Someone knows the famous poem about Yin. Give me some.

1, but now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Tang Meng Haoran. Chunxiao)

2, the wind horn bow, the general hunting the Acropolis. (Tang Wangwei. Hunting)

The forest is black, and the wind attacks the grass, but the general tries to shoot arrows at night. (Don Lulun. "Xia Sai Qu")

Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Tang Bai Juyi. Farewell to the ancient grassland)

5, Chai Men smell dogs barking, hakodate. (Don Liu Changqing. Master of furong mountain in the snow)

6, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. (Don Du Fu. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night)

7. Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river. (Don Wang Bo. Farewell to the viceroy and leave for Shu)

8. I want to go home in the wind, but I'm afraid it's too cold at the top of Qionglou Yuyu. (Song. Su Shi. "Water. When is the bright moon?)

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers have blossomed. (Don Li Shangyin. Untitled)

10, it's gray and wild, and you can see cattle and sheep at the slightest sign. (Southern and Northern Dynasties. Chilean songs)