Ask for a good white Tibetan poem!

The trees are covered with frost.

When will the rain and dew come,

This car is an impact on the original.

Snow is far away,

Lin Biao will go by himself.

The rain is wet and the hair is green.

It's easy to roll back.

White apples rise from the wind,

It's dusk in the forest and birds are flying.

Rain and dew come from a little bit. Well,

Sick and strong, the road is deep.

The white dew is full of leaves,

The breeze in the forest is waiting for the plums to fall.

Rain and a night of autumn waves are wide.

This mountain is rainy and snowy.

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