What is the meaning of cold dew? Many people don't know. It's one of the 24 solar terms. The arrival of cold dew indicates the official start of this autumn. It also indicates that the busy season of agriculture has come. So, what's the date of this year's cold dew? When is 2018 cold dew? What are the ancient poems and sentences describing cold dew?
When is cold dew 2018
Cold dew 2018 is October 8, 2018, Monday, August 29, Chinese calendar.
A complete collection of Han Lu's ancient poems:
August 19: Meng Chongqing
Wang Anshi
Empty court has a long autumn, cold dew into the evening sorrow clothing list.
The noisy human language has become a city, and we haven't arrived at Fusang in the daytime.
Forever cherishes good but becomes the dream, the jade color as if joyful face.
After the inverse knowledge should not be separated, talk and laugh with each other.
A picture of the dead Bunting
Tang Yin
Flying call line shake class is in a hurry, the field is cold and ready to form a group.
Mo Yan is elder brother all over the world.
Lu Zhong sends Lu Shi Jun back to Zhengzhou
Han Kong
Jinluoqi in the city, Shen Dongyang.
September cold dew white, six pass autumn grass yellow.
It's wonderful to hear Qi ou. Lu wine is fragrant.
After being drunk, I whip away. Meishan road is long.
On the sea
Gu Gu and
The new wind cuts the grass, and the cold dew gathers day and night.
Travel to ying'an, and return to think of life's Twilight Festival.
The Posthouse is ten thousand li long, and its head is extended to Liaojie.
When the sea goes into the great wilderness, the plain and the Wuhu are in poverty.
The old country is dreaming, the old man Hu and Yue.
Qikuo wind resistance period, time flies into rain.
Haixi looks at Jingkou, the end of each day.
Soju moves through the autumn and laughs at the moon.
In the south of the sun, only the birds died.
Sound dust is not easy to get, how to satisfy hunger and thirst.
Jieyu resentment
Huangfu ran
It comes from yongtuan fan, which is now worth autumn wind.
Everything goes by the hour, and there is no day.
Early Hong Wen Shangyuan, cold dew deep palace.
Every year the color will be given thanks, like a gift, like a work.
Xiazhou hostel in Weilang middle of Suzhou
Ling Hu
The Confucianists took up their studies and went into politics.
It's better to be in a foreign country than to be in a foreign country.
Huailu and Huaien, policy name dare to escape.
I envy those who live in peinong mu, and my relatives and friends.
When autumn comes, the grass and trees wither and flourish late.
Cold dew condenses in the square pond, and cold wind grows in the travel tube.
Yijiaoshou east Wu, dream to hear praise.
The clouds and waters are vast, and there is no peace to worry about.
Nine days to accompany Cui Lang Zhong to Beishan banquet
Strict dimension
From Nantai to Chongyang.
Chrysanthemum fragrant cold dew wash, cup green sunset twilight.
The people are drunk, and the birds are free.
Only Meng joined the army.
The book of the old Beiye family of Xinfeng in the late time was presented to hanziming mansion
Lun Lun
The sound of the machines is ringing in the sun and in the ancient village of Han.
Several schools of Qingquan, huangjusheng, a forest of cold dew and purple pears.
When he was a young man, he read the ancient theory.
All said that in the past few years, nothing happened. I don't know which one is the grace.
In the early autumn, the trees in Wanghua palace were chanted for their success
Lun Lun
Pitiful cloud wood clump, full ban Bi Mengmeng.
The spring is near, the road is clear.
The jade altar is marked with eight GUIs and the golden well is known for its two tongs.
The cold dew makes the night breeze.
On the rocks, leaves fall into the clouds.
When the swallow blows in autumn, the cicada chirps and feels the sky.
Cuiping is more hidden, and pearl ornaments are exquisite.
Thunderstorms come early, so it's forbidden to kill su.
Wild vines help green, and fairy fruits are red.
Melancholy shrouds the wall at dusk, and the mountain smells dark.
Send fish to think of others and return to Youhuai
Xu Hun
After the banquet, all the guests were scattered, and the long song was accompanied by a song.
The river Pavilion is far away from each other, and the mountain Guo is late alone.
The wind sill, the clouds, the moon porch, the cold dew.
It's not the old time to leave when you are sick.
The book of Huaili school in Chongsheng Temple
Xu Hun
A few days lie South Pavilion, rolling curtain autumn moon is clear.
At the beginning of the river pass, when the dream was stopped, the pool pavilion was more affectionate.
The cold dew moistens the golden well and the high wind blows the jade zither.
The year before last, there were tourists, and their swords and pens were in Rongjing.
Sang Luo Zhou
Li Qun Yu
Jiujiang cold dew night, Weilang north wind.
The fire of fishermen in Puyu, and the sound of wild geese in Jianjia.
The decadent cloud obscures the mountain, the micro drum distinguishes the city.
I remember my brother at the edge of the sky. I have traveled since then.
Yu Zhen Guan
Li Qun Yu
The daughter of the emperor of high love, mu chengluan, has a green hair and a jade leaf crown.
The autumn moon is cloudless and blue, and the pure cold is full of emotion.
Layer city smoke will return far, floating dust for a long time to live hard.
As soon as the sound of the flute flew away, the cave palace covered the Baguio altar.
Looking at Xiyang in autumn
Liu Tsang
There are several layers of ancient wood and moss, and the tourists are more interested in travelling.
Taihang Mountain under the Yellow River water, tongquetai West Wudi mausoleum.
Wind into Jianjia autumn movement, rain Yu Yang Liu evening smoke condensation.
Wild flowers like tears of red make-up, cold dew full of branches.
Farewell to Cui Shu, scholar Kunzhong
Liu Tsang
Wenyang's thoughts are endless, and you can live in a deep dream.
At the end of the year, insects are chirping and cold dew grass, and cicadas are making noise in the West.
Sichuan is divided into distant mountains with quiet autumn light, and the sky is full of clouds.
I can't hurt you with wine. I can communicate with wild geese in the book.
Yellow bird row
Li frequency
I want to steal Gaocang to gather the Yuhe River, and I am afraid of autumn.
In the evening of Zhu palace, the trees invade the Ying language, and the fragrant curtains of the pavilion capture the nest of the swallow.
The shadows are dark, the dew is cold, the empty city is hungry and the smoke is heavy.
Who can't understand Gao Fei? There's a net to break the house.
Xi Zhai
Li Jian Xun
The water and wood surround my Lu, and the curtain of the bed is empty at night.
The cold dew magpie is withered, and the fish are frightened by the fruit falling.
Love wine poverty is still very, tend to old more sparse.
Good languor has its own element, not suddenly hairpin train.
Farewell wife
Chen Ji Qing
The moon is slanting, cold and white. I'll pay attention to it this evening.
Wine to add sorrow to drink, poetry and tears sing.
Leave the song and mourn the Phoenix, don't grudge the Yao Qin.
In the lovesickness place tomorrow night, the autumn wind blows half a quilt.
Early onset
Li Ying
The star river of YEDIAN is there, and the pedestrian road is long.
Lonely lamp pity the old place, slanting moon hate new clothes.
The grass is cold and dewy, and the insects sound like their hometown.
The autumn is full of hatred, and the chrysanthemum has passed the double sun.
On September 1, I passed through the twelve storehouses of Meng Cao and the fourteenth master Book brothers
Du Fu
Chenopodium invades cold dew, and Pengmen opens the morning smoke.
Strength thin by tree rest, old sleepy dial Book sleep.
Autumn feels to follow, because filial piety friend partial.
You can forget your age when you talk about it.
purify the mind
Wang Changling
The water of the stream is dim and hazy.
Purple ivy with yellow flowers in the cold dew.
The morning drinks the dew on the flowers, the night lies under the pine wind.
Clouds change into water and shine with me.
The sun and the moon sway the soul, and the sky is empty.
Late stay
Qian Qi
The heart of the country can't be asked. Autumn Qi meets again.
Wandering thousands of miles, from the sad complex several heavy.
Return to the clouds and follow the geese. The cold dew makes the sound of the wind.
At the end of the sky, like hearing the national bell.
Send fifteen uncle
Wang Changling
The deep forest and autumn water are empty recently, and they are playing in the pure Yin.
Xipu is far away from the cup, and the grass roots are cold and dewy, whistling insects.