Please help me make a beautiful Tibetan poem by Wu Lin.
At dusk, the phoenix falls and falls, and the phoenix is flat. The landslide was exposed and thundered. Divide the waterfall in two, and the rain oscillates and rebounds. After kuya, the world was ashamed. It's hard to say how beautiful it is with the essence of Tianshui. Burn and melt its shape until water brushes its face. Xiu Yu xiu ran out, and there is no shoulder in the world. Dushan jade is exquisite, how can it be better than a jade sword? There are many lantian jade, but the quality is incomparable. Hetian jade, like fat, is harder to climb than a cave. God-given jade four, beautiful jade attracts coquettish. It is a shame to fold Joan, and Jing Qiong thinks it is meters long; The miscellaneous Yao elephant rides a flying dragon, thinking that the car (Qiongzhi) refers to beautiful jade, "Qiongmi" refers to jade scraps, and "Yaoxiang" refers to the ivory of beautiful jade. It depicts the magnificent momentum with the beauty of precious stones and expresses the poet's romantic feelings. )%D%A