The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before the tears dry up.

Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history.

Sacrificing one's life to go to the national disaster, seeing death as a sudden return home.

The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming. The green hills are a place where bones can be buried, and the white hair bows in shame

——Li Gang of the Song Dynasty

Plowing a thousand acres will yield a thousand boxes, but who will be injured again when exhausted?

But all sentient beings will be full, and they will not hesitate to suffer from illness or death.

"Ode to Coal"

——Yu Qian of the Ming Dynasty

The black gold can be found by digging through the chaos, which contains the deepest yang and meaning.

The fire burns brightly and rejuvenates the spring, and the furnace shines brightly through the night.

Ding Yi Yuan relies on the power of creation, but the iron and stone still remain in the heart after death.

I hope that everyone will be well fed and warm enough to go out of the mountains and forests without any trouble.

"Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai"

——Gong Zizhen of the Qing Dynasty

The sun is setting in the day when I am about to leave, and I sing my whip to the east and point to the end of the world.

The falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers.

"Wine"

——Qiu Jin of the Qing Dynasty

Spend a lot of money to buy a sword, even a mink fur can be exchanged for wine.

If you cherish it with passion and diligence, it will still turn into blue waves if you spill it.

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