I love you a Tibetan poem.

I think the wise men since ancient times

I really love you all my life.

You were young when you came here.

Weishan road enters Qingyun

Whispering is a close call.

I am at leisure with heaven and earth.

Cherish undressing and be kind to teenagers.

Where do you live, north or south?

The breeze and drizzle are very sweet.

The green belt is romantic and full of Sichuan.

I'm Ren Huang Saint Tian Ge Di.

It is pleasant to love writing articles.

You treat me with a long heart.

Wei Yun started smoking at one o'clock.

Microscopic things don't have much soil distribution.

I live in a leisurely world.

Love and respect are as real as children are to their fathers.

Your generation is full of glory.

The micro-official Meiyin is also graceful and restrained.

The breeze will dispel the summer heat.

I want to live together for a long time.

Aiko, the breeze is blowing on the ground.

You play for Huang Lingfeng's music

Xu Lai is breezy and swallows are clear.

Cool weather is like autumn.

I love the old days of Lin Quan.

Aishantang Xia Yongmeng

You tell heaven your heart

The breeze suddenly turned cold.

Wind-resistant strength of micro-coastal nylon towel

My family envies each other.

I really love you and will never change.

Qi Jingang, who are you?

Light snow still prevents warm weather.

The breeze is quiet and the fragrance is far away.

I have cool breezes and high festivals.

Love mountain must be loved by the people.

You pass the new book.

The branches of the fretting wind are very beautiful.

Whispering softly touches the mystery.

When I think, I will smell and learn.

Love to taste the words of beauty and snow

When you come to the secular world, you like to become old.

Micro-sum is the first branch in ten thousand years.

When Wei Liangxi arrived in early autumn,

We must meet safely.

Ailang is brave and strong.

You gave all your kindness.

The little official was tied up in a high pavilion.

I bowed my head to pay tribute to Long song.