The old saying of cold dew

The old saying of cold dew is as follows:

Cold dew is the seventeenth of the twenty-four solar terms and the fifth in autumn. Finger e; Longitude of solar arrival195; Gregorian calendar1October 7 -9 10 every year. Cold dew is a festival in late autumn and the beginning of the full moon in the dry calendar. Cold dew is a solar term reflecting the characteristics of climate change. When entering the cold dew, there is cold air going south, the temperature difference between day and night is large, and autumn dryness is obvious.

After the cold dew, the cold air in the north has a certain influence, and most parts of China are controlled by cold high pressure, and the rainy season is over. From the climate characteristics, in the cold dew season, the autumn in the south is getting stronger, cool and cool, with little rain and dryness; The vast areas in the north have entered or will enter winter from late autumn. The traditional customs of cold dew mainly include enjoying maple leaves, eating sesame seeds, eating crabs and drinking autumn tea.

Xingguo temple Yefa (Song Dynasty)

Although there is no wine list and poetry preparation, I like to make an appointment with Meng Ming to visit the old tour. The cold dew urges the yellow bow to be late, and the cloud is not locked. The plane is under the seagulls in the air, and the butterfly is worried when it is cold. Gathering and dispersing Bosha, one poem and three sighs to send soup, how hateful.

Looking at the cold dew on the leaves of plane trees on a moonlit night (Tang Dynasty)

On Xiao Shutong's leaves, the moon is full of dew. The water drops are clear and full of light, bright and cold. The wind shakes the jade, and the branches move the beads. The wind is cold and it seems to be an autumn night, and the sound is slightly midnight. Condensed air flows everywhere, and wet things should look clean. Don't get tired of peeping, it's harder to get together.

Lu Zhong sent Lu Shijun back to Hanyi, Zhengzhou (Tang Dynasty)

Ride a horse in the city and ride out of Shen Dongyang. September is cold and dewy, and autumn grass is yellow. It's wonderful to listen together, and Lu wine is fragrant. It's a long road to Meishan.

Liu Cuilong, Scholar, Kun Zhong and Liu Cang (Tang Dynasty)

Wenyang is far from thinking about water and living in a deep dream. At the end of the year, insects sing cold dew grass, and cicadas sing in the west. Sichuan is far away, the autumn moon is quiet and the clouds are far away. Wine can't hurt you, but books are answered by geese.

Gong Xunyuan Furong Pavilion Wu Yong Liu Zongyuan (Tang Dynasty)

The new pavilion leans on the bamboo sill, and the beautiful wood opens the hibiscus. The morning breeze smells far away, and the color is cold and dew. Natural and unrestrained out of the world, high-spirited, different. Taste the metaphor of color and emptiness, who is the creative work. Leave the autumn moon, pass the mountain bell.

Zhang Jiuling, looking at the moon and thinking far away (Tang Dynasty)

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

Autumn brought prosperity to Li Zhi (Song Dynasty).

Green is strange to grass, so autumn should be saved. The wind tries to float the leaves, and the cold dew is still bright. When I am in first frost, my life will last forever. Zi Fan Naihe, I am very close to this scene.

Qing Ping Yue Yan Yi (Song Dynasty)

Spring has come and autumn has gone. Used to know where. Swallows returned to Fei Lan to cry. A thousand times can't last. This wine is light and heavy. Sitting alone in a buttonwood tree. I remember last year today, according to the former yellow leaves and the west wind.

Jade butterfly (looking at the rain and gathering clouds) Liu Yong (Song Dynasty)

Looking at the rain, the clouds were broken, quietly looking at Qiu Guang. The bleak evening scene made Song Yu sad. The water is light, the apple is old, the moon is cold and the leaves are yellow. Emotional distress. What is an old friend? There is no limit to smoke and water.

Unforgettable, literary cocktail party, a few lonely romances, repeated star frost. The sea is vast and the mountains are far away, and I don't know where Xiaoxiang is. Reading Shuang Yan, it is difficult to rely on remote letters, which means returning home at dusk. Look at each other in the dark. In the sound of the broken rainbow, the sunset stands.