The wind is cold, the wind is cold, and the whole poem is poetic.

The cool wind moves, and the cold dew is zero. The blue flowers began to turn white, and the lotus leaves were still green.

Independent sand cranes fly in pairs to shine on fireflies. If it is lonely, it is still worth waking up.

It means: the cool wind blows and the cold dew condenses. The blue grass is getting whiter and whiter, but the lotus leaf is getting greener. Sand crane lives alone on the beach, two fireflies, Qi Fei. If we are lonely, it is to look at these bleak scenery when we are awake.

This poem depicts the scenery of a pond in autumn.

Cold dew means that the temperature is lower than the white dew, and the dew on the ground is colder and will soon condense into frost. "The cool wind is moving, and the cold dew is zero." Cold dew is the beginning of a year when the temperature changes from cold to cold.

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Other poems related to cold dew

1, Tang Dynasty tea "Looking at the cold dew on the leaves of Indus on a moonlit night"

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.

Appreciation: In the cold dew season, dew condenses into frost on the planing leaves. It's so cold, I'm afraid it's late autumn. It's really good to show everything. Don't bother, wait until dawn, the dew is dry, and it will be difficult to see again!

2. Don Wang Changling's Zhai Xin

The female radish builds a stone wall, and the stream is quiet. Purple vines and yellow flowers are in the cold dew.

Show flowers in the morning and lie in the wind at night. Clouds turn into water, and the luster is the same as mine. The sun and the moon are swaying and empty.

Appreciation: This poem was written by Wang Changling while practicing in the mountains. Plants such as female radish are covered with stone walls, and streams are gurgling. Purple kudzu vine and chrysanthemum blossom in the cold dew. Drink dew on flowers in the morning and lie quietly in Panasonic at night, enjoying the breeze. In such an environment, Wang Changling finally said that the sun and the moon washed my soul and the whole world felt empty.