There are spring clouds around Wuwei Cave.

Ling frost spell clock,

The sky is returning from this road.

High status, shelter from the wind and rain,

If you are gambling, you must gamble.

But seeing the situation now,

Dare to deeply and strictly fight against poetry.

Fighting with Prime Minister Liu Quli,

You see white sunlight like an arrow.

I'm tired of drinking sheep spring water,

Shijing Maotang has been up to now.

The monks in Toubaishan knew all the difficulties.

The love fairy without medicine lives in poverty.

You lead the way to explore the meaning,

Guests who know how to open and close.

If we can cross Yingying Han River,

Han Sheng and Cui Dong Xiangyun.

Chixi Renchen's Tibetan poems, I hope the landlord likes them!