Seven poems about the poor
First of all:
Every family has its own problems, and it's lonely.
When the warmth disappears in the air, when can you see the afterglow?
The morning light is shining in the fog and birds are flying.
Delayed the return of Weixi from Lin 'ao.
Do what you can, will you be cold and hungry?
There is no bosom friend, and there is nothing to be sad about.
Secondly:
The end of the year is sad, and the front porch is brown.
The south garden is beautiful, and the dead leaves are full of the north garden.
There is no drainage in the pot and no smoke in the stove.
Poetry and books are packed outside the table, and the days are not long.
Seclusion is not Chen's life. I'm afraid to see what I said.
Why comfort me? Because there were so many sages in ancient times.
Third:
Sister Rong always plays the piano with a rope.
Native acceptance and refusal, clear singing, smooth business sound.
Zhong Hua has left me for a long time, and the poor are looking for each other.
The disadvantage is that the elbow is not covered, and quinoa soup is often lacking.
If you are not appreciated, don't forget to attack Qingmao.
Giving can also be perceived, but not my heart.
Fourth:
Qian Lou has been a humble man since ancient times.
I am not proud of being a good knight, and my kindness has not been rewarded.
Once life is over, rotten clothes are still bad.
Don't you know its extreme? It's not alarmist.
A thousand years have passed, and I have never seen you again.
North Korea was born with righteousness and died without regret.
Fifth:
Yuan An is trapped in the snow and can't do it.
Ruan Gong saw Qian Jin and abandoned his official position today.
There is room temperature in the village, so you can eat at home.
Actually, it's not difficult. What you're afraid of is not hunger and cold.
The rich and the poor often fight, and the Tao wins without shame.
Zhide, Guanbang Road, Celebration Festival reflects Xiguan.
Sixth:
Zhong Wei likes to live a poor life. He lives in Artemisia grass around his house.
However, after breaking up with friends, poetry is still quite capable;
There is only one Gong Liu who knows nothing.
Is this scholar Hu Dulan? Reality and Korea are the same;
Although you are satisfied with your career, you are not happy.
The personnel are solid and clumsy, chatting.
Seventh:
Yesterday, I was in Huang Zilian, playing the championship game with a famous state.
Once you quit, it's a bit difficult to be poor again.
I long for my wife, and my tears flow to me.
Although the husband is ambitious, he is worried about his children.
Sighed, embarrassed to give unexpected mo exceptional.
What a pity it is that whoever is poor is difficult!