I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland.
You have propped up the backbone of our generation!
You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation!
Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words.
Burning! Keep burning!
Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring!
Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you!
Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom?
Teacher, the engineer of human soul, who is not praising you!
Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty.
It's you, shining with beautiful sunshine and nourishing beautiful rain and dew.
Our hearts are full of green grass and flowers!
Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam;
You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love. ...
Over the years, grains of sand have become pearls and glistened.
You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself.
This selfless dedication is unforgettable.
Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring.
Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship.
You, the teacher's love, is the greatest and cleanest in the world!
If we are a ship, then the teacher is a sail, leading us forward in the ocean of knowledge; If we want to embark on a journey, teachers are like candles in our hands, illuminating the bumpy road in our study. You let us open the window of our hearts, you gave us spiritual support, you sent us on the road of learning and gave us endless encouragement. Teacher, we will always remember you.
Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty. It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart!
You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere.
You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest; You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff. When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water. And when you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water. Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is your art of education. Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people. The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.
Teacher, you use the noblest feelings of human beings-love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing strength ... sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher.
You work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland; You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines.
There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored.
If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea. And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.
Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step.
You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as exciting as a rushing river. ...
Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag about in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life. Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you.
Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.
The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others.
Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you!
2. The poem about the teacher is 1. Teacher, you are like a red candle, burning yourself and illuminating others.
2. Teacher, you are like a spring silkworm, spitting the silk thread of wisdom and weaving knowledge.
3. Once a teacher, always a father.
Teacher, you are like a gardener, cultivating the flowers of the motherland.
If you are water, we are fish, and we cannot live without you.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Highly respected.
A veritable teacher
Give one's last loyalty
Teach students in accordance with their aptitude and set an example.
Ten years of trees, a hundred years of people, tireless teachers and friends, peaches and plums all over the world, do their duty.
Praise the teacher's poem
Remember that your hands are covered with powder.
I remember your kind teaching.
I remember your new silver hair.
Because of you, many students can become talents.
Because of you, the world will be so civilized
Teacher, you are a bright light.
3. The poem describing the teacher is 1, and the world is not a teacher, so leaving is beneficial. -Liu Zongyuan
2, a teacher for a day, a father for life. -Guan Hanqing
3, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu
4, the teacher, so preaching, teaching, and confusing. -Han Yu
5, teachers are easy to meet, but teachers are hard to meet. -Sima Guang
6, the ancient scholars must be strict with the teacher, and the teacher is strict and respectful. —— Ouyang Xiu
7. Scholars must seek teachers, and teachers are essential. -Cheng Yi
8, saints are impermanent. -Han Yu
9. It is better to be a teacher than to study. Yang Xiong
10, an expensive teacher and an expensive friend. —— Tang Zhen
1 1, the ancient holy king, didn't mean to disrespect the teacher. lv buwei
12, Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night, Tang Du Fu.
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
13, untitled Tang 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 when the torch turns to ashes, tears will flow dry.
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. Not far from her charming mountain, oh, bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
4. What are the poems that praise the teacher? There are many poems praising teachers, and some typical ones are extracted for readers:
1、
Feng He Gong Ling Lu Tang Ye planted flowers.
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Bai Juyi
Original text:
The green field hall occupies the splendor of things, and passers-by show you your home.
Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall?
Make an appreciative comment
The Green Field Hall is open, occupying the essence of everything. Passers-by said it was your father's home. Your father's students are all over the world. Why plant flowers in front of the house? This poem uses metonymic rhetoric, taking peaches and plums as students, and the Green Field Hall refers to the house name of Pei Du in Tang Dynasty. This poem takes up the essence of everything by writing that Pei Du's house doesn't grow flowers (the house is conspicuous). It expresses praise for a teacher who is famous all over the world.
2、
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Fu
Original text:
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Translation and annotation
Spring rain knows how to adapt to the season. When everything germinates and grows, it comes in secret and timely with the spring breeze at night, nourishing everything, subtle and silent. Clouds in country roads and the air are hidden in the dark, but the lights of fishing boats on the river are particularly bright. Until dawn, look at the red flowers moistened by drizzle, reflecting the bright morning light, and the flowers covered with rain and dew are full of Jinguancheng. Now it is often used to describe a teacher's brilliant teaching methods. Note: (1) Yes: Yes. (2) Occurrence: germination and growth.
3、
Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems, with 220 poems.
Dynasty: Qing dynasty
Author: Gong Zizhen
Original text:
Only the great explosive power of lightning can make the land of China exude vitality, but the social and political situation is not angry, but a kind of sadness.
I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain norms to belittle more people.
Translation and annotation
Only the great power of thunder and lightning can make the land of China full of vitality, but it is a kind of sorrow for the people in the ruling and opposition parties to keep their mouths shut. I advise the emperor to rally, don't stick to certain specifications, and choose more talents. Now it is often used to express the expectation of teachers, hoping that teachers can train more talents for the society. Note 1. This is the 220th poem in Ji Hai's miscellaneous poems.
4、
The unnamed time was long before I met her, but it has been longer since we separated.
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Li Shangyin
Original text:
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! .
Translation and annotation
It's hard to see each other, and it's hard to part. In addition, the weather in late spring, the east wind is coming, which makes people even more sad. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, candles burn to ashes, and tear-like wax oil can drip dry. My wife dresses 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 for long at night, and they must feel that Leng Yue attacks people. The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no way to pass, just beyond my power. I hope to have a messenger like a bluebird to visit my lover diligently and pass the news around. Modern people often use "silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night." Show high respect to the teacher.
5. Describe the teacher's poem. What are the poems about teachers?
1, the group is steep and green, and the year is not remembered. Dial the clouds to find the ancient road, lean against the trees and listen to the flowing water. Warm flowers lie on green cows, white cranes sleep on high pine branches. Talk to the teacher, the river has been shrouded in dusk, I want to walk alone in the cold mountain clouds. -Li Bai's Seeking Harmony, Respecting Teachers and Living in Seclusion
2. Love at first sight is too hasty, and the school flowers are a few degrees red. Deep friendship is always in the dream of the soul, and deep kindness is always in the heart. -Anonymous "Four Musts, Unforgettable Teacher"
3, for the country, for the family and for the people, the wind, the sun and the rain. Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, the sun, the moon and the stars will accompany you all your life. -Six poems by Tian Jingsha Huilan Pavilion, anonymous.
4. Words are carefully scrutinized and need a lot of chewing. Half an acre of square pond is full of running water, so it takes great pains to raise new seedlings. -Anonymous "Thinking about Writing on the blackboard"
5, there is nowhere in the void, as if it were like glass. No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry. -Shang Liu's Return to the Teacher
6, East Palace white bastard, South Fourth Hospital Zen master. Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart. -Bai Juyi's Far Teacher
7, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
8. Dare to say and do, and have no regrets. The storm thundered and thundered, and the eyebrows were raised. Who else in the world? -Anonymous "Six Poems by Wang Bencheng of Tianjingsha"
9. Be upright and do things aboveboard. Bringing together heroes from all sides, we will make a name for ourselves and make the world mine. -Anonymous "Six Pictures of Shaguanzhong in Jing Tian"
10, Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by old cadres. New students will be born next year, and ten dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi. -Anonymous "Hsinchu"
1 1, the jade pot keeps the ice heart, and the brush writes the teacher's soul. Enthusiasm is like a father's language, and talk like a friend. A few lines of light words will accompany you for a lifetime. I hope that the latecomers can successfully report to the master. -Anonymous "Bing Xin"
12, Lvyetang occupies the property, and passers-by point fingers. Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall? -Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall of Gong Ling in Fenghe"
13, teaching children and teaching women, half a generation has worked hard. White hair, sweet milk for life. -anonymous "silkworm teacher"
14, falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect flowers more. -Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"
16, a respected, learned and valuable hero. The weather, location and people are harmonious, and the pen is amazing. -Anonymous "Six Poems by Kuang Huan, Teacher of Tianjingsha"
17, if you want to eliminate disasters for saints, you are willing to decline and cherish the old. -Han Yu's "Moving to the Left to Show Grandnephew")