The poem of the disease is as follows:
1. When I was sick, I was rustling in my temples, lying and watching the waning moon on the window screen. -Li Qingzhao's
2. I am sick, and I think of my home in the country, ashamed to take pay while so many are idle. -Wei Yingwu's "to my friends li dan and yuanxi"
3. The sick bones are scattered and the gauze cap is wide, and the lonely minister Wan Li is a guest. -Lu You's "Illness Begins with a Book"
4. Many people are sick and live without food, and Wan Li has not returned to his hometown. Under the Great Wall, I can't bear the autumn wind and get into the golden sore. -Lu Lun's "Sick Soldiers"
5. After years of haggard, depression is beneficial to self-injury. Wind invasion of diseased bones, rain gas pharynx and sorrow. The night tripod only decocts medicine, and the moustache is half stained with frost. What's the front edge like? Who's to ask the empty king? -Li Yu's "Feeling in Illness"
6. Sitting up in a dying illness, the dark wind blows the rain into the cold window. -Yuan Zhen's "Hearing Lotte Awarded Jiangzhou Sima"
7. It will be late in the spring in Nanmo, and the north window is still ill. -Meng Haoran's
8. Fortunately, there is no urgent illness, and it will not be bitter, hungry and cold. -Bai Juyi's
9. Medicine is the only thing needed for many diseases, and what else can I ask for? -Du Fu's "The Village of Dun"
1. Old illness in Wushan, staying among the Chu guests. The medicine will be wrapped in another day, and the flowers will last year. -Du Fu's Old Diseases
11, I have come three thousand miles away. Sad now with autumn, and with my hundred years of woe, I climb this height alone. After going through hardships and bitter hatred, the white hair was full of hair, and the waning of the wine glass cup was suspended. -du fu's "climbing the mountain"
12, but all living beings are full, and they are sick and lying in the sun. -Li Gang's "Sick Cow"
13. Bashan Chushui is desolate, and it was abandoned in 23 years. Come back is human, I like the people of lanke, can only play the flute, empty self - Melancholy. On the side of the boat, Qian fan contest; At the head of the diseased tree, ten thousand mufengchun. Today, listen to you sing a song, take a cup of wine to cheer up. -Liu Yuxi's "Reward Lotte at the First Meeting in Yangzhou"
14. The sick bones are wide and the lonely minister Wan Li is a guest in Jianggan. Although the position is low, but never dare to forget worry about state affairs, but if want to achieve a unified ideal, only after death can cover the final verdict. Hope heaven and earth gods bless the state, the northern people are waiting for the emperor to recover the lost territory day and night. Wang Zhu gekongming's masterpiece of " Chu Shi Biao" the spirit of loyalty and righteousness will remain immortal, late at night, or the midnight oil carefully read it. -Lu You's "The Book of Illness"
15. When I was ill, I was rustling on my temples, lying and watching the broken moon on the window screen. Boil the nutmeg into boiling soup, do not have to beat the spirit of tea and eat. How easy it is to read on the pillow, the scenery in front of the rain is better. Accompany me all day, only the deep and reserved osmanthus flower. -Li Qingzhao's "Breaking the Huanxisha, Sick and Rustling"