The night wind and moonlight are hazy.
I haven't heard of it, I haven't seen it,
Sleep, sleep, sleep, wake up.
Thinking, thinking, thinking,
Read words, deeds, and Iraqis.
Love is superficial, love is strong, love is endless,
People are haggard and attached.
This is a Tibetan poem, which means: I stayed up all night and missed my lover.
My mind is flying, listening to the late clock,
Reading is like willow, especially at night.
Love to pour, love to get drunk,
It is easy for people to meet in dreams.
This is also a Tibetan poem, which means: miss your lover.
I hope you can adopt it.