What are the ancient poems about "tiredness"?

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

Source: Tang Li Shangyin "Untitled"

Interpretation: Spring silkworms are spinning until they die, and tears stop when candles burn to ashes. Refers to the deep feelings of missing.

Time was long before I met her, but it was longer than after we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. 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! .

A thousand hammers cut the mountain, and the fire only burns casually.

Source: Qing Ning Ci by Ming Yuqian

Interpretation: hammering into the mountains thousands of times, blazing fire is regarded as the normal state.

Thousands of hammers cut out the mountains, and the fire burns like a fool. Not afraid of broken bones, leaving innocence in the world.

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

Source: Song "Death, Living in a Dangerous Building"

Interpretation: My clothes are getting looser and looser, and I have never regretted it. I'd rather be haggard in order to miss her. ?

It's okay to rely on dangerous buildings. Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent. I'm getting drunk. When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?

Source: Compassion for Farmers by Don Li Shen.

Interpretation: Who knows the delicious food on our plate? Are condensed with the hard work of farmers.

It was noon when weeding, and sweat dripped into the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?

Don't worry, who knows how many things are the same in the world?

Interpretation: Don't think that others can understand your troubles and sorrows. Everyone in this world is different.

Don't worry, who knows how many things are the same in the world? What it's like to faint, like a banana shower.