What poems describe "sunny and cool"?

Tang Dynasty: Li Qiao

It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring.

Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.

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It can blow off golden leaves in autumn and produce beautiful flowers in spring. Blowing across the river can set off huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing into bamboo forests can make ten thousand poles tilt.

2.untitled last night's stars and last night's wind

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county.

Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.

Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.

Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.

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Last night, the stars were shining, but there was a cool breeze blowing in the middle of the night; Our banquet is located on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang. Without Cai Feng's wings, you can't compare with Qi Fei; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are closely linked.

Guess and play with each other, and drink spring wine every other seat to warm your heart; Let's make a toast in groups. The candles are red. Alas, when you listen to the five drums, you should go to court; Riding to Lantai is like Artemisia capillaris floating in the wind.

3, girl, the wind returns to the yard, green.

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

The wind returns to the yard, and the spring scenery continues. With the silence of the diaphragm for a long time, the sound of bamboo is still like a new moon.

The ice on the surface of the pool is melting before the song is over. The candle is bright and fragrant, the painting hall is deep, and the temples are covered with green frost and snow.

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The spring breeze is back, the weeds in the yard turn green, and the willows grow tender leaves, which continue to come to the world every spring. Alone on the railing for a long time, I didn't speak, and the flute and the rising moon were similar to those in previous years.

The music is not over, the banquet is not over, it continues, and the ice surface of the pool begins to open. Late at night, the magnificent and exquisite imperial room became deep. I am old and troubled.

4, Qiao Jinmen, the wind blows.

Five Dynasties: Feng Yansi

The spring breeze suddenly started and blew out a pool of clear water. Nothing was done. The believers in the pool folded the apricot flowers and crushed them gently on the path among the flowers.

Leaning on the railing by the pool, watching the fighting ducks, the Hosta on his head hangs obliquely. He missed his sweetheart all day, but he never came back, and suddenly he heard a magpie calling.

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A pool of clear water was wrinkled by the spring breeze. The mandarin ducks in the Doby pond in the flower garden break the apricot kernel and crush it gently.

Leaning on the railing by the pool to watch the ducks being beaten, the Hosta hung down from his head. I think about my sweetheart all day, but she will never come back. Suddenly I heard the voice of a magpie.

5. Yulouchun Qian Feng wants to persuade Chunguang to live.

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Before the wind blows, I want to persuade Chunguang to live. Spring is on Cao Fang Road in the south of the city. Flowers that don't flow with the water are made into floating mud. ?

The stars in the mirror are wrong. People live up to the conceit of spring. Dreaming that people are far away from many troubles, only in the pear flower storm.

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Facing the wind, I want to persuade Chunguang to stop. Spring stays on the grass road south of the city. It doesn't want to drift like a fallen flower on the shore and temporarily become a floc flying on the soil.

Looking at myself with gray hair in the mirror, I regret the lost time. People didn't fail to live up to spring, it was spring that failed themselves! I woke up from my dream, feeling far away from many troubles, just worrying about whether the pear blossoms in the wind and rain are well.