A thousand blows are still strong, and the wind is southeast and northwest.
-Bamboo Stone, Zheng Xie,
The gloomy valley bottom is loose, and it is far from the seedlings on the mountain. It is a hundred feet away from the trunk. (Jin Taikang Zuo Si)
There are pine trees 100 feet big and 10 yards around. They were born at the bottom of the canyon, cold and crude. (Don Bai Juyi)
The snow pressed the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress stood tall and straight. (Rola Chen)
Slippery moss is not caused by rain, and pine singing is true. (Tang Hanshanzi)
The wind blows itself away, but the snow in the waterfall is hard to disappear. (Tang Huangfu Zeng)
The sky is pine and cypress, and the Lucy Ridge is dawn. (Don Xu Hun)
Monks are cold on the rocks between pines, and streams are urgent in the middle of the night. (Don Lu Guimeng)
Through the juniper sword, the palace is surrounded by five peaks. (Song Xia Song)
The wind is blowing, and the green, wet and fragrant waves are curling up. (stone)
Both corridors are beautiful, and the sound of nine miles is loose. (Song Hongshi)
It should be guarded by a mountain god. As soon as the wind relaxes, it will sweep away the dust. (Song Taizhang)
Whispering in the sea, the moon is full of osmanthus, and the smile is long and windless. (Song Hesun)
By the sinking ship, Qian Fan passed by, in front of the sick tree, Wan Muchun. (Tang Liu Yuxi)
There is also a song praising grass: wildfire never completely devours them, but they grow taller in the spring breeze (Bai Juyi. Farewell to the ancient grassland)