སྙིང་བརྩེ་བའི་བློ་གྲོས་ཀྱིས་མཚོན་ཆ་བཙལ་ན།
He could not find a weapon anywhere, so he took the branch of a bamboo that was a hundred years old and hard, cut his throat with it, and fell before the tigress.
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