Ancient poems about silkworms

Song Zhang Yu

I went to town yesterday and came back with tears in my eyes.

Those who wear Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers.

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Don

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! .

Song of silk

Bao Huiling in the Southern and Northern Dynasties

Spring silkworms should not be old, and they often conceive silk day and night.

What a pity to be exhausted, lingering has its own time.

giant silkworm

Tang yuyuan

Wild eat green mulberry, spin silk for cocoon.

It's no use stealing the warmth of strangers.

I want to balance my silk and turn it into warm clothes.

Nian silkworm

Tangjiang Gong Yi

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.

silkworm cocoon

Wang Yuan cotton

Old silkworms should make cocoons and spin silk.

Be careful, it has changed. Take it if you like.

The machine has practice, and the piano has winding.

String and harmony, practice and things.

Its contribution is not small, and it is biased to use it?

It is difficult to send a poem to an aunt silkworm.