1, the east wind returns with the spring and sends flowers to my branches. -Li Bai's "Sunset Recalling Mountains"
2. Tao is tangible outside the world, and thoughts are in metamorphosis. -Cheng Hao's Autumn Day
3, the east wind sprinkled with rain and dew, will enter the human spring. -Li Bai's "Send to Ang, Leave to Bazhong"
4, even the flowers are in full bloom, and the wind and rain will remind each other. -Zhu's "Falling Flowers"
The spring breeze blew out my hometown dream overnight, and then I went to Los Angeles in the spring breeze. -Wu's "Chun Xing"
6, know thousands of miles away, no rain and no wind? -Li Qiao's Two Poems about Moon Appreciation in Mid-Autumn Festival (Part Two)
7. The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the music of dew drops from bamboo leaves. -Meng Haoran's "Nan Ting Xia Xiang Xin"