Seeking beautiful ancient poetry with the word "gone with the wind"

Zeng Youfang saw Magu outside and said that Junshan had not existed since ancient times.

It used to be a stone on the top of Kunlun Mountain, and the sea breeze blew down Dongting Lake.

The wind is blowing, and in the place of death and blue void, there is nothing ahead.

Extremely cold, light cold and windy,

Apricot flowers and snow are pink.

At midnight,

The pavilion is hazy and drizzling.

Peach leaves cry every other day, and apricot flowers float.

The wind and rain are rustling, and the fallen flowers are snowy.

There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.

There are many poems of Gone with the Wind, but not many meet your requirements, such as>,<& lt Nine Songs >> Park.