After collecting hundreds of flowers into honey, it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for. (Luo Yin)
The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torch will shed tears before it dries up. (Li Shangyin's " Untitled")
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. (Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai")
The cold brow points at a thousand people, bowing the head and willing to be a Ruzi Niu. (Lu Xun)
Dedicated to the end of his life and died. (Zhuge Liang)
Lying stiffly in a lonely village, not feeling sorry for oneself, but still thinking about guarding the Luntai for the country. (Lu You, "November 4th" "Wind and rain")
If you want to eliminate bad things for the sage, you are willing to cherish your old age. (Han Yu "Moved to Languan from the left to show his nephew Xiang")