Learn frugal poetry together.

Diligence and thrift, starting from me.

Today is not what it used to be, and it is changing with each passing day.

Cherish food and put an end to waste.

Fine traditions have never been abolished.

From generation to generation.

Reasonable life, brand-new consumption.

A porridge and a meal are hard to come by.

Good character permeates people's hearts.

Small drops of water, one drop at a time, converge into a river thousands of miles long.

Small grains of rice, one grain at a time, are piled into a grain pile with a height of 1,000 meters.

Small pieces of paper, one after another, piled up into thousands of feet deep piles of paper.

Small stitches, one stitch and one thread, are sewn into fabrics thousands of feet wide.

Small noodles, long strips, and cooked food smell thousands of miles.

Every little thing makes a mickle.

Children, remember to cherish all kinds of things. Success is like picking dirt, while failure is like waves of sand.

Leftovers that can't be eaten,

Mom didn't want to come,

Mix a little water,

Turned into delicious porridge.

Wearing an old coat,

Father is reluctant to throw it,

It's a little shabby,

But it can withstand the whole cold winter.

I'm not home,

Put frugality in your bag,

A smile is written on the face,

Beauty is in the heart.