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Some Classical Poems on Bailu (the White Dew)
Author:Dongfangliang    Dtime:2016-10-26 08:44:36   Source:Shanxi Dongfangliang Life Scinence and Technology Co.,Ltd.   

请把养生下面的题目:What the ancients said at the millennium?

换为:Some Classical Poems on Bailu (the White Dew)

译文:

Bailu (the White dew)---the 15th solar term

At the time of Bailu, it begins to get cold gradually, and because the steam in the air is condensed on the ground and plant leaves, a lot of dewdrops are always found ongrass and land in the early morning, so the solar term get its name. Additionally, the ancients matched the four seasons with the five elements, according to this, autumn belongs to gold, and gold is of white, therefore, “white” can be used to describe the dew in autumn. After Bailu or the White dew, a chill can always be sensed in the evening.

It has rained a lot recently and the weather is getting colder, which always makes us feel somewhat lament, the ancients might sense the same. Here are some poems thatexpress the complex mood at the time of Bailu:

Green Weeds

The Book of Songs

Thick grow the rush leaves;

Their white dew turns to frost.

He whom I love

Must be somewhere along this stream.

I went up the river to look for him,

But the way was difficult and long.

I went down the stream to look for him,

And there in mid-water

Sure enough, it’s he!

Close grow the rush leaves,

Their white dew not yet dry.

He whom I love

Is at the water’s side.

Up stream I sought him;

But the way was difficult and steep.

Down stream I sought him,

And away in mid-water

There on a ledge, that’s he!

Very fresh are the rush leaves;

The white dew still falls.

He whom I love

Is at the water’s edge.

Up stream I followed him;

But the way was hard and long.

Down stream I followed him,

And away in mid-water

There on the shoals is he!

Bai Juyi · Tang Dynasty

In September the White Dew Drop,

The water in the lake seems old.

At the dawn and sunset, autumn wind blows a lot,

The withering lotus fall half down.

The hands climb the green maple on,

The feet stample on the reed.

Miserable, my face is old,

Lonely, staying in the embrace of the autumn cold.

Missed My elder brother living in Huichu,

 and my yonger brother in ShuRoad,

But across the mist-covered water,

They are thousands miles away.

Miscellaneous Poem

Zuosi ·Weijin Dynasty

The autumn wind blows so,

the morning frost is the white dew.       

The soft branches are strong at the dawn and sunset,

the green leaves are turning yellow.

The bright moon moved out of the clouds,

sparklingly, the white lights flow,

Standing in front of the yard, Under the pavilion, I heardthe flying wild-geese yawl.

The ambition is always limited by the earth and seas,

The result is to live in the empty house alone.

The young age is not everlasting forever,

suddenly,we feel sorts of feelings to have got old.

 

 

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