2. Don't boast about the good color, leaving only the dry Kun in the air.
3. Asserting that the green hills are not relaxed and the roots are broken; After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
4. Who will work hard for whom after picking flowers into honey?
5. No matter the flat land or the mountain tip, infinite scenery is occupied.
6. The lonely village does not feel sorry for itself, but thought it was national defense.
7, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
8, falling red is not a heartless thing, turned into spring mud to protect flowers.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die and shed tears.
10, if you want to eliminate disasters for saints, you are willing to decline and cherish the old.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
12, come with your heart, without a blade of grass.
13, bash one's eyebrows coldly at a thousand fingers, bow one's head as a willing ox.
14, one paragraph after another, thousands of branches and leaves. I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
15, it is not snow from a distance, because there is fragrance coming.
16. After all the flowers are picked into honey, you will work hard for your sweet people.
17, scattered into mud, ground into dust, only the fragrance remains the same.
18, there is a heart in the air, and it has been a thousand years of merits and demerits, laughing at the frost and snow in winter. Life is dull and indifferent, and life is virtuous.