Praise the beauty of labor: beans are planted at the foot of Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will. -"Returning to the Garden" Tao Yuanming
Praise the glory of labor: the sun is shining, the rooster sings three songs, the flowers wake up, the birds are busy dressing up, and the little magpie builds a new house.
Little bees are busy collecting honey. Where does a happy life come from? It depends on labor to create. Green Ye Er, red flowers.
Butterflies love playing, don't love working and don't study, so all of us don't study. We should learn from magpies to build new houses and bees to collect honey. The happiness of labor is endless, and the creation of labor is the most glorious. (Song "Glory of Labor")