Kneel down and beg Ye Chenhui, I love your Tibetan poems, and beg all the handsome guys and beautiful women to appear in one poem. Ye Chenhui, I love you.

There is love in autumn when leaves fall.

Its moments of beauty are dancing.

How can I repay your kindness?

A deep smile, lingering.

Three lives are predestined friends, and love is boundless.

Passion and true feelings will catch you.

Seeing your sincere words, I will create an original oblique Tibetan poem for you for free, hehe. I wish you happiness!