I went with migratory birds.
I have always missed Tibet.
Miss Tibet
In a dream
The train carries half my memory.
Over Tanggula Mountain
Look at the snow-capped mountains
My eyes
Looking up at the ancient blue sky
Looking up at the snow-capped mountains and ancient times.
Dream back to Tibet
I come from the Hoh Xil Plateau.
A free little sheep.
I come from Namco.
A striped goose swims in the water.
I'm from Jia Gangfeng.
A handful of snow
I am a colorful streamer, and I am a light sound playing in the wind.
I am a landscape tree on the streets of Lhasa.
I am the first stone trampled by ten thousand people in Potala Palace.
I am the gravel without edges and corners on the roadside.
I am the jumping wave on the Yarlung Zangbo River.
I am a circular sutra in the hands of Tibetan compatriots.
I am a companion stone on the chest of Tibetan compatriots.
Dream back to Tibet
I am tasting sweet tea.
I savored the highland barley cake that melted slowly in my mouth.
Dream back to Tibet
I want to be the top of the snow mountain.
Snow lotus with cold seasons.
Never grow up alone
The most natural blue sky and white clouds
Dream back to Tibetan modern poetry