Cold and dew ancient poems

1, go to Luhun Villa first.

Tang Dynasty: Song Wenzhi

Give clothes a sense of poverty, ride a horse to the supernatural pass.

On the whole, it's interesting. I feel carefree in autumn.

The cold dew in the north declines, and the sunset breaks Dongshan.

Hogg Boo Yue Zhen, the bird came back with me.

2. "Mu Furong"

Tang dynasty: Han Yu

The newly opened cold dew cluster is far more red than water.

Bright colors are better than jealousy, especially good names.

Guandu mining river is late, and the ancient ancestral temple is empty.

I would like to come to see it often, and I will go with the wind in disorder.

3. "See the cold dew on the leaves of Platanus acerifolia on a moonlit night"

Tang dynasty: replacing tea

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.

4. "Sit in the morning and sing occasionally"

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling

Cold dew and clear autumn sky, distant mountains are in sight.

At first, the lonely roof was repaired and shrugged, and Wei Yun recovered.

People praise the land and birds love Xu Lin.

Knot bound by a distance, stroke the bow.

Yang Xiaoxie Han Yi, the journey is tiring.

When you are 40 years old, you will be eager to return to China.

If you have leisure, you can't bear the southern song.

5. "Don't want a wife"

Tang dynasty: Chen

The moon is cold and dew, so be careful tonight.

Wine adds sorrow, poetry adds tears.

Don't complain about heptachlor.

I miss you at night, and the autumn wind blows half.

6. Looking at the West in Autumn

Tang Dynasty: Liu Cang

The moss of ancient trees fell several layers, and pedestrians watched the increase in travel.

Taihang Mountain is under the Yellow River, and Tongquetai is the mausoleum of Emperor Wu of the Western Han Dynasty.

The wind moves to autumn, and the rain condenses from willow smoke.

Wild flowers cry like red makeup tears, and the cold dew is full of branches.