I want two poems with wind characters. Thank you for your questions.

1, Xiao Chunmeng Haoran This morning in spring, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken. 2. The ancient trees in the south of the quatrains are short awnings, and the rattan helps me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. 3. Watching the sound of Wang Wei's bow, the general hunted Weicheng. The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk. It has passed Xinfeng City in a blink of an eye and soon returned to sunny Liu Ying. Looking back at the eagle wilderness, thousands of twilight clouds spread to the horizon. 4. Lu Lun, it's dark in the Woods and the wind is blowing, but the general shoots arrows at night. Dawn went to look for the arrow, which had gone deep into the edge of the stone. 5. In The Wandering Grass, bid farewell to the ancient grass and come and go with the seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. 6. Liu Changqing, the owner of Furong Mountain, stayed in the snow. At dusk, the mountain was far away, it was freezing, and the house was poor. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. 7. Du Fu of Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night knows when it will rain and when spring will come. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The night is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. Farewell to the viceroy to go to his post, and it was almost as good as saying goodbye, and the two went their separate ways. Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river. After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel. 9. Untitled Li Shangyin's time was far before I met her, but even longer after we parted, the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . 10. Chilege Chilechuan, under the Yinshan Mountain, the sky is like a vault, and the cage covers four fields. The sky is wild, and the wind and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep. 1 1. Willow and Zhang Zhibi are decorated into a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. 12. Deng Guazhou Wang Anshi Jingkou Guazhou Yishui, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me? 13, Liangzhou Ci Wang Zhihuan is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain, above the white clouds of the Yellow River. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! 14, jiangnan spring, Du Mu, thousands of miles of green red, mountain fruit and wine flag wind. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. 15, Wang Anshi was one year old in January, and send warm entered Tu Su in the spring breeze. Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones. 16, Zhu Shengri looks for waterfront in spring, and the boundless scene is new. Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. 17, the village lives in Gaodingcao, and the warblers fly in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. 18, Chu Xiao Jingci Temple Pai Lin Zifang Yang Wanli. After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. 19, in the daytime in Huang Yun, the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. Mochow has a vast road ahead, and everyone knows you. 20. On June 27, Wang Hulou drunk Su Shi's dark clouds turned over the ink and didn't cover the mountain, and the white rain jumped off the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle. 2 1, send flowers to Fu Jincheng silk tube day after day, half into the river and half into the clouds. This song should only exist in the sky. How many times can the world listen to it? 22. Fan Zhongyan, a fisherman in the upper reaches of the river, loves the beauty of perch. You see a lonely boat, troubled by the storm. 23. What time does the West Lake Song and Dance close? Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.