Silkworms in spring weave until they die, and candles start to dry when they cry. Untitled Li Shangyin

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. Gong Zizhen's Miscellaneous Work of Helping the Sea

Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children. Lu Xun

Do your best until you die. Zhuge Liang