There is the word wind in 100 poems.

In "The River Never Returning", the waves are exhausted, and the romantic figures of the ages appear in the clouds. In autumn, the desert roars in the darkness and strong winds in August and autumn. My Sanmao is surrounded by thousands of buildings, which greatly protects the poor in the world. The wind and rain are still blowing in An Ru, and peach and plum trees bloom in the spring wind, as if she were dancing in a rainbow skirt. Feather coats and lakka- leaves fall to the ground after the autumn rain.

... span class =' class1' > rise from the Li Palace and enter the blue clouds, overlooking the wind belt with charm hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, criss-crossing the clouds and northern scenery in the stone crevices of the diaolou path, freezing for thousands of miles, Wan Li snowing and cherishing Hanwu, slightly losing literary talent; Until dusk, when the snow crushed our tents, the north wind rolled up the white grass and crushed them. Our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind, just like the strong wind in spring, which came at night. The snow in August swept across the sky of Tatar and blew open the petals of 10 thousand pear trees. These are romantic figures.