Who can help me write a Tibetan poem, the content is (Wang Mei, I like you), please help each other.

This song rhymes.

In the wonderful years of Wang Sun, everything was light.

Meihua believes in the east wind.

I love the old days of Lin Quan.

I'm glad to see that spring grass is growing this year.

Joy filled the night.

You have begun to enjoy the rest of your life.

If it is a confession, it is better to send her Tagore's poems.

The furthest distance in the world

The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, you don't know that I love you; The furthest distance in the world is not that you don't know I love you when I stand in front of you, but that I am so obsessed that I can't say I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I love you, but that I miss you so much that I can only bury it in my heart. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I miss you, but that I love each other but can't be together; The furthest distance in the world is not loving each other but not being together, but pretending not to care when you know that true love is invincible; The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between trees, but the branches that grow from the same root, but cannot depend on each other in the wind; The furthest distance in the world is not that the branches can't depend on each other, but that the stars face each other without intersecting tracks; The furthest distance in the world is not the trajectory between stars, but even if the trajectories meet, there is nowhere to be found in the blink of an eye; The furthest distance in the world is not that you can't find it in an instant, but that you are doomed to meet it before you meet it; The farthest distance in the world is the distance between fish and birds, one in the sky and the other in the depths of the sea.