The ancient poems describing the white dew solar term are as follows:
1. "The Book of Songs·Jianjia"
Jianjia is green, and the white dew is frost. The so-called beauty is on the water side. If you follow it back, the road will be long and blocked. Traveling back from it, Wan is in the middle of the water.
The leaves are luxuriant, and the white dew is still shining. The so-called beauty is on the water. If you follow it back, the road will be blocked and you will be able to advance. If you go back and swim from it, you will feel like you are swimming in the water.
The jianjia is collected, and the white dew has not stopped. The so-called beauty is in the river of water. Follow it back, but the road is blocked and to the right. If you go back and swim from it, you will be swimming in the water.
2. "White Dew Festival in August" Tang·Yuanzhen
The dew stains the vegetables and grass white, and the weather turns green and high. Ye Xia and Qiuchi were surprised to see their hair on their temples.
I am shy because of the wild birds, and I am surprised by the basil for the guests. When the fire rushes to harvest the fields, don’t quit working in the morning or evening.
3. "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The drums cut off the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
4. "Autumn Residence in Ba Shang" by Ma Dai of the Tang Dynasty
In Ba Yuan, the wind and rain are steady, and you can see frequent flying geese in the evening. The deciduous foreign trees, the lonely night under the cold light.
The empty garden is filled with white dew drops, and there are wild monks nearby. I have been lying in the suburbs for a long time. When did I get this body?
5. "Autumn Night" Song·Chen Yuyi
The pale moon shines on the third watch in the atrium, and the white dew washes through the empty river.
Don’t let the west wind blow away all the leaves, but worry about the sound of autumn nowhere to be heard.
6. "Singing under the Moon on the West Tower of Jinling City" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The night in Jinling is quiet and the cool breeze blows. I go up to the tall building alone to look at Wu and Yue. The white clouds reflect the water and shake the empty city, and the white dew drops drop the autumn moon.
Under the moon, I have been brooding for a long time, and my eyes have become blurry. The interpretation of Chengjiang River is as pure as practice, which makes people remember Xie Xuanhui for a long time.