What are the poems about "Tum Temple"?

1. "Dialogue Above the Snow Line"

Unable to truly understand

The profound meaning of One Hundred Thousand Buddhas

Unable to truly understand< /p>

The night when the bodhi tree rustled in the wind

The power of a hundred thousand Buddhas making a lion's roar together?

Can't really understand

Above the snow line< /p>

His Holiness the Sixth Dalai Lama

Using beautiful verses

The wonderful state of life revealed

It is impossible to truly understand

< p>Qinghai Lake

The sage Tsangyang Gyatso

Singing beautiful love songs

Escape quietly?

But at least I I believe

There were no clouds over the snowy area that day

I at least believe

The bank of Qinghai Lake that day

There is indeed a very happy shepherd

Above the snow line in the blue sky

Drinking with a real singer

*** A bowl of highland barley wine

But on the streets of Xining in the 21st century

the hundred male yaks can no longer be seen

Drooping testicles and running hoofprints

On the streets of Xining in the 21st century

The poet Chang Yao has passed away

He finally walked away from the high building The falling masterpiece

is enough to make all true singers completely gone

So, today

in Tal Temple

On the bank of Qinghai Lake

Above the snow line

Who can be the real watchman

With an unchanging posture

Conversation as silently as the wind

Lanzhou, May 25, 2001

2. "Walking through Xining in a Heavy Snow"

Walking through Xining in a heavy snow

In a heavy snow

You can see

honest and dishonest people

All moving in the same direction

In a heavy snow

Some heroic people started to stay up all night

Some wine bowls

Still upside down in a heroic posture

And some yaks

can no longer walk in

Under the heavy snow

Xining is increasingly ambiguous

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At this time

You can only see

Some stories are spread out on the ground

Some beliefs are gradually rising

< p>Some people are preparing to cross the city

Some coldness

Finally condensed into the color of the sky

Walking through a heavy snow

Xining

In a heavy snow

If you see

a poet’s eyes

gradually rising above the snow line

Then, please believe

His life is declining at this time

Lanzhou, November 25, 2002

3. "Walking through the Night and Dawn of Xining"?

. 1.

Along a road leading to high places

Towards the plateau

Xining Ancient Town

A poet has gone far

Some nights are no longer pure

A thunderstorm

< p>Getting ready

Deep in the shade

Who can be so drunk with sincerity

The night is coming as expected

In the head of the dark night

The auspicious wine glass begins to be extremely bright

The free spirit

begins to be extremely bright

. 2.

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Next to the kite-shaped mountains

The ancient temple

The mystery remains in the towering ancient trees

The old lama with profound spiritual practice

In the eternal lonely reincarnation

The mystery remains

And the docile old horse

The four hooves bound by money

I can no longer make a loud sound

I can only call my lover in the distance

The hail is overwhelming

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On the grassland where we hiked

Sprinkling the long-estranged passion

. 3.

I don’t know the afterbirth of the sage Tsongkhapa

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How auspicious it is to land on the earth

I wonder if the people living on the land of Qinghai

remember

the princess of the Tang Dynasty< /p>

My mood when walking through Xining

I wonder if Panchen Lama’s kind mother

is in good health

At Kumbum Monastery

In devout prayer

One hundred thousand Buddhas chant together under the Bodhi tree

My long-sick mother

In the wanderer’s wish< /p>

Solemn and beautiful as the clouds in the sky

July 1-3, 2003, Lanzhou

4. "In the afternoon, approaching Kumbum Monastery"

In the afternoon, approaching Kumbum Monastery

The plateau is still silent

The golden dome is still brilliant

But a ray of sunshine has tilted

< p>Bodhi has withered

Buddha has passed away

I know

Prayer requires sincerity

And worship is just a form

Approaching the afternoon

Approaching the Kumbum Monastery in the afternoon

I seem to be approaching my old mother

All the blessings have disappeared

Stay in my heart

Only a dull memory of pain

Some snow lights flicker in the distance

Some lights bloom around me

< p>The streets of Xining

Winter is coming

Close to the plateau tonight

But cannot get close

All the poverty that is close to the body

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Where I can see you

My eyes are with you

Where I can’t see you

My heart is with you