A poem with a cold wind

In the shade of the corridor, I turn to carve a fence tree and sit in the cold wind to make a jade bowl of ice. -Zhang lei's "Three Summer Songs"

Don't make a noise in the air, how can a cloud be cold and windy? -Bai Yuchan's

"Singing to the Crane" strips off the red crisp and convex, and gives the vexed front a cold wind. -Cao yanyue's "Lotus"

I can't breathe in the cold wind, and I am as cheeky as a sweat. -Deng Su's

titled Blowing Clothes Pavilion is clearly worth thousands of dollars, but when it is opened, it is only afraid of cold air invasion. -Li Bian's "Chanting Lights"

The night is long and the moon is full of insects, and the cold air enters the room and the lights go out. -Wang Jian's

Three thousand dreams in Shangyang Palace, and the cold wind in the moon is out of date. -Wen Yan by Lin Kuan

Suddenly, the cold wind drifted, and rare birds wandered around. -Fu Ruzhou's "Feeling"

The door is covered with chrysanthemums, and people lie alone, and the cold wind is over the double ninth festival. —— Xie Zhen's

The cloud-collecting tent is full of cold wind, and the flowers and branches of the Qiong tree are full of moons. -Wang Feng's Autumn Feeling (Six Songs)