodious.

The wanderer was lost in the wilderness.

Wander, wander

On the snowy plateau

A white horse mourns alone.

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I hope

The ridge in the distance keeps jumping.

It is a free and manic heart in primitive blood.

Hidden in the majestic land

Pentium in the shepherd's lonely pupil.

Heavily carried by the wings of an eagle

A vast and long world

Namco flows quietly.

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I hope

Glaciers are silent above clouds.

Sleeping for thousands of years

Only the majestic vastness and brightness remain.

As if I could stand on tiptoe.

Cover the sky and support the eternal sun.

Curled up under the clouds

There is also the endless and far-reaching Yarlung Zangbo River.

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The old lady rocked the spinning wheel like still time.

The living Buddha Lama lit butter lamps with rich Tibetan incense.

Barkhor Street around Lhasa has been covered with sunshine.

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Turning across the street, time flies by with the prayer tube day by day.

Stepping into reincarnation, faith flutters in the banner of Changfeng.

There is only tranquility and serenity in pure land.

I have suffered in the past years!

Let a nation grow up on the plateau in suffering.

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May you stop wandering

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I hope you are still warm and healthy.

Once the blood and tears, the painted exterior wall of Potala Palace.

In the vast sky, Buddha echoed.

I see, on the boundless iceberg, a snow lotus has quietly bloomed.

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