1. Regardless of the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied. After harvesting the flowers and turning them into honey, for whom does it work hard and for whom does it taste sweet? ——"Bee" Author: Luo Yin
2. Flying through flowers and willows is like an arrow, and sticking to catkins to find fragrance is like falling stars. The tiny body can carry weight, and the thin wings can ride the wind. ——"Singing the Bee" by Wu Cheng'en
3. The green phoenix and the green qiu ride to the lower realm, and the butterflies are frightened and the bees avoid it. ——Author of "Water Dragon Song": Huang Jiyu
4. On February 2nd, the river went up, and the east wind was warm and the sun was blowing. Flowers, whiskers and willow eyes are all bad, and purple butterflies and wasps all have feelings. ——"February 2nd" by Li Shangyin
5. Flying through thousands of flowers, never having half a day's leisure in your life. Everyone in the world praises honey for its delicious taste. Who can pity me for adding fuel to the bottom of the cauldron? ——Wang Jin in "Song of Bees"
6. Bees swarm in disputes. The four waves are like whales swallowing each other, shaking the five mountains and collapsing their roots. ——Author of "The Chasm": Zhang Bi
7. Whether it is hateful or appropriate, Dange brews bee honey, and likes to mix swallow mud. ——"A Flower_Spring Rain Runs Young Peach" Author: Ma Yanliang
8. What's more, after the flower blooms, there will be no flowers, and the bees will be very busy. From now on, you gather honey and build a house. ——Author of "Autumn Orchid Fragrance": Chen Liang
9. Orchid and Hui originally belong to the same garden, and bees and snakes also live together. The evil intentions are both stung by poison, and the demonic flames are boasting. The thunder sting will stop swallowing it, and the nest will be destroyed by burning. Don't say that there will be no more misfortune when pity and evil come together. ——"Poem of Insects and Bees" Author: Yuan Zhen
10. The pear smiles in the clear moon, and the bee swims in the purple palace in spring. The spleen is divided into five parts, and the pistil is chewed to serve the king. The wings and feathers are similar, but the minds are different. Be aware that there are no people who bite people in this world.
——Author of "Poetry of Insects and Bees": Yuan Zhen