Seasons Through Birds' Eyes | White Dew

As the temperature difference between day and night widens, moisture in the air condenses overnight, forming morning dew—a sign that autumn is on its way.　

White Dew, or　Bailu, as its name　suggests, is the most poetic among　the 24 solar terms.　

During this period, sunlight loses its summer intensity, casting a softer glow. The gentle breeze rises　in the fields　and sweeps　delicately, accentuating the clarity of light and shadow　and bringing a sense of smoothness to　life.　

Though the grand autumn harvest has not arrived, from the White Dew, life begins to offer glimpses of the impending abundance.　

The hardships of the past have　raised hope which is to be cherished in anticipation.　Every glance at the mountains　and　rivers is enough to bring solace to the body and tranquility　to the mind.　

White Dew　marks the time to bid farewell to the past, and the　distinct chill of autumn begins to settle in. What has been　sowed　is poised to grow in the season ahead.　

Everything in the world is impermanent, and time often holds back some of the answers.　

If　the hopes that　sprout　in spring　cannot endure the trials of wind and rain, they may fail to　manifest into myriad phenomena.　A life imbued with hope remains attentive to every　solar term. What is squandered bears no relevance to the grandeur unfolding before our eyes.　

Only through the passage of time can the　poetic beauty　be testified.　

Treasure　the days following White Dew because the most poetic days will　embark alongside the autumn wind.　

(Jointly produced by China News Service and Dalian News Media Group)