Poetry about the struggle against poverty

The poems about fighting poverty are as follows:

1, two songs about the star Xu Jisheng.

-Song Dynasty:? Yang Wanli

Xu Ziru complained about his mistakes and wrote about the stars today.

There is no need to know when I will be expensive and when I will get rid of poverty.

2. The second rhyme of Ten Miscellaneous Poems states that the poor and the strong are ill and the people are high.

-Song Dynasty:? Lu you

I am ashamed that Mencius opened Yang Mo. Han Yu is an old Buddha, without losing his sacred biography.

Logging should be root cutting, and attacking the enemy should be the focus. Sit down and watch the eclipse and explore the whole world.

You can't trust a tree, but you must worry about this building. Generation Andrew Meng Han, leave our party first.

Zhi Ming and poetry began to rhyme again.

-Song Dynasty:? Cao yanyue

At that time, I couldn't forget the Chinese New Year, but today it is as cold as ice.

I am tired of Hua Meng, but I am still lazy. I dare to attack the enemies of poetry.

Rely on habitat, fortunately around the south, difficult to meet and ants left.

I paint to let Shao Li and Danzina sleep.

4. Reuse the previous rhyme, give Chen, ancestral line.

-Song Dynasty:? Chao Bu Zhi

Eat, drink and be merry. Life is full of ups and downs.

Lanting's past is like rain, and the mountains and rivers are empty.

When Chen Hou was a teenager, Sanfu became famous.

However, Gao Cai abandoned the rope moment and naturally used embroidery instead of needle and thread.

Fifty days to get rid of a person, or sing too much.

Encountering Zhu Ye Market in Xicheng, Wang Guan followed the Japanese train to pick up the household.

It is said that the Spring Festival Evening returns to Dongting, a good story of Jiangnan in the sunset.

What's with the lid up? Whipping is a lifelong wish.

But I was worried about tackling the problem, so I asked Xu to find an alliance to clear the way.

5, the teacher "xianggong" sees a long rhyme.

-Song Dynasty:? Ouyang Xiu

I have been at home for twenty years.

I've been stupid all my life and I've always been ashamed of myself.

There are many difficulties, but fatigue is still encouraging.

A withered friend in the valley is just a listless person by the pool.

Lost a good time, and a pure vulgar trouble.

Every time I steal my leisure, the teacher attacks me repeatedly.

A good teacher is always tireless, and he can make up more speeches.

Although it is out of reach, it is unwise to hope on a horse.

If you want to serve your country, you will go back to the farm to buy fields.

I will not humiliate my bosom friend, I am willing to be moved by the interests.