"Spider Satire"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Meng Jiao
All species have their own nature, and each is endowed with the harmony of nature. Silkworm body and your body, your body is so wrong.
The silkworm body is not for oneself, and your body is not for Tuo. Silk is a garment, and your silk is a snare.
It is almost useless to save things, but there are more and more harmful things. Although hundreds of insects are full of hatred, their generals can do nothing.
"Insect Poems: Spiders"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Yuan Zhen
There are enough spiders in the world, and there are many in Bashu. The gaps are long, and the void is woven horizontally.
It lingers and injures bamboos and cypresses, and swallows insects and moths. To wish a beautiful woman happy, there is nothing I can do about it.
The secret general in the net is asking for food, and the silk is slanted and misses people. Because he followed Fang Jixu, Guaizhen took up residence.
The road is blocked by cicada crowns, and the sky is full of jade dew. Children pity the small ones, and gradually desire to be as big as the wheel.
Children pity the round net, and beautiful women wish them happiness. Unexpectedly, there is a dark gap in the edge, and the soft muscles are suddenly bitten.
It is easy to attack the poisonous body, but it may be too late to cure it by burning the heart. Look at the long threads and the flat lust.
"Spider Oracle"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Su Zheng
Spring silkworms spin silk and make endless contributions to the world. Spiders spin out silk, and flying insects gather blood.
Silk is not patent, and your silk is not exclusive. It is no different to spread a net when reflecting the sun, and cover the sky.
The house is located at the front door, and the harmful things can be said to be there. Although the success of the network will be a blessing to oneself, the failure of the network will be a disaster for you.
The villain and the gentleman have the same interests.
"Spider"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Hong Zikui
When the setting sun is about to fall, I am afraid that I will be late in finding my life. It is covered with a great net vertically and horizontally, and its economics from beginning to end are pure silk.
With a full belly, flying insects are as fat as gourds, and their beaks are sharp and their stings are conducive to cones. I was swept away by the children in the morning, leaving nothing behind.
"Spider Harmony"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Li Zengbo
Things are small but wise, and the empty eaves are slightly stranded. If there is no connection between heaven and earth, how can there be wind and rain?
The bee surrenders to itself, but the mantis dare not insult it. Remove the noodle soup and take the Xiangzi.
Although the silkworms are not silkworms, they look like tigers to flies. What a coincidence, it's not man-made, it shames the Golden Needle Girl.
"Ode to the Spider"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Mei Yaochen
Every day I build a foot of net, I know how many feet of silk will be spun. Hundreds of insects feed you, and your belly is always bitter and hungry.
"Spider"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Pu Shouchen
The light silk comes out of the belly, and the mouth is weaved without a shuttle. In my previous life, I was a stranger, and my food was caught in a snare.
The fence can also be cut off. How can it be done like this?
"Spider"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Puji
One thread hangs to the point of void, and one hundred memories are filled with murderous intent. The four dimensions above and below are woven together, and only when there is nothing missing can the words be spoken.
"Spider"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wei Zongwu
There are so many latitudes and latitudes of wisdom, but the net is as wide as a rope. But knowing that it is a thing, there is even more of a thing.
"Spider"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Xu Yuanjie
Leaning tiredly to the east of the small courtyard, the spider was frightened and the sparrow fell into the void. Look carefully at the strands hanging on the branches, twisting and turning the silk threads into the belly.
Occasionally, you have to take a dangerous path to be honest and sincere, but luckily you don’t fall into bad luck. No matter how thin the traces are, I want to run a network of insects.
"The Spider in the Eaves"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yang Wanli
The fence in the corner of the house is shaded by bamboo trees, and it is pitiful and exhausted. The body remains motionless as if there is nothing, and the net is gently shaken to see if there is a bird.
The sun shines brightly in five colors, and the play dances with the wind. Watching the longitude and latitude of the channel come and go, I can't help but forget the destruction.
"Spider in Front of the Eaves"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zheng Qingzhi
Like silkworms lingering around each other, they appear and disappear without a trace around the shabby side of the house. He is full of poison and is as big as a scorpion, and he is trying to spread his net to reach the sky.