Beautiful sentences about bugs

Insects sound like autumn pillows, and Luo Wei's tears wet the mandarin duck brocade. Lying alone, the jade muscle is cold, and the more hateful it is. The evil wind turns over the green curtain, and the rain is astringent and snuff is dark. After all, I can't sleep. -Song Qin Guan's "Bodhisattva Man, Insect Crying and Dewing Autumn Pillow"

Insects are singing in the dark at night, and it is cloudy and rainy in autumn. I'm afraid that people who are worried will sleep for a while and their voices will move closer to the bed. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Smelling Insects"