Ancient poems about silkworms

Ancient poems about silkworms:

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It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

2. Singing Silkworm

It's not enough to work hard. It takes longer to reel silk under the lamp.

I don't know where I come from, but I'm greedy for mandarin ducks embroidered on my clothes.

3. "Silkworm Singing Four Musts"

Don't eat grain, oil and vegetarian mulberries, and be careful to feed Si and change clothes.

When the heart is clear, the old silk will vomit, while the weaving will float in the sea.

The delicious food in life is Tian Sang, who hides his strength in a dark room.

All emotions are brilliant, flying high.

I am ashamed to say that huts are difficult to keep in good health, and I am ashamed to make up Qionglou with wine.

Emptiness hates the cold Ilya, rambling about some trivial things that are not wonderful.

4. "Four Silkworms (New Rhyme)"

In order to repay Luo Fu's parenting, he spared no expense for the rest of his life.

Roses spit out three thousands of feet, leaving a hundred layers of acacia.

5. "Four Unique Skills, Spring Silkworm"

Quiet room temperature bed and beautiful mother, Dan Xin picked all the mulberry trees in the garden.

Worry is hard to repay, and I am willing to knit silk clothes and offer wedding clothes.