The word carved up the year of Jasper.
Wang Li must not be empty before his death.
At sunrise, hibiscus rose to ten feet.
The arrow blows down Xi Feipeng,
Yuefu turns to peace.
-Tibetan poetry
Playing drums in winter and winter,
Although different melons taste terrible.
Mr. Dong Guo knows the source of culture,
Self-pity Changsha Chunke.
Tibetan radish has a fast early heart stage,
The number was taken by Xerox.
-Tibetan poetry is in the middle
Six streets are dusty, winter and winter,
Melons have been planted in mid-February.
Since ancient times, China has been born from this.
Yingsheng came to the government yesterday.
For those who see it,
I don't know military music in middle age.
-Tibetan tail poems