A breathtaking confession of Tibetan poems

Let's wait until the wind is warm under the tree and the cicadas sing for three years before we meet again.

I wrote three lines. Where is the right place to hide love? Can you tell at a glance?

I have never known what I like and why I like it. Your appearance gave me the answer.

I am in the mountains and seas, love is in the river, and you are in the clouds.

I've crossed the sun, the moon, the mountains and the seas, seen the stars all over the sky, and thought about Qian Shan. You're still the best scenery in my eyes.

I don't want to stay here. Life and death are not natural, so is my heart, and my love is not as good as yours.

It's not up to me to be born in the world, and the earth rejoices with the sky at sunrise. Where can a swift horse find new love? I will never tire of it just for you.

I'm looking for bamboo and horses to travel in the dust. I'm glad to see plum blossoms blooming alone, and I'm extremely happy with the east wind. You seem to be destined to come from an old friend.

I write romance as a book. I'm sure I will live up to this pot of wine in the depths of the misty mountains. Would you like to watch the sunset and sunrise with me?

In late spring, the night is cool, so it's quiet. It's better to be in the middle of autumn, and dreams and souls are all in the window.

I love the flowers all over the sky, and I love the light snow in the winter morning. Do you feel the same way?

I thought it over. Love is like a star in the sky, and you are my star.

I don't know how to express what I want to say. Love is always hidden in my eyes, but you don't know it's still in my heart.

I'm a secret flower field, and I like to see white clouds and stars all over the sky. You just passed me.

I'm so bored. I don't have love. You are stupid.

I don't know how to express what I want to say. Love is always hidden in my eyes, but you don't know it is also hidden in this poem.