Five poems describing silkworms

1, chanting silkworm Tang dynasty: ginger

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.

Hard-earned cocoons are not enough, and silkworm boiling in the middle of the night is longer than silk. I don't know how hard it is to raise silkworms when I wear silk They just covet mandarin ducks embroidered on their clothes.

2. Tang Tianjiaxing: Wang Jian

Farmers in the countryside are jubilant, happy, satisfied and empty, and even the tone of their words is different from usual. In summer, the wheat grains are rolling and the summer grain is bumper.

There is also a good harvest of cocoons in summer, and the noise of cars under the eaves is endless, and the cocoons of wild silkworms are not collected, so they can only die. There was a scene of bumper harvest, but the villagers could not enjoy the fruits of their labor, but had to pay most of the grain and silk taxes.

In the harvest year, they don't expect to spread grain and weave silk by themselves, but only hope to save the cattle in the city and hand them over to the government. The villagers said they didn't care about eating well, and thought that as long as the county government was not involved in the case, that was the greatest happiness.

Looking at the scene of bumper harvest, men's words are full of joy, women's faces are full of smiles, and every household no longer complains, and what they say is different in peacetime. Although the weather is hot in May, the wheat wind at this time gives people a cool feeling. Under the eaves of the village, women are busy reeling silk with carts, making a sparse sound.

There was a bumper harvest of silkworms, and the cocoons of wild silkworms were no longer harvested, so these cocoons became autumn moths on the trees, flying among the leaves. After the wheat is harvested, it is piled up in baskets on the wheat field, and woven into silk cloth one by one and wrapped on the shaft. Farmers can confirm that this year's harvest is enough to pay government taxes.

I don't expect food at the entrance, and I don't expect silk to be left for clothes, but I can temporarily avoid going into town to sell calves. There is really no difference between food and clothing for farmers' families. As long as their families are not caught by the county government, it is a very happy thing.

3. Untitled time is longer than meeting her and longer than breaking up. Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin.

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! .

The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to leave when leaving. Moreover, the weather in late spring, when the east wind is about to harvest, makes people feel even more sad. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.

Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear. Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression. The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope an angel like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.

4. "Autumn Trial of Partridge Days" Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Bai Zhu's new robe is tender and cold. Spring leaves ring in the cloister, Yumen has approved peach blossom waves, and the Moon Palace adopts Gui Xiang first.

Peng Beihai, Phoenix Chaoyang. A book and a sword, the road is long, and it's Xiu Yuan. I will go to Qingyun on this day next year, but I am helping others with a smile.

In this cool weather in early autumn, you asked me to wear new clothes made of white ramie to take the imperial examination. I seem to see you taking the exam later. You will write in the examination room with other candidates, just like spring silkworms eating mulberry leaves and rustling in cloisters. After the provincial examination, osmanthus has already spread to the Moon Hall, and you will definitely be on the laurel list, the moon laurel tree. Not only that, but even when the peach blossoms surge next year, they will be ready for you like a fish jumping into the Longmen.

Now you are taking books and swords to the distant and broad road to the exam, just like Kun Peng swam from the North Sea to the South China Sea, and like a phoenix flying to the rising sun. Today next year, you have reached the top, so you can relax and enjoy watching the works that are still busy for fame in this world.

5. "Gong Yuan does not read Jinshi" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

The purple case burns incense and blows gently, and the court is clear. Soldiers who don't talk nonsense are brave and will eat leaves next spring.

The village is virtuous, and the court divides nobles and treats officials. Self-shame, mental fatigue, relying on public judgment, to the point.

Gong Yuan is full of cigarettes, and the spring breeze is warm and light. The spacious court is full of elites from all over the world who came to take the exam early in the morning. Weightlifters fought nervously and solemnly, just like soldiers scurrying with medals, only hearing pens rustling on paper, as if spring silkworms were chewing mulberry leaves. In counties, the first thing to pay attention to is moral conduct. The imperial court awards official positions in different levels, depending on the ruling minister. I feel ashamed, my body is failing, and my mind is failing. It's up to you to identify and distinguish outstanding talents.