Ask for a poem written by yongzheng emperor.

Yong Zhengdi's two poems, one of which is an empty curtain,

The catkins are abundant, and spring comes late.

Every time you forget to spend a month listening to politics,

Watch the rain at the right time? Even.

Eating snacks is not a boring reputation.

The fields at dusk are facing the dry self-benevolence.

Although the subject is seven degrees,

Folk customs are too shy to be pure.

-"The feeling of late spring"

The second is to think about drums and pianos.

There is a big treasure hanging on the book on the temple wall.

Watching thousands of people alone, relying on the heat of summer,

It is time to lose an inch.

Silun pays attention to mysterious language every day.

Crops and millet often hit the soil to sing.

It happened that the sky was blue and the moon was spitting.

Half a round is a warning.

-"Looking at the New Moon in the Summer Qin Zhengting Hall"

These two poems fully embody Yongzheng's ambition of diligence and self-discipline and looking forward to a good governance.