Tibetan poems-don't use generators! Please help me make a Tibetan poem: Happy birthday to Mr. Li. Do not use the generator!

I heard that my emperor is like Yuyao,

Zhu Rong whipped the dragon south.

General Li is proud of himself,

Always take a needle upstairs.

Born in Confucianism, when peace comes,

When the sun approached the mountain, the lotus bloomed in the distance.

Ride the jade dragon and carve it,

Outside Leyingmen, willows are shaded.

Gongcheng * * * Li Zhao,

Birthday Mountain is still there.

Li Bai's road to grave robbery,

The total language is the path.

Physiology, face,

It is cold outside the tree.

Speak happily,

Le Bao Xiao burning method.