Write a "eight-character" poem (similar to Tibetan poetry)

House of Big Brother doesn't rhyme, and it's rare to see a poem with eight words without modal particles and syllables.

8,000 miles of clouds are disappearing,

80,000 miles of mountains are boundless.

The Eight Immortals don't know infatuation,

Bajie couldn't restrain his lovesickness.

All-round beauty is not as good as all-round beauty,

Eight students only know each other for this.

I will remember what happened in the eighties,

Eight eyebrows and tears touch the chest.