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Seven unique "Jiachen Bailu Solar Term Lyricism" 12 songs

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Seven unique "Jiachen Bailu Solar Term Lyricism" 12 songs

(a)

When the solar terms are reincarnated in white dew,

Huanghua does not hate to marry late autumn.

But the sound of the stinging made a fuss in front of the court,

The night breeze is drunk with cinnamon branches.

(b)

I don't see the shadow of the goose in the sky,

The cool moths break the wilderness and report the sound of autumn.

Where do you want to go to Xuanniao?

The night is cool and white.

(c)

Autumn is high and refreshing, and the golden breeze is bathed,

When will the geese swing in the blue sky?

Xi hunting goshawk heaven guard,

For the first time, the white dew fell on the sycamore.

(iv)

Willow-dyed frost eyebrows with cold smoke,

The remnants of the load were unloaded and green Chanjuan was removed.

The autumn wind peels off the old sycamore leaves,

White dew is cool with pillow sleep.

Seven unique "Jiachen Bailu Solar Term Lyricism" 12 songs

(5)

Endure to see the residual lotus water thin and cool,

Tianjia rice ears shine in autumn.

The sound of cicadas wants to sleep in the soil,

White dew condensation beads wild chrysanthemum.

(f)

Frogs chirp and dew pity the remnants of the lotus,

There are many thin shadows in the west window of the moon.

How do you know how to get old?

At night, he also sings old love songs.

(g)

The heart is desolate with the shadow of the goose,

The summer breaks and the autumn river reflects the sunset.

Last night the breeze blew white dew,

Today, the cinnamon is full of incense.

(viii)

The breeze lives up to the autumn period,

The white dew clouds and geese are outdated.

The swan song is still earnest,

A few traces of dark fragrant chrysanthemums.

Seven unique "Jiachen Bailu Solar Term Lyricism" 12 songs

(ix)

When the white dew comes, the air turns cold,

Where does the breeze send the heat?

The sound of insects greets the moon before the window,

A wisp of autumn thought complained of broken intestines.

(x)

Typhoon sleet is in full swing,

The earth is cool in autumn, and the birds return.

The heat is about to leave to welcome the white dew,

When will the wild goose fly south again.

(xi)

The sound of autumn faintly faintly small farmer,

Blades of grass hedge white dew.

Promote weaving and chanting constantly,

Dream back to the end of the world.

(xii)

Listen to the crickets a few times before the steps,

The water cool frog is weak and the summer lotus is declining.

Who arrives with a wisp of autumn breeze?

Bai Lu welcomes the wild goose.

Created on 2024.09.06.Jiachen on the eve of the white dew on the fourth day of the eighth month