Poetry about the beginning of blue, sea, clear and wind? 1? three

Qing: Qing and Leng Yue arrive at the curtain. How can I get comfort in the clear autumn? Wine fills my glass under the breezy north window. It is said that when people in Huang Xi have no leisure time, they spend all day being chic: the wind blows mountains and rivers. The wind is fragrant, I can't lift a trace of wind, with catkins, sweet river in the air. It's hard to tear the clouds away from the wind. The wind blows the bamboo stream, the leaves sound like mountains and dogs bark, and the moon is cold and blue. Looking at the backwater in the horizon, watching the sea tourists in the castle peak ride in the wind, sailing far away to watch the rain, listening to the tide and the sea at night will be gloomy and quiet. Jiang blew the sea to see the sun, Jiang Baijiong heard the wind invading the south, and the wind swept Beiping.