What does it mean that the silkworm in Teacher's Day is not old, but the tears in autumn candle are thicker?

It means that spring silkworms don't stop spinning when they die, and they don't stop crying when candles burn out, but they stop spinning. After the candles were burnt out, their career was not yet completed, and the hard work of the teachers had yielded fruitful results, and the gardeners were full of peaches and plums.

Ode to Teachers by Wang Zhenhua, a teacher of Liuwang Town Central Middle School in Jiaonan City.

Original poem:

Four spring rains have taken precautions, and several autumn rains have washed away the gap.

Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon, and chalk writes the spring and autumn without words.

Before the spring is old, the silk spits, and the candle tears turn into gray and autumn is thicker.

Peach and plum are sown in three thousand gardens in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits.

Vernacular translation:

These years' teaching career has occupied all my life, and the ups and downs of the years have increased the wrinkles on my forehead. Black hair turns white and years accumulate; Chalk silently wrote down the spring and autumn.

Spring silkworms don't stop spinning when they die, and they don't stop crying when the candles burn out, just stop spinning. After the candles were burnt out, their career was not finished, and the hard work of the teachers had yielded fruitful results, and gardeners were everywhere.

Extended data:

Before the spring is old, the silk spits, and the candle tears turn into gray and autumn is thicker. The Source is Li Shangyin's untitled work.

The unnamed time was long before I met her, but it has been longer since we separated.

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . (Pengshan Zuo Yi: Penglai)

translate

The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to part when we break up. Moreover, the weather in late spring, the east wind is about to close, is even more sad.

Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.

Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear. Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression.

The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope a messenger like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.