Senior four is going to graduate, and I want to give him a poem with a hidden head and a hidden tail. His name is Ma Shilin.

Tibetan poetry:

Sit on the bed at once,

Scholars don't necessarily want money.

The Maozhai under the forest is already half inclined.

After all, where is the success?

The industry is flat, and the five lakes are flooded.

Add snow to prosperity with blanket account.

The oil curtain opens first.

Tibetan tail poems:

Three thousand horses were released in the south,

Dressed as half a soldier.

I saw in Hanlin a few years ago,

Hand-held Taoist scriptures have been noted.

Yang Gong was shocked by his unemployment.

Add half of the pea paste wool.

Tiger and leopard have blue oil and flags.

I hope to adopt it.