Are there any poems praising silkworms?

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-(Tang) Li Shangyin

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

Nian silkworm

It's not enough to work hard. It takes longer to reel silk under the lamp.

I don't know where I come from, but I'm greedy for mandarin ducks embroidered on my clothes.

Seven unique yongshen

Don't eat grain, oil and vegetarian mulberries, and be careful to feed Si and change clothes.

When the heart is clear, the old silk will vomit, while the weaving will float in the sea.

The delicious food in life is Tian Sang, who hides his strength in the darkroom.

All emotions are brilliant, flying high.

I am ashamed to say that huts are difficult to keep in good health, and I am ashamed to make up Qionglou with wine.

Emptiness hates the cold Ilya, rambling about some trivial things that are not wonderful.

Seven Silkworm Poems (New Rhyme)

In order to repay Luo Fu's parenting, he spared no expense for the rest of his life.

Roses spit out three thousands of feet, leaving a hundred layers of acacia.

Four unique spring silkworms (two songs)

Not counting the basket, I ate all the soft mulberry, and the black ya turned into a white jiao Niang.

I know it's hard to repay a debt of gratitude, and I'll try my best to tie myself up.

In order to repay your deep gratitude, every time you hurt yourself, you want to use silk as a cocoon.

Poor splendid clothes, not worn by silkworm mothers.

Full of worries, slowly killing,

Who does the crystal spin for?

One day, I will bite my cocoon,

There is also a drag song!

Spring silkworm with seven senses

Quiet room temperature bed and beautiful mother, Dan Xin picked all the mulberry trees in the garden.

Worry is hard to repay, and I am willing to knit silk clothes and offer wedding clothes.

Spring silkworm with seven senses

You can learn from a silkworm in life, and you must never be greedy when you eat it.

Only when you die will you be exhausted and willing to stay among humans.

Wu juecan

Silk contains thousands of feelings, and cocoon is wrapped in elves.

Friendship is all over the world, and human beings embroider color screens.

Don't laugh all your life as an idiot. Who knows that in the depths of this situation?

I spare no effort to tie them up, just for spring, when I become a butterfly.

It will be windy and rainy tomorrow? Don't be wet and lingering, only wet wind.

Acacia eventually became a butterfly, and I was heartbroken.