Give me a Tibetan poem.

Thorns can sting, but they are hard to bully. Be a man with ambition.

Roses are red and fragrant and need green leaves to support them.

Rose thorn white clouds

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.

The clouds are light and the wind is light. Don't worry about anything.

Half a thatched cottage is covered with bamboo forests,

When you drop a drop of water, you will see the ice.

The rain is still heavy and the spring breeze is slow.

Rest in the sofa room at noon.

The trace of moss has become a new imprint,

It turned out to be painstaking.

-Tibetan poetry/

Don't forget the past from here,

I often worry about traveling around the world.

Weeds are still homesick,

Because it is sincere and lasting.

Love is so lingering,

More pregnant with the moon in other places.

-Tibetan poetry/A girl without sadness

Seven things for farmers to open the door, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

If Zen is quiet, everything is light, and inaction is more common in bodhi flowers.

Deep valley orchids are silent and don't think about wind and sand.

-Tibetan poetry/happy orchids are always awake.

Heaven and earth are ruthless, and rain and snow are more impermanent.

The flowing clouds turn with the wind, and the plum blossoms are fragrant.

Send you/hide a famous sentence, the world will last forever.

The network is ethereal and affectionate.

Theoretically, give advice to students.

Naive and spoony,

Solution prudential virtual wind several times.

Alas, the world is often chaotic,

Semi-conscious and semi-unconscious.

doggerel

The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.

The color of rain connects mountains and rivers, and you can see the heights.

Peace of mind is like water, and troubles are swept away.

Accustomed to the way of the world, sages are proud of the ages.

And I'm glad to meet you, and the internet can't stop me.

With true feelings, heaven can be speechless.

Tibetan poetry. Wu Yu

Li shengxin

Peach and plum are in spring, and the mountains and rivers reflect the morning light.

Not only willow color, but also falling face like powder.

Welcome new flowers and leave old feelings like water.

He is a good brother and is together again today.

Speaking of situations, you are drunk.

Years have passed and I have missed my loved ones for a long time.

week

Three friends are cold, pine, bamboo and plum, and spring returns to spring.

Loyal, heirloom poetry and calligraphy should be able to work hard in the next generation.

I like to see everything in the world, and the sages never die.

Let's talk about the thousand-year history of the Spring and Autumn Period. No one can explain the smell.

Yongqing He

Heaven and earth are grey, and hundreds of rivers converge into a big river.

There is no end to the sun and the moon.

Pure and pure, love doesn't hurt.

Don't read the world of mortals, write calligraphy.

Write out your feelings and eulogize the prosperity of the country.

the Chen Dynasty

The imperial guards are serialized, and there are more Liuquan books.

If you want to choose a fox demon, this is the world.

A tiger hides a mountain stream, and a mother crosses the road.

In the crisis of disaster relief, the figures of gratitude are vivid.

Life is often missed and it is hard to be humiliated.

Reading can be refurbished, and writing new poems can be arbitrary.

A little blessing

Zhouyi is the first scripture, divining the world.

Classics exist for thousands of years, and communication is in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Wealth should be enjoyed, but poverty should not be worried.

The sea can accept hundreds of rivers and the rivers are rolling.

Broad-minded and healthy, without desire or desire.

Wang Hongjun

The king's demeanor is there, why are you afraid of foreign thieves?

Two Wan Li, a red journey, and an arduous joke.

The army and the people are closely United, and the wilderness opens a new road.

A thousand years of history is in the palm of your hand, and China draws great plans.

Xie nianhua

In the old society, Wang thanked Yan and flew to the homes of ordinary people.

Flowers are almost the same every year, and today peaches, reds, willows and greens have grown.

Fahua has climbed the temple, and the old horse is too busy to love.

I once recalled that I had no regrets when I was young, and now I have a son under my knee.

Zhang Jianshan

Draw spring mountains with plain paper, and then write warblers and swallows around willows.

Make contributions and defend the country.

There is blood between the north and the south, and China doesn't want to wait.

Once I go back to my hometown to accompany my parents, my goal is to have money and a good home.

Li Hua March Mountain is covered with snow, and the willows are drizzling, and tourists have a rest.

The people's livelihood is rich, the country is rich and strong, and the mountains and rivers are picturesque.

The spring breeze melts into rain clouds, and the waves behind the Yangtze River chase the waves before.

The star arch is concentric with the north, and there are many heroes in the sky.

Tibetan Poetry/CoCo Lee

Hou Feng came back early, so don't worry about it.

When I was a child, I used to make bamboo and horses in the village lane.

Huifeng returned to his hometown accompanied by Yangliu.

And heaven remains our neighbourhood, I hope you can return my native land.

At that time, I loved the border, but my heart is still hanging today.

Reunited with old ideas, it is more natural to laugh.

Youth should be permanent, and a beautiful image is old.

Years are meaningless, and the Ming Dynasty is like a full moon.

-people who join the army should not miss the beautiful scenery and customs outside after making achievements, and should go home early to reunite with their loved ones. Don't forget your childhood companions and friends. Although it is hard to imagine life in the army in the past, it is still very fast. The reunion of comrades-in-arms can make everyone hope that their friends will always be as young as themselves. Although the years are ruthless, I still hope that we can meet again after decades.

Tibetan personal name poems

Luoyang peony is the king of the world,

Cabbage, Yao Huang, with smoke clouds.

Just as the moon in Wang Yang is like snow,

Several people write and draw.

Get to know your hometown one day,

Mengshan Spring City is too noisy.

king

Wu Qixiong

Sages often associate, not because of poverty and humiliation.

We should link the past with the future, and respect history is not retro.

Heroes rejuvenate the country, and heroes are a generation.

Xiang shoukun

I should regret that I didn't go to Xiang Zhuang at the Hongmen banquet and went to Hanwang.

The founding of the people's Republic of China and the promotion of commerce should be based on the aspiration to learn from the Western Zhou Dynasty and destroy the Shang Dynasty.

It is appropriate to designate the remaining brave as Gan Kun and teach China that there is no ghost.

journey

Cheng men had a snowy dream and worked hard.

Pine and cypress are proud and cold, and plum and bamboo are affectionate.

A swan in the sky goes to Wan Li Road to serve the country. plum

Peach and plum were spring again yesterday, and the moonlight in my hometown is brighter today.

The beautiful scenery has been difficult to stop since ancient times, and the river does not look back.

If you are willing to walk under your feet, there will be no time to grieve for autumn tomorrow.

Wang Jinying

In the Spring and Autumn Period, the King of Qi declared war on Qin.

Heroes have been in history for thousands of years, and they have unique achievements in building emperors.

Wang Xiulan

Yao Huang, the king of Wei Zihua, Luoyang has been looking for his hometown for a long time.

Everywhere bees and butterflies dance with flowers, and the gorgeous colors are lush and thriving.

I remember that Chunlan opened silently, and I thought of the silent fragrance.

Snow is flying all over the sky and sand is flying in the desert.

The silver reflects the heavens and the earth, and the ancient city has long been without China.

Nirvana is gone, and the couple are looking forward to going home.

Baby language today, why do you think it's the end of the world?

I wanted to go to Japan when I was a child, but now I have no time to think about it.

-Tibetan poetry/in vain. Nivard

"Weak orchids, life is like summer flowers, life is like a dream" was born in a valley, weak but fragrant, and several strands of orchids flew around.

Like a song, what is the bitterness of life? The fragrance floats in the wild and is drunk in the heart.

Xia He is still ashamed of her beauty, and she loves Moonracer deeply.

Flowers bloom in Wu Ye, and bees and butterflies swarm.

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he likes. Being pregnant is like looking for it in a dream.

Li Hua March Mountain is covered with snow, and the willows are drizzling, and tourists have a rest.

The people's livelihood is rich, the country is rich and strong, and the mountains and rivers are picturesque.

Spring breeze melts into rain clouds, and the waves behind the Yangtze River chase the waves before.

The star arch is concentric with the north, and there are many heroes in the sky.

Tibetan Poems/Wang Limin Hong Jun

The king's demeanor is there, why are you afraid of foreign thieves?

Two Wan Li, a red journey, and an arduous joke.

The army and the people are closely United, and the wilderness opens a new road.

A thousand years of history is in the palm of your hand, and China draws great plans.

the Chen Dynasty

The imperial guards are serialized, and there are more Liuquan books.

If you want to choose a fox demon, this is the world.

A tiger hides a mountain stream, and a mother crosses the road.

In the crisis of disaster relief, the figures of gratitude are vivid.

Life is often missed and it is hard to be humiliated.

Reading can be refurbished, and writing new poems can be arbitrary.

week

Three friends are cold, pine, bamboo and plum, and spring returns to spring.

Loyal, heirloom poetry and calligraphy should be able to work hard in the next generation.

I like to see everything in the world, and the sages never die.

Let's talk about the thousand-year history of the Spring and Autumn Period. No one can explain the smell.

There are many beautiful things in the world, and logistics is really abundant.

Lin Yu hid in the mountains and saw the light in one day.

Looking forward to my hometown.

There are several osmanthus flowers in the autumn wind, and autumn chrysanthemums sprinkle orange.

The spring city is full of lotus flowers, and the whole water is long.

Warm garden flowers are rewarded, and wine is poured in case of flowers.

Birds are singing in the bamboo forest outside the canal, and the peach blossoms in front of the court are particularly fragrant.

There are several osmanthus flowers in the autumn wind, and autumn chrysanthemums sprinkle orange.

The spring city is full of lotus flowers, and the whole water is long.

-Tibetan poetry/forest

The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.

The color of rain connects mountains and rivers, and you can see the heights.

Peace of mind is like water, and troubles are swept away.

Accustomed to the way of the world, sages are proud of the ages.

And I'm glad to meet you, and the internet can't stop me.

With true feelings, heaven can be speechless.

Tibetan poetry. Wu Yu

After the rain, the rainbow is in the sky. Who will practice colorful clouds?

The fairy in Yaochi danced in a dress, and Confucius said that it would be half a day off today.

Bodhi in the South China Sea has come, and flowers are everywhere in the four seasons.

When can I accompany the immortal, roll the world of mortals and watch carefully.

_ ≤ Rainbow Fairy ≥/Tibetan Poem. A poem.

Frozen Kyushu, lonely wind in the desert

The ice is clear and the moon is cold, and homesickness is hard to collect.

Caragana is lush and healthy.

Lemon is mellow and full of old love.

Bingbing lemon

Climbing high and stretching between heaven and earth, the long river turns a hundred times.

One day when I was here for nine days, the white clouds were gray and hovering.

I can't let go of my childhood memories, but when I go home, I will come back.

Zhang Keer

Climbing high and stretching between heaven and earth, the long river turns a hundred times.

One day when I was here for nine days, the white clouds were gray and hovering.

I can't let go of my childhood memories, but when I go home, I will come back.

Pang Jing

The mighty sky is 900 revolutions, and the mainstay covers the sky;

Watch the long river run, ride the wind and waves;

The sun, the moon and the stars are popular, and they like to be idle in Songtao Mountain.

Fate is shoulder to shoulder with you, and Chunfeng is very happy today;

Unmarried Dongfeng smiles at peaches and plums, and Claudia's leaves are everywhere;

West wing waiting for Qin Yue to ring; Talking and laughing, looking at ChanJuan.

Zhai Heping

Jumping, singing and praying for peace;

Harmony and sound are beautiful, and Chunshan is painted with strokes;

Peace and tranquility, coquettish for hundreds of years;

Food and clothing should be remembered, and farming should not be idle;

Aspiring to laugh at swans and fall into the sky;

Spring and autumn are endless, and the great river is gone forever.

Plain lotus flowers are like ice, and the seas run dry and the rocks crumble.

The sky is boundless, and the wanderer is homesick for a long time.

Spring rains and apricot blossoms fall,

Wild peach blossoms are common after rain.

Clouds spread in the eastern sky,

Rainbow is like a bridge across the west.

-Clouds. Rainbow after rain/

My road twists and turns, through the sheltered depression, peaches and plums marry the east wind.

Gorgeous women rushed to come, smiling faces were all hibiscus.

More self-restraint, raise your hand and shoot the spring and autumn.

Centennial anniversary, golden wedding to send affection.

Beautify the road of life, smile at a hundred shadows.

Qu Yan

Purple half-open hedge chrysanthemum is quiet,

Colors are like gold and silver.

Let a hundred flowers blossom, Ao Shuang Branch,

Harmony changes tourists. Purple lily

You don't have to weigh everything,

What happened to the sun and the moon flying so fast?

The small world is with you,

Ziyun's poem says, don't panic.

Jin ri Xiao zi

Climbing high and stretching between heaven and earth,

Watching Xia Hong for a long time.

Yi river and Pingping flow eastward,

When will the homesickness complex return?

-Zhang Xia/Yihe Small Water Drops

Feng carefully wrote three words for fear of greed and stability.

Call south and leave Sao forever, and the style of writing is passed down from generation to generation.

The afterglow of the sunset left a lingering aftertaste, and you can't wait to be leisurely. Feng

Cao Zhou Peony is called the "Flower King", leading the dance of spring flowers.

The four seasons are fragrant, and ladies are dressed up.

Comb your hair and look at the window, and visitors will feel homesick.

king

The spring breeze gently sends kites,

Xia Lian is rocking and dancing.

When autumn chrysanthemum crab roe,

Winter plum blooms with bamboo cold.

-A dusty past

Red flag spectrum. Zhao Yan Hao Ying "

Zhao Yan Hao Ying fought bravely against the enemy, and the war was thousands of miles away.

The boy went to war to collect rapids, but he protected his family and founded the country lightly and powerfully.

Clever and clever, he will never return it unless he drives away the thief.

—— Zhao Xiaocong/in a hurry

Alone in a tall building, the nightingale sings the treetops.

Life is too short to cherish fate, there is no need to secretly shed tears.

Last night, there was no piano in the Red Chamber, and there were no flowers to be buried.

Du yihualan

Tao Li Chunfeng came back again today, and relatives and friends came again yesterday.

Where autumn geese go south, flowers bloom everywhere.

My heart flew to Zhao Yan early, and the moonlight in my hometown felt very close.

Green water and green mountains are all there,

Tea gardens are still natural.

The hut was brightly lit,

Ni Shao fried the pot.

Green tea puree

Water flows away like a cloud,

Clear heart.

Icebergs melt early,

The heart flies with rosy clouds.

Crystal Bingxin

This article is original,

Meditate on your hometown worries.

The charming scenery of Gu Song,

Spring and autumn are simple.

Quiet temperament

A small wind chime hangs in front of the window, and the homesickness of that year has gone away.

The moon leaks into the west, the nightingale cries softly, and the night breaks.

Wanderers have no choice but to lie in the green shed, when will their homeland return?

Small bell

Find a line, everything is under your eyes.

The scene in the dream is far away, and we have already reunited after waking up.

-Dreaming.

Heavy snow covered Song Mei in succession, and the rustling bamboo shadows loomed at night.

Mountains and rivers add beauty to Wan Li. How many people can the Zen forest plant trees?

Destiny meets thousands of miles, and life is not spring.

-Song Ping Xiu

Luoyang peony is the king of the world,

Cabbage, Yao Huang, with smoke clouds.

When the moon fairy floats,

Nishang dance shines brilliantly.

Fairy Xia Zi

Yao Huang is a beautiful country, enjoying the glory every year.

Wild geese fly away on cloudy days, and the autumn wind is accompanied by chrysanthemum fragrance.

Huaying, like spring, should be cherished, so don't be busy when the sun and the moon are gone.

Guo yunying

Du Yu reported the dawn of spring, catkins flying and drizzling.

Xuankai is happy to see Yan Nanlai, and the jade people teach oral sex.

Plum blossoms were in winter just now, but now they are in full bloom.

Wanderers always miss their mother and often take letters home.

Half a thatched cottage is covered with bamboo forests,

When you drop a drop of water, you will see the ice.

The rain is still heavy and the spring breeze is slow.

Rest in the sofa room at noon.

The trace of moss has become a new imprint,

It turned out to be painstaking.

-Tibetan poetry/

The willow leaves in Liu Xiuying fluttered in the rain for thousands of feet, and the peach blossoms obliquely took a puff of smoke.

Xiushui flows eastward, and the spring city is in the middle of the mountain.

Yan Ying's golden colors are colorful, while bamboo is green.

The wind is rustling and the snow is raining.

Flowers bloom and fall, and tourists come to Lido.

There are several clusters of red plums floating,

The bamboo is half open.

Fengxue liren

Wu Gang cut Guangxi to live in the Moon Palace, but he listened to the Jade Rabbit pound the pestle.

Why did Chang 'e feel lonely if she didn't steal the fairy medicine?

Nanmu is as expensive as pearl jade, and osmanthus fragrance floats to send autumn wind.

Wu Ruonan/Tibetan Famous Poems

The dog swallowed it several times,

We can meet again in a few years.

It's hard to patrol today,

I hope my new friends can get ahead.

Tiangou's long-cherished wish

The lonely moon hangs like a hook,

I swam alone for nine days.

The earth is not sad,

Meiying is accompanied by Yan Xuan.

The treasure is hidden in a deep stream.

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

The willow hangs by the water, and the reflection is acacia.

Affectionate and often concerned, whispering and loving poetry.

The blue sky sends homesickness and only hopes to go home.

-Tibetan poetry/deep blue sea water.

On both sides of yi river, the spring breeze rises, willows sway and people are buzzing.

Richard dragged her skirt to listen to birds singing. She was worried that Chu would stand still and think of you.

Comb your hair at the window, and when you look up, you will see weeping willows.

May the immortal go today, and there will be spring willows on the river bank for a few days.

Hongmei Xiuchun

There are flowers in spring, bright moon in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter.

Lotus fragrance sends you away everywhere, remember the village chief singing children's songs?

Have a graceful demeanour Jiao Na came over, lowered her head and spent a few flowers beside her temple.

On both sides of yi river, the spring breeze rises, willows sway and people are buzzing.

Richard dragged her skirt to listen to birds singing. She was worried that Chu would stand still and think of you.

Comb your hair at the window, and when you look up, you will see weeping willows.

May the immortal go today, and there will be spring willows on the river bank for a few days.

There are flowers in spring, moons in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter.

Lotus fragrance sends you away everywhere, remember the village chief singing children's songs?

Have a graceful demeanour Jiao Na came over, lowered her head and spent a few flowers beside her temple.

What is life like a play? Ordinary people often meditate.

Mo Wei's twists and turns depend on hard work, and the lights at night are even more chicken ribs.

Nostalgia is the most emotional thing, and Bing Xin remains the same in the jade pot.

Indulge in poetry, and the wanderer will return to his hometown.

Ying Ge is green and sunny, sending you away.

The lake and moonlight are as beautiful as yesterday. Where is the loving mother still missing?

There are eight immortals in the East China Sea, and a few iron turns are poured into the gourd.

Charming and charming, there are cave guests, but also fairy goddesses.

Different divine powers, but women have heroic feelings.

-Brewmaster

Luoyang, the king of flowers, is more beautiful than dancing in Yaotai.

The plum trees are interlaced with each other and smile like a lotus in the sunshine.

This life is destined to be beautiful, and the Ming Dynasty will surely enjoy prosperity.

-Tibetan poems/Wang Li

Generous, open-minded,

Stride out of my hometown.

A horseshoe is missing,

The sun shines on the other side of the sea.

Be complacent and not discouraged,

The Ming Dynasty triumphed, singing and laughing.

Tibetan Poetry/Vast Ocean

The breeze brings spring, and the bamboo forest welcomes sunshine.

Floating in Shuang Yan and in the rain?

-The bamboo flutters/

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The bamboo leaves beside the Gao Jie Pavilion are green, and the fragrance leans on the spring breeze.

Yan Wen's seven steps into a new poem, the grass is full of flowers.

The style of the article is eternal, and working at night is more learned.

Thousands of trees spend the Lantern Festival night, but the spring breeze comes early.

Yulong flies in the sky,

The Yellow River has flowed eastward for 90,000 years.

The sun rises, the sun shines,

Ancient hometown, when will the sunshine return?

Catkins fly in the wind and never return.

Taoyuan avoids troubled times, and Wuling has a cave.

Never drifting on water, how can you forget your hometown?

Acquaintance is like duckweed, but friendship is predestined.

-Piaoping

Plum blossoms, like clouds, are as fragrant as ever.

The national color is comparable, and it smells natural.

Winter goes and spring comes, but friendship lasts longer.

-Plum blossoms are fluttering

Dreaming of my hometown,

Fantasy trips are hard to be together.

You can do whatever you want,

I am homesick.

-Dream Sea Heart