This painting is accompanied by poetry, seeking for the whole poem.

Master Weiguang

little white rabbit

I am a white rabbit, living in the crowd,

I have long hair, thinner than wool.

Every year, it is cut down and the daily output increases.

Woven into sweaters, trousers, clothes and quilts.

Take away my warmth, I will never complain,

I wish I could kill the blade, so that I wouldn't be tested.