What is the teacher better than? There are also some poems, such as "Red Candle" and "Spring silkworms will weave until they die like wax".

It is compared to lighting a red candle to illuminate others and trying to spit out the best last silk of silkworm. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

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Meeting is the same, the east wind has risen 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! .