Message: Cangyang Jiacuo is the most representative folk poet in Tibet. He wrote many delicate and sincere poems, the most classic of which is the Tibetan woodcut version of Cangyang Jiacuo's Love Song of Lhasa. The most beautiful love poems of Cangyang Gyatso were collected by inspirational people. Welcome to read the collection, especially suitable for expressing lovers' love letters.
That kind of life
=============
Who held my hand and made me crazy for half my life;
Who, kiss my eyes, cover my half-life displacement;
Who touches my face and soothes my half-life sorrow?
Who, with my heart, melted my half-life frost;
Who, holding my shoulder, drives me to be silent all my life.
Who, call my heart, cover up my life.
Who abandoned me and left me alone?
Who can understand me and let me have no regrets in this life?
Who can help my arm, unparalleled through the ages;
Who can pour my heart, an inch of land is empty;
Who can bury me and laugh at the emptiness of heaven and earth? My heart is crazy.
Yi, cover my lips and dispel my past life;
Yi, hold my arms, except for my frivolous past life.
Hold your hand and accompany you crazy;
Kiss your eyes deeply and stay with you forever.
Holding your hand, * * * you have weathered all your life;
Kiss your eyes and give you a lifetime of affection.
I, holding your hand, take away all your life;
I, caressing my neck, will protect you from the storms of your life.
Here, hold the child's hair and hold the child for a lifetime;
Here, hold your hand and go to a world of love;
Once, in the name of the holy father, you were saved from sorrow all your life;
Zeng, with my love, I wish you peace in your life!
At that moment, I raised my horse, not to beg for happiness, but to wait for your arrival;
On that day, I closed my eyes in the mist of the temple and suddenly heard the truth in your ode;
That night, I listened to Sanskrit singing all night, not to understand, but to find a trace of your breath;
That January, I shook all the prayer tubes, not to cross, but to touch your fingertips;
That year, I kowtowed on the mountain road, not to see you, but to keep your warmth;
At that time, I turned the landscape into a stupa, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road.
At that moment, I soared to immortality, not for immortality, but for your peace and happiness.
Ten commandments poetry
=============
First, it is best not to meet each other, so you can not fall in love.
Second, it is best not to know each other, so that you can not miss each other.
Third, it's best not to accompany you, so you don't owe each other.
Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other.
Fifth, it is best not to fall in love, so as not to dislike each other.
Sixth, it is best not to face each other, so there is no need to meet.
Seventh, it is best not to make mistakes, so as to make mistakes.
Eighth, it is best not to promise each other, so you can not continue.
Ninth, it's best not to depend on each other, so you don't have to lean together.
Tenth, it's best not to meet each other, so we don't have to be together.
But we met as soon as we met, but we never met when we met.
Andrew and Jun are absolutely in harmony, so they won't teach life and death to be lovesick.
Look and don't look
==================
Have you seen me?
I was there.
Not sad or happy.
You can either read me or you can't read me.
Love is there.
Don't come or go.
Do you love me or not?
Love is there.
Neither increasing nor decreasing.
Are you with me or not?
My hand is in your hand.
Never give up.
Come into my arms.
or
Let me live in your heart
Silent love
Silence and happiness
Ask Buddha
===============
Living in Potala Palace,
I am the biggest king in the snowy area.
Strolling through the streets of Lhasa,
I am the most beautiful lover in the world.
Maggie Amy is more vivid,
I'm afraid my affection will damage Sanskrit.
I'm afraid I'll miss the whole city when I enter the mountain.
The world is safe,
Live up to the Tathagata.
I finally understand,
There is an idea in the world,
Words can't describe,
Rough and sad.
The echo is twisted and twisted,
What's waiting is,
Insist.
Like a plateau in the moonlight,
A faint smirk [].
Laughing that the glitz has gone and the moonlight has been washed;
The smile that passed away quietly, the flying flowers.
Who is the lily that quivers gently,
Eternity in your light.
Who has those burning and warm eyes,
Climb up at your moment.
Distant sadness,
Across the Qian Shan.
Even the wind on the plateau,
It won't be blown away by the wind,
Persistent back.
Even if there is frost before morning,
Cann't melt,
The warmth in my heart.
You stay under the moon,
Come quietly.
I asked Buddha Zu: Why not give all women a face of shame?
Buddha said: it was just a flash in the pan, used to blind the secular eyes.
There is no beauty like a pure and loving heart.
I gave it to every woman, but someone dyed her gray.
I asked Buddha: Why are there so many regrets in the world?
Buddha said: This is a whirling world, which is a pity.
No regrets, no matter how much happiness I give you, I won't feel happy.
I asked Buddha Zu: How to make people no longer feel lonely inside?
Buddha said: Every heart is born lonely and incomplete.
Most people have this disability all their lives,
Just because when you meet the other half who can make it perfect,
I either missed it or lost the qualification to own it.
I asked Buddha Zu: What should I do if I meet someone I can love, but I'm afraid I can't grasp it?
Buddha said: How much love you have left in the world and how many changes you will face in the world;
Have a lover, do happy things,
Don't ask if it's robbery or life.
I asked Buddha: How can I be as wise as you?
Buddha said: Buddha is the experience of past lives, and man is the Buddha of the future.
I am as naive as you.
I asked Buddha Zu: Why does it always snow when I am sad?
Buddha said: winter will pass, so leave some memories.
I asked Buddha Zu: Why is it that every time it snows, it is a night I don't care?
Buddha said: people always miss a lot of real beauty carelessly.
I asked Buddha Zu: Will it snow in a few days?
Buddha said: don't just stare at this season and miss this winter.
I use all the roads in the world,
Backward,
Go back to where you came from.
just as
The moon returned to the middle of the lake,
Wild cranes rush to idle clouds,
I walked into you,
then
A heavy snow will shut everyone up.
That woman,
Covered with endless spring scenery,
Eyes flashing, flowers and plants;
When smiling, there are mountains and rivers;
But that glowing turquoise,
But it reflects the karma of her life,
She sat in her own depths to ward off evil spirits,
Get up and miss those who misunderstand her for no reason.
With a wave of his hand,
The realm of six dusts is full of flowers scattered by her.
The sunset proves that the snow-capped mountains have no wisdom of me.
Love is as dazzling as Brahma's heart,
After leaving, the evening breeze still cherishes her vows.
The grass in the oath has long been yellow,
There is no difference between near and far,
The furthest distance in the world is not distant love,
No matter how close you are, you can't be close to yourself.
At this time, there was a faint pipa sound in the distance.
She played that song,
But it's not for me.
Live up to the Tathagata, live up to your Qing Dynasty.
============================
Beauty is not born from mother, but from peach tree.
I hate peach blossoms falling easily, and falling flowers are more affectionate than you.
When you calm down, stop to repair the concept, and you can think of the lover hanging in the present.
How difficult is it to become a Buddha if you learn the Tao from this heart?
We are United, although this life is short and touching,
Yushu was still a teenager the day he met Qing near-re-embodiment.
Regardless of the impermanence of life and death, they turn to death one by one.
Extremely smart, full of wisdom, lamenting that he is always at a loss here.
The wild horse on the mountain is difficult to tame, and the machine trap can still control him.
Sigh that the avatar is empty and can't subdue the pillow person.
I want to be with you by the green window, and I regret my mistakes in my life.
I want to go to the jungle with a bowl, and I feel bad about the beauty.
Sit still, watch the dharma, open your eyes, and pray for Sambo to step down.
Have you ever seen a saint in the scenery? Don't bring your lover.
Go into the mountains to worship Taoist, please explain the reason.
If you think too much, your spirit will go green.
I was worried that my passion would damage Sanskrit, and I was afraid that I would miss the whole city when I entered the mountains.
The world is safe, and the Tathagata will live up to it.
Selected Poems of Cangyang Jiacuo The most beautiful love poems of Cangyang Jiacuo