Please give me a song title: "I dedicate my grandma's melodious pastoral songs to you, and I dedicate my grandma's sweet milk tea to you!"

Song title: Dream Plateau

Lyricist: Zhao Biao

Composer: Guo Yongli

Singer: Ulan Toya

The place closest to the sun

The dream in the heart is buried

The hot land where the shadow is watching

My holy hometown

That majestic snow mountain

White clouds are floating

Under that blue sky

The river flows day and night

The ancient national Zhang Open warm arms

The kind grandmother brings sweet butter tea

The snow lotuses in the mountains are blooming with perseverance and beauty

The thousand-year-old Populus euphratica is as tall and straight as life

The ancient nation opens its warm arms

The kind grandmother brings sweet butter tea

The Gesang of the plateau dances beautifully

Surge The river watering Shambhala

The place closest to the sun

Flying the dreams in my heart

The gods guide the direction

All the way In the distance

Crossed the Tanggula Mountains

Saw Everest

Crossed the Yarlung Zangbo River

Back to the home in my dream

The ancient nation opens its warm arms

The kind grandmother brings sweet butter tea

The snow lotuses in the mountains are blooming with perseverance and beauty

The thousand-year-old Populus euphratica Standing tall and straight as life

The ancient nation opens its warm arms

The kind grandmother brings sweet butter tea

Gelsang from the plateau dances beautifully

The surging river waters water Shambhala

The ancient people open their warm arms

The kind grandmother brings sweet butter tea

Gesang on the plateau dances with beautiful figures

The surging river water irrigates Shambhala

The ancient nation opens its warm arms

The kind Amatuan Come to the sweet butter tea

The dancing beauty of Gesang on the plateau

The surging river watering Shambhala helps me