The poems describing the wind include "Two Farewells to Dong Da", "The Blue Jade Case·Yuan Xi'an", "Wind", "Jinxiang Farewell to Wei Ba in Xijing", and "Plum Blossom".
1. "Two Poems of Farewell to Dong Da"
Tang Dynasty: Gao Shi
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow.
Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.
Liu Fei fluttered and felt sorry for himself. He left Beijing and Luo for more than ten years.
My husband is poor and lowly, so there is no money for drinks when we meet today.
Translation: Thousands of miles of yellow cloud cover the sky, the sun is dim, and the north wind blows the returning geese and there is heavy snowfall.
Don’t worry that the road ahead is bleak and you don’t have a confidant. Who in the world doesn’t know you?
Just like a bird with six fluttering feathers, it hurts and feels sorry for itself. It has been more than ten years since I left Jingluo.
Who would be willing to be poor but humble? We can’t afford the wine money when we meet today.
2. "The Green Jade Case·Yuan Xi'an"
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Thousands of flowers bloom on the east wind night. More blowing down, the stars are like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night.
Moth snow willow golden strands. The laughter is full of fragrance. People searched for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place.
Translation: Just as the east wind blows away thousands of trees and flowers, it also blows away fireworks and makes them fall like rain. The luxurious carriage fills the road with fragrance. The melodious sound of the phoenix flute echoed everywhere, the bright moon like a jade pot gradually set to the west, and fish, dragons, lanterns danced and laughed all night long.
The beauties all wore bright ornaments on their heads. They walked with the crowd with smiles and scents wafting from their bodies. I searched for her thousands of times in the crowd, and when I suddenly turned my head, I accidentally found her in the scattered lights.
3. "Wind"
Tang Dynasty: Li Qiao
Three autumn leaves fall, and February flowers bloom.
Thousands of feet of waves cross the river, and thousands of bamboo poles slant into it.
Translation: It can blow down the golden leaves in autumn and open the beautiful flowers in spring.
Blowing across the river can set off huge waves thousands of feet, and blowing into the bamboo forest can make thousands of poles tilt.
4. "Jinxiang Sends Wei Ba to Xijing"
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The guest came from Chang'an and returned to Chang'an.
The strong wind blows my heart, and the Xianyang tree hangs in the west.
This feeling cannot be explained. When will we meet again?
I can’t see you, the mountains are covered with smoke.
Translation: Brother Wei came from Chang'an, and now he is going back to Chang'an.
The strong wind blows my heart away, and it goes westward with the wind, hanging high on the Xianyang tree to accompany you.
My friendship with you is beyond words. After this separation, when will we meet again?
The mountains to the west are stacked up and filled with smoke. I can’t see you from a distance. How sad!
5. "Plum Blossom"
Tang Dynasty: Cui Daorong
The calyx contains snow at the beginning, so it is difficult to mark the original painting alone.
There is a unique charm in the fragrance, and it is extremely clear and does not know the cold.
Listen to the flute and worry about it, lean on the leaning branch to look at the disease.
Shuo Feng is like a man who understands the meaning, and it is easy to destroy.
Translation: The plum blossoms are in bloom for the first time, and there is still white snow in the calyx; the plum blossoms are beautiful and aloof, and even if they want to be painted, they will worry about the difficulty of painting them vividly.
The fragrance of flowers has a unique charm, and they are so elegant that they don’t know the coldness of winter.
The branches of the plum blossoms are scattered sideways, as if they are sad or sick.
If the north wind can understand the feelings of the plum blossoms, please stop destroying her.
The plum blossoms in the lonely cold are tenacious, proud and independent, and the cool north wind, please slow down and take good care of her! Do you have the heart to torture her again in such severe cold?