What are the poems describing the wind?

If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly? ——Nalan Xingde's "Mulan Ci·Cambodian Friends of Naigu Juejue Ci"

The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. ——Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. ——Cen Shen's "Bai Xuege Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital"

The journey is difficult! Traveling is difficult! There are many different roads, where are you now? There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the clouds and sails are hung directly to help the sea. ——Li Bai "Traveling is Difficult·Part 1"

Withered vines and old trees are full of dim crows, small bridges and flowing water are home to people, and the old road has a westerly wind and a thin horse.

—— Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha·Autumn Thoughts"