It will be clear for five nights forever, and the solar terms will become the sun.
The wind goes to the pool and the frost flies into the Dongting.
Wind is astringent and tide is evil, and it is lonely in cold weather.
The wind belt is loose, and the hairpin is low.
The wind is rushing to cross the stream late, and the snowy temple is cold.
If the scenery is divided, it is everywhere.
The wind will fly away and won't stay here for long.
The wind startled the leaves and the moon was full of cold and frost.
The wind is clear but hot, and the tobacco is always green.
The wind will connect Henggui and the land will be adjacent to Wu Chu.
The customs are getting old and ashamed of spring, and they are lost everywhere.
The scenery is gloomy and hateful, and the cold mountain is half white.
The wind is warm and slow, looking for curved water, and looking at the high platform in fine weather.
What does it mean to be quiet in the dead of night when the snow clears up in the coming year?
A butterfly flies in front of the wind, and a hundred warblers are shut in the flowers.
In the dusty color, the sideburns are dying, and the drums are beating all over the States.
There is no rain in the wind, and the white-haired patient is at home.