Poems about silent dedication and no regrets

Silkworms in spring weave until they die, and candles start to dry when they cry. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. -Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems

Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children. -Lu Xun

Do your best until you die. -Zhuge Liang

Lu Chen people are responsible. I am homeless when I wander around the world. -Qiu Jin

For sacrifice and ambition, I dare to change the sun and moon into a new sky. Mao Zedong

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. Liu Yong's Dead Hua Lian

Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history. Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Zero Ocean

I don't care if I am smashed to pieces, there is only innocence left in the world. Yu Qian's Lyrics of Lime

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Bee, you harvest flowers to make nectar. Who has worked hard and who wants to taste the sweetness? Luo Yin's self-scheduling

But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats. Du fu's book fragrance