There are many poems about silkworms, which have been roughly sorted out. There is life, emotion and understanding of life in silkworm poems, and there is a special term "silkworm".
Subdivided into six subcategories: 1) Silkworm life full of pastoral flavor: nothing happens when sitting and sleeping, and silkworm life can be seen on sunny days (Fan Chengda's "Spring Pastoral" is very lively); 2) The feeling of lying silkworm (lingering), but also the regret of being drawn to the officialdom and failing to realize one's ambition: the silk in spring will be woven until death (Li Shangyin has no title) 3) The feeling of being trapped in cocoon: life is like spring silkworm. 6) Whale-eating is often used by historians to describe Qiang Qin's destruction of six countries: eating with honor and disgrace (five words by Ji Kang).
I wrote Silkworm today because I took out a mulberry silk coat in the morning. The family said that the silkworm chrysalis was put into boiling water before it broke its cocoon and emerged. When I was a child, I raised silkworm babies and took care of fat and lovely babies until they hatched. I strive to: cocoon after pupation can also be reeled, and it is impossible to kill things cruelly to get silk? In fact, this is just a naive unknown world. Upon inquiry, the truth is this: in order to ensure the integrity and cleanliness of cocoon surface and the quality of raw silk, silkworm chrysalis always needs to go into the water to get silk. In 1960s, China also invented a variety of radiation pupation technologies.
Our clothes and food are supported by other life. Only with gratitude and cherish, what we can do is to put an end to waste! Sericulture and cotton have a history of 5,000 years in China, and clothes and bedding made of mulberry silk are deeply loved by people. Thanks to the comfort and warmth that these little animals have brought us with their life-long efforts-
The second of three five-character poems
Sheng Ji Guo kang
Doing nothing at home at night.
One-step bare court edge
Look up at the road to heaven.
The streamer is octupole.
Mourn this season.
Far away, I was forced to read the Tao.
When the road flutters.
Swim to the spine.
Gain and loss.
Honor and shame erode each other.
Although Zhu Xi is mysterious and yellow.
Tai Su is expensive and colorless.
The road is deep and the body is light.
Colour the same information.
Make silk
Southern and Northern Dynasties: Anonymous
Spring silkworms should not be old, and they often conceive silk day and night.
What a pity to be exhausted, lingering has its own time.
A farmhouse by the Weihe River.
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
Sunset shines on the market, and cattle and sheep go home along the path. (Sunset is a work: oblique light)
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves. ("The Book of Songs Xiaoya Xiao Ge": "The pheasant dynasty still wants its daughter." )
Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
Ode to the Difficult Road of Shu
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Hey, hey, it's dangerous!
The difficulty of Shu Dao is difficult to go to the sky!
Until the two rulers of this area forced their way through in the foggy age!
Forty-eight thousand years have passed. Don't talk to Qin Sai.
And Dabaishan, to the west, still has only one bird path, all the way to the peak of Emei.
Once it was broken by an earthquake, some brave people lost it, and then the ladder stone pile was hooked.
On the high flag, six dragons drive the sun, and far below, the river lashes its twisted channel.
Such a height is difficult for a yellow crane, poor monkey, they only have claws to use. (climbing: climbing)
The Green Mud Mountain is made up of many circles. For every hundred steps, we have to turn nine times in the middle of its mound.
Panting, we passed Orion, passed Jingxing, and then fell to the ground with our arms folded and groaned.
We don't know whether this road to the west will never end. The road ahead is getting darker and darker.
Nothing can be heard except the cries of birds surrounded by ancient forests. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird.
Jathyapple, what comes to us is the melancholy voice of Du Fu, a sad empty mountain.
It's hard to get through the Shu Road, and it's hard to get to the sky. It turns pale when you smell it!
The highest cliff is less than a foot from heaven, and the withered pine trees hang low on the cliff surface.
One thousand waterfalls rushed forward one after another, sending out the thunder of rotating stones in ten thousand valleys.
You've come a long way at all risks! (It's the same: it's the same)
Although the pass of the watchtower is strong and steep, one person guards it and ten thousand people can't beat it.
What if he is not loyal, but a wolf to his companions? .
There are scary hungry tigers during the day and poisonous reptiles at night; With their teeth and fangs, they kill like hemp.
Although the Silk City is beautiful, I'd rather go home soon.
It's hard to get through the Shu Road, but it's hard to get into the sky. Look sideways to the west and ask for advice!
Send friends to Shu.
Tang Libai
It is said that the road from here to Shudu is rugged and difficult.
The cliff rises abruptly from the face of the human face, and the qi rises with the rise of the horse's head.
Flowers-like trees cover the path of Qin Ruchuan, the river that flows around the river, and the capital of Shu.
Your advance and retreat have been decided, and you won't be asked about the good Kun Pei.
In May, I traveled to the east and answered the article (representative work)
Tang Libai
In May, plum blossoms began to turn yellow, and silkworms and mulberry leaves were empty.
Lu people weave again, and the loom rings.
Grain Rain might as well be an official and come to Shandong to learn sword.
Visiting the future with a whip, being laughed at.
You are a fool and a strong man, but it is not enough to say that you are poor.
I can kill two birds with one stone in Liaocheng.
In the end, I didn't get anything in return, and I was ashamed to be with people at that time.
Go straight to the west, and the sunset is faint.
Let's not talk about this, I am willing to turn.
Huan Su Sha Su Yi Zao Hua
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Xumen Shitan thanked the rain and wrote five songs on the road. The sound of reeling is heard in the north village of Tengjia South Village. A farmer in Guliu is wearing a cow shop selling cucumbers.
There are jujube flowers in the rustling clothes, cars ringing in the south and north of the village, and cucumbers are sold in the cow clothes Guliu. (Tong Tong: Tong Tong)
The sun is shining, but he is too thirsty. He wants to find some water to drink. Then knock on a villager's door and ask, can I have a bowl of tea?
This word was written in Xuzhou Prefecture, when Su Shi was 43 years old.
Country April
Song Dynasty: Weng Juan
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
Silkworm girl singing
Song Xie Fangde
When Zigui was crying for the fourth watch, I first saw that silkworms were thick and afraid of thin leaves.
Don't believe Liu Yue, the jade man has not returned from singing and dancing.
Partridge, send an outline for the autumn exam.
Song Xin qi Ji
Bai Zhu's new robe is tender and cold. Spring erodes the cloister surrounded by leaves. Yumen has approved the peach blossom wave, and the Moon Palace collects cinnamon 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.
Gu gu Tian you goose huzuishu restaurant wall
Song Xin qi Ji
Shepherd's purse is in the spring plain, and the crow falls in the newly plowed rain. Affectionate white hair and helpless spring, green curtain wine is easy to credit at night.
Idle attitude, fine career, Sang Ma in the west of the bullpen. Who is the girl in the green skirt? Go and see my family while the silkworm is still alive.
Man Jiang Hong Shan lives in stone.
Song Xin qi Ji
A few light seagulls found a bright green. Where, a pair? Come and take a bath. Read Li Sao's booze carefully and see how good it is to repair bamboo. There are flying springs, daily pearls and 3,000 welcome trees.
Spring rains are raining, and new valleys are planted. Never idle days, sleep yellow calf. Look at the clouds, the wheat ridges and the snow-covered silkworm clusters. If it is enough now, it is enough when it is not enough. With the help of Ye Lao and Shou Shou, the loquat matured.
Book sigh
Song luyou
Life is like a silkworm, a cocoon binds itself, an eyebrow and a feather are also in me.
Teenagers do not cherish themselves, but their thoughts are like fire, their eyes dance wildly and their waists are light, they are ecstatic and laughing.
Fortunately, Yuling realized early, and there is nothing difficult in the world; But I remember calling Monk Shan, frying tea, making old cakes and making old fruits.
Kosan
Fan Song Chengda
There are thousands of dead plants left in the axe, and the road will be repaired soon.
When spring silkworms are full, they should stop cocoon and spare no effort to complain about firewood.
Qingjinzhi (Lv Zhong Palace)
Song Zhang Xian
Green snails add mountains. Both beautiful women are round when they smile. Hold the clouds and hook the snow to see the light. Yan will be miserable.
May there be no separation in this life, before the embroidered screen under the moon. Double silkworms become cocoons * * * lingering. More married.