The trees are falling and the wild geese are crossing south, and the north wind is blowing on the river. ——Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty, "Wood on the River in the Early Cold"
Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. A lonely boat A man in a coir raincoat fishing alone in the cold snow on the river. ——"Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty
Looking in the mirror at dawn but worried about the clouds on the temples, singing at night and feeling the cold moonlight. -----Li Shangyin. Untitled. Meet each other. It's hard to say goodbye at this time
The drizzle dreamed of returning to Jisai far away, and the cold wind blew through the small building. - "Breaking Through the Sands of Huanxi" by Li Jing of the Southern Tang Dynasty