Cai Wei's Tibetan Happy Birthday Poems

In front of the Wild Goose Peak in Chibei, Cai Lun,

Autumn is slightly cool and dew.

Born to be hated, embroidered with loneliness,

Flowers and birds return at dusk.

Ride the jade dragon, carve it,

Yuefu all preach Chinese.

Su Xiaofeng fell in love with Cai,

The dragonfly went up into the sky.

Spirit carries virtue and generosity,

360 days a year.

Flamingos with red scales burn quickly,

Sheng zeyang and yi banquet.

Cai Yong majored in Chinese history,

Yu Yan is still alive.

Ever since he gave birth to mesh silk,

It stopped that day.

Climb up the tall pavilion quickly,

Qian Qiu's music is not over.