A selection of Tsangyang Gyatso’s most beautiful love poems

Message: Tsangyang Gyatso is the most representative folk poet in Tibet. He wrote many delicate and sincere poems, among which the most classic It is a Tibetan woodcut version of "The Love Song of Tsangyang Gyatso" in Lhasa. A selection of Tsangyang Gyatso's most beautiful love poems are collected by Inspirational.com. You are welcome to read and collect them. They are especially suitable as love letters to confess your love to your lover.

"That Life"

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Who holds my hand and restrains my madness for half my life;

Who kisses my eyes and covers my half-life wandering;

Who touches my face and comforts my half-life sorrow;

< p> Who carries my heart and melts the frost of my life;

Who holds my shoulders and drives me out of silence for the rest of my life.

Who can call my heart and cover up the misfortune of my life.

Who can abandon me and leave me alone for the rest of my life;

Who can understand my intentions and make me have no regrets in this life;

Who can Help me with an arm that is unparalleled for thousands of years;

Who can pour my heart, an inch of earth is like a void;

Who can bury my sorrow and laugh at the vain world and my heart.

Yi, cover my lips and eliminate the wandering of my previous life;

Yi, hold my arms and eliminate the frivolity of my previous life.

Holding my hand, I will accompany you for thousands of crazy lives;

Kissing your eyes deeply, I will accompany you for endless reincarnations.

Holding my hand, I will protect you from all the hardships of your life;

Kissing my eyes, I will give you a lifetime of affection.

I, holding your jade hand, will take everything you have in this life;

I, stroking your beautiful neck, will protect you from the wind and rain in this life.

Yu, holds the child's green hair, holding the child's love for a lifetime;

Yu, holds the child's hand, and goes to love forever;

Zeng, with The name of my father saves you from sorrow in your life;

Zeng, out of pity for your son, wishes you a safe life!

At that moment, I raised my wind horse, not to pray for blessings, but just to wait for your arrival;

That day, I closed my eyes in the fragrant mist of the Sutra Hall, and suddenly I heard the mantra in your chant;

That night, I listened to Sanskrit singing all night long, not for enlightenment, but just to find a trace of your breath;

That month, I shook all the prayer wheels, not for salvation, just to touch your fingertips;

That year, I kowtowed on the mountain road for a long time, not for the audience, just to stay close to your warmth; < /p>

In that life, I walked around mountains, rivers, and pagodas, not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the way.

At that moment, I ascended to immortality, not for immortality, but just to keep you safe and happy.

"Poem of the Ten Commandments"

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First, it is best not to meet each other. Fall in love.

The second best is not to know each other, so that you don’t miss each other.

Third, it is best not to accompany each other, so that you will not owe each other.

The fourth is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other.

The fifth is that it is best not to fall in love, so that you can not abandon each other.

Sixth, it is best not to face each other, so that we can not meet.

The seventh is that it is best not to be incompatible with each other, so that there will be no negative consequences.

The eighth is best not to agree to each other, so that there will be no continuity.

Ninth, it is best not to depend on each other, so you can not depend on each other.

The tenth best thing is not to meet each other, so you don’t have to get together.

But we know each other once we have seen each other. It is better to see each other than not.

Ande and you are inseparable, so we don’t have to worry about lovesickness in life and death.

"Seeing and Not Seeing"

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You see me, or you don't see me

I am right there

Neither sad nor happy

You miss me, or you don’t miss me

Love is there

No coming, no going

You love me, or you don’t love me

Love is there

Neither increasing nor decreasing

You follow me, or you don’t follow me

My hand is in yours

Never give up

Come into my arms

Or

Let me live in your heart

Love each other silently

Silently rejoice

"Ask the Buddha"

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Living in the Potala Palace,

I am the biggest king in the snowy land.

Wandering on the streets of Lhasa,

I am the most beautiful lover in the world.

The one with Magi Ami is more vivid.

I am afraid that being sentimental will harm my holy life.

I am afraid of falling in love when I enter the mountain.

The world is safe and secure, and

I will not let you down if I live up to the Tathagata.

I finally understood,

There is a kind of thought in the world,

that cannot be described in words,

rough and sad.

Thousands of echoes are intertwined,

What is waiting is persistence,

persistence.

Just like the plateau under the moonlight,

A faint and foolish smile[].

The glitz and glamor of the smile has disappeared, and the moonlight is like washing;

The smile has passed away quietly, and thousands of flying flowers are flying.

Who is the gently trembling lily,

Under your clear brilliance, it remains unchanged forever.

Who has those burning eyes,

Climbing up in your nod.

Distant sadness,

passes through thousands of mountains and rivers.

Even if the wind on the plateau,

cannot blow away,

the persistent back.

Even if the frost before morning,

cannot melt,

the warmth in my heart.

You stay quietly under the moon,

Come quietly.

I asked the Buddha: Why not give all women the beauty of being ashamed of flowers and moonlight?

Buddha said: It is just a flash in the pan, used to blind the eyes of the world.

There is no beauty that can compare with a pure and loving heart.

I put it It is given to every woman, but some people make her covered with ashes.

I asked Buddha: Why are there so many regrets in the world?

Buddha said: This is a whirling world, whirling is both regret and regret.

Without regret, no matter how much happiness is given to you, you will not experience happiness.

I asked Buddha: How to make people’s hearts no longer feel lonely?

Buddha said: Every heart is born lonely and incomplete.

Most of them spend their lives with this kind of disability.

Only because of the ability to When its perfect other half meets,

Either you miss it through negligence or you have lost the qualification to own it.

I asked Buddha: What should I do if I meet someone I can love, but I am afraid that I can’t grasp it?

Buddha said: How much love should be left in the world to welcome the thousands of changes in the world;

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Do happy things with lovers,

Don’t ask whether it is calamity or destiny.

I asked Buddha: How can I be as wise as you?

The Buddha said: Buddhas are people in the past, and people are future Buddhas.

I was once as innocent as you.

I asked Buddha: Why does it always snow when I am sad?

Buddha said: Winter is about to pass, keep some memories.

I asked Buddha: Why is it a night that I don’t care about every time it snows?

Buddha said: People always miss a lot of real beauty when they are not paying attention.

I asked Buddha: Will it snow in a few days?

Buddha said: Don’t just focus on this season and miss this winter.

I use all the roads in the world,

to go backwards,

to go back and forth from where I came.

Just as

the moon returns to the center of the lake,

the wild crane rushes to the idle clouds,

I step into you,

Then

A heavy snow sealed everyone's mouths.

That woman,

is covered with endless spring beauty,

where her eyes shine, there are flowers and plants;

smile When she opened it, there were mountains and rivers;

But the glowing turquoise stone

reflected the fate of her life.

She sat deep in herself to avoid evil. ,

After getting up, she will miss those who misunderstood her.

With a wave of her hand,

the six-dust realm was filled with flower seeds she sowed.

The sunset confirms the selfless wisdom of the snow-capped mountains.

Love is as dazzlingly white as the Brahma heart.

After parting, the evening breeze still treasures her vows. .

The green grass in the vows has long since withered.

There is no difference between near and far.

The farthest thing in the world is no farther than love from another life.

< p> No matter how close you are, you can never be closer than yourself.

At this time, there was a faint sound of pipa in the distance,

It was her playing,

But it wasn't played for me.

"I will live up to the Tathagata and live up to you"

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Beauty is not born from the womb, but should be grown from peach blossom trees.

I hate that peach blossoms fall easily, and fallen flowers are more sentimental than yours.

Practice stillness, movement and contemplation in quiet time, and see your lover hanging before your eyes.

If you use this intention to learn the Tao, what is the difficulty in becoming a Buddha?

We are of the same mind and have a long-term relationship. Although this life is short and lingering,

The day I meet you again will be a young man in the wind under the jade tree.

Not observing birth and death and impermanence, but heading towards death in reincarnation.

Extremely smart and worldly wise, I lament that he is always confused here.

The wild horse on the mountain is difficult to tame, and even if it is trapped by the machine, it cannot control him.

I lament that my magical powers are empty and full, and I cannot tame the person beside my pillow.

I want to lean against the green window and accompany you, but I regret my misguided life.

I have the intention to go to the jungle with my begging bowl, but I have no feelings for the beauty.

Sitting quietly and practicing contemplation, my eyes will be opened, and I will pray to the Three Jewels to come to the spiritual platform.

Have you ever seen the saints in the contemplation? Don't invite your lover but come by yourself.

Go to the mountain to pay homage to a Taoist monk, and ask the guru for explanation.

There is no inspection for the longing for lovesickness, and the desire to love you.

I once worried that being sentimental would harm my holy life, and when I entered the mountains, I was afraid that I would miss the beautiful city.

The world is safe with both Dharma, and I will live up to the Tathagata and live up to Qing Cangyang Gyatso's collection of poems. Tsang Yang Gyatso's famous sayings A selection of Tsangyang Gyatso's most beautiful love poems