Poetry that describes that giving is not proportional to income.

Min Nong Li Shen

If you plant a millet in spring, there will be 10,000 seeds in Qiu Cheng.

There are no idle fields in the four seas, so farmers starve to death.

Silkworm girl Zhang Yu

I went to town yesterday and came back with tears in my eyes.

Those who wear Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers.

Fengluoyin

No matter the flat land or the top of the mountain, infinite scenery is occupied.

After picking flowers into honey, for whom you work hard and for whom you are sweet.