I answer

Tall buildings,I see

Few valleys surrounding me.

When the Sun rise but suddenly rains.

Smoke from chimneys

The more I explore,the more tall buildings, I see

And less, the valleys and the hills

The clouds with panda's colour 

Sometimes,it is white and clean

But turns black and dim

Flags fluttering from the roof of these buildings.

Cold wind whispering near my ears

And so I give a quick response "now,what is it"

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             Urgen Tsomo Lama