The Snowline Of Himalayas Poem by Cui Gya

Lu You's poem of yesterday had gone
Flying snow into spring becomes a lonely poem note
Today's happiness is not in singing plum blossom
And those avalanche desires
Linger on and off the snow line
The southern slope of Himalayas can be marked
Helicopter assisted climbing can save effort
Excellent equipment can withstand snowstorm
If we can surpass this kind of white
You' will get mental morphine and pride
Residual pollution
Just leave it under the snow or below the snow line
Nothing is higher than the desire of conquer
It's higher than Everest
The snow line is also forced to rise
The rest of the mountain is naked
Carrying pollution