Wang Wan: Until the ebb tide, the banks widened, and there was no wind to flap my lonely sail. Excerpt from A Anchorage at the foot of Beibao Mountain
Xin Qiji: Dancing in the pavilion and singing on the stage, the romantic atmosphere is always blown away by the rain and wind. From "Yearning for Happiness in Jingkou Gubei Pavilion"
Ma Zhiyuan: A small bridge with flowing water and an ancient road with thin horses in the west wind. From Tianjin, Qiu Si.