The breeze can't read, so why turn over the books?
The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight.
If there is no breeze, who will deliver the incense?
Although the breeze is thin, it is difficult to blow me, but why doesn't the moon shine on people? —— Huang Zongxi
Huang Tingjian, scribe of Ezhou South Building
Looking at the mountains, the light meets the water, and the lotus fragrance is ten miles.
No one cares about the cool breeze and bright moon, and the south is cold.
Qingfeng gives Han anonymity.
Jiang Mumu is breezy,
Blow me.
Green robes are like spring grass,
Grass is long and comfortable.
Chao Dengjin Liangshan,
See what you think.
Andrew's letter,
Kyaukpyu lasted for a while.
Love poem Cao Zhi
Cloudy and sunny, the breeze blows my clothes.
Fish swim in the water and birds fly in the sky.
If you are a traveler, the corvee can't return.
First it was a severe frost, now it's white dew.
The wanderer left with a sigh, but the singer's song disappeared.
Generous to the guests, sad inside.