Nursery rhymes about love of labor.

Vicissitudes are made by eating empty mountains, so we should neglect laziness. Beauty is created bit by bit with your hands, and you can't give up your efforts. Sweet honey is brewed by bees, soft soil is created by earthworms, and soft silkworm baby is created by silkworm baby, hardworking, hardworking, hardworking. Gardeners have cultivated many plants by themselves, and they have passed this story on from generation to generation. They work hard, work hard, work hard.

The sun shines, the rooster sings three songs, the flowers wake up and the birds are busy dressing up.

Little magpies build new houses and bees collect honey. Where does a happy life come from? We must rely on labor to create.

Green Ye Er, red flowers, small butterflies, playful, do not love labor, do not study, all of us do not study.

If you want to build a new house like a magpie, you must learn from bees to collect honey. The happiness of labor is the most glorious.