Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Untitled Li Shangyin
3 with a thousand fingers across his brow, he is willing to be a willing ox. Lu Xun's self-mockery
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history. Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Zero Ocean
I don't care if I am smashed to pieces, there is only innocence left in the world. Yu Qian's Lyrics of Lime
6 sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
After the flowers are collected into honey, whoever works hard for them will be sweet. Luo Yin's self-scheduling
But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats. Du fu's book fragrance