Ask for a few poetic poems, not poor alms from others.

Hello, I'm glad to answer your question. I don't ask for help from others. The poem of charity for the poor is as follows.

Tao Yuanming, don't bend over for five buckets of rice.

The son of heaven didn't get on the boat, calling himself Brewmaster.

Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face.