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Summary. Flying all over the sky means a good harvest. Two ears of rice are flying all over the sky, and nine acres of corn are more than 10,000 catties. A hoe and a sickle will yield well.

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The answer to the question you asked is here: The 291 Tibetan head poem is the 28th generation of hidden potatoes and the old man buried in the west, and the cuckoo in Jiujiang in March. A little red clothes out of the emerald <>

Tibetan poems, also known as "Tibetan head grids", are a kind of miscellaneous poems, and their biggest feature is that "the words that can be separated into short sentences are embedded in a certain part of the poem". [Smile before the micro] [Smile spine].

The answer to your question is here: 291 Tibetan poems have two ears of rice flying all over the sky, and nine acres of cotton are more than 10,000 catties. A hoe and a sickle will yield well.

There are three forms of Tibetan poems: first, the first couplet and the second couplet of the six sentences are all about the scenery and traces, without breaking the theme, and the theme is not pointed out until the connection; the second is to hide the first word of the poem in the last word; The third is to hide what is said at the beginning of the poem. The third of these is the most common. <>

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Two ears of rice are flying all over the sky, and nine acres of cotton are more than 10,000 catties. A hoe and a sickle will yield well.

This one is changing.

I don't have cotton here, I have corn, soybeans, rice.

What does it mean to fly all over the sky.

Flying all over the sky means a good harvest. Two ears of rice are flying all over the sky, and nine acres of corn are more than 10,000 catties. A hoe and a sickle will yield well.

A bright future.

The two of them helped each other with the same forest bird.

How is it possible to be half-hearted.

It extends in all directions to the north and south.

Five blessings are coming to the door, and the house is full of blessings.

Six animals are prosperous, and the family is prosperous.

Seven stars twinkled.

The wind and rain in all directions are not afraid.

Nine clouds at the top of the clouds.

Perfect, the heart is flying.

Indomitable and proud.

Thousands of mountains and rivers are just waiting for leisure.

All the best carnival.

Friend, I'm on a mission, hope!

Tibetan poems. Half of the lake fields are barren, and the beginning of the six righteousness is glowing at night.

Five years of sand tail white-headed new, seven weirs, eight doors and sixty squares.

Lingling herbs are harvested in the rain, and the dog days are as cool as autumn.

The four feasts are full of laughter and laughter, and the colorful magnolia boat.

Although the seven levels have been defeated, the seven ancestors have been handed down to the holy traces.

Tibetan tail poem. Those who have a heart for things must be two, and Zhongzi Yanyue is sixteen years old.

How do you know that this year is one hundred and fifteen, and the year of Plantagenet is seventeen.

The decaying sideburns are zero from the sick leaves, and the gainers are two or three out of ten.

There are thirty-four beads on the sleeves, but I don't know that this year is one hundred and fifteen.

I didn't realize that he was forty-seven years old, and he was killed or injured sixteen or seventeen years old.

Tibetan poems in the middle.

Only then can [two] thirteen households be released, and [six] can be transported by the road.

Reminiscing about the year ten [five] learning to construct a building, don't be ten [seven] today white.

The flowers float from the [zero] day, and there is a singing [three] sigh.

Twenty [four] achievements, three, three, five [five] concentric.

Each husband saves money with [seven] ten, and ten people return to the lower spring with six [seven].

Twenty-one spring breeze.

Liuhe is still clear.

The subtleties of the five elements.

The Seven Treasures are solemnly formed.

Scattered heroes.

The Three Jewels are from the gods.

Famous places from all over the world.

The five tyrants have risen one after another.

Colorful into articles.

Qisong talks about Shiliang.

The two tigers will compete with each other in the mountains, and the six monkeys will be inseparable from each other.

It was late at the foot of Wutai Mountain, and I saw a kite in seven up and eight down.

Scattered into mud and tears, crying silently.

Suddenly a cool breeze rose on all sides, and the blue water of the five lakes was sparkling.

Qixi Festival was originally Valentine's Day, and seven couples got together to fall in love.

Ertong defeated the moon Jiangnan landscape road.

Three times Ruijing is happy.

The four seas fish dragon leaps over the water spirit.

Five blessings and blessings are laid on the ground.

Two or three famous places can be bosom friends.

Three days of success out of the group.

Four happiness and health are blessings.

The front of Wufeng Tower is envious and the moon is new.

Twenty-six hours are so happy.

Three gold and smelt into a treasure.

Forty years of friendship.

Five-year-old children are new to school.

Two sub-books of the sun and moonlight.

The three spring factions opened the flowers and grass hall Yu Fang.

Four o'clock equinox spring is good.

Five Elements Da Bai Yi Jing Zhuang.

Second, the harvest year is a happy country.

Three peaks under the article Bo.

The heart of the four seas is the bright moon.

The five pillars are like Ma Fubo.

In the past 20 years, the wind has been turbulent, and 3,000 miles have entered the painting. When will the night of the Quartet end, and the five-flowered horses will be in the west and east.

A glass of turbid wine, a wisp of care, five weeping silk jasper, four thatched cottages win the rivers and mountains, four acres of thin fields, and the sunset is harvested.

Once out of the ambition to rest, overnight to retreat physical and mental leisure.

The five willow poets are jealous of ghosts and gods, and the six disasters are endless.

The world is big, how can it be home?

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One mountain after another.

A light boat.

Five miles of wandering.

Four o'clock to pay.

The wind has calmed down on all sides.

A dream is full of flowers.

How many things are in a lifetime.

Five flavors into the empty throat.

South winds rise in June.

Eight directions are oblivion and stay.

I'm upstairs and flying from my dreams. Change "The wind has been quiet on all sides, and a dream is full of flowers" to "Four looks at the beginning of the snow, and a flower is full of buildings".

Hidden head: One person has Qingzhao Minlai, and he has been there for three or five years.

The new makeup of one day throws away the old one, and the four seasons have their own ups and downs.

Five nights of love with the twilight rain, two eight Chanjuan embankment girl.

Scattered and difficult, but negative.

Tibet: One of them gets six or seven, and the three huans are forced to mourn the public.

Defend the screen all the way for Jingdong, and the southeast is four miles away.

There are ninety-five flying dragons on his back, and there are two taxes that are too heavy.

The family is drifting on the water.

Hidden Tail: And the number of people who feel it is one, and the gainer is two or three out of ten.

Although it is not one in 10,000, the ancient ones who died in the world are four.

Sincerely know that there are three or five near and far, and Zheng Qian has two of the three absolute monarchs.

Swallow the sound and weep and tear.