Poetry about chalk 1. Poetry about chalk
A piece of chalk.
That little body
No grand titles, no shining jewels.
Innocent souls are white and flawless,
Condensed with the light of wisdom
That little body
No shocking high-profile, no noisy quarrels.
The whisper of rustling moistens things silently.
There is a clear spring flowing.
That little body
No selfish interests, no personal expectations.
She associated the spaceship with the moon.
Knock on the door of the future
That little body
Destined not to corrupt.
Write down the truth and erase the utility.
It has also become the most colorful sport in life.
That little body
So there will be no idle giggles and squeaks.
Let the brilliant sweat spill on the earth.
Pave the way for a bumper harvest.
Wandering on the three-inch platform with colorful dreams.
Silent and selfless
Sincere communication
2. What are the poems about chalk?
"sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic ..." This is a chalk silent song.
In class, chalk always dedicates itself silently on the blackboard and always contributes to us with its small body. It didn't complain, but exchanged its youth for everyone's wisdom.
When the chalk disappeared in front of the blackboard, the last hymn was already rippling in my heart, which was so similar to the teacher's life.
I praise chalk because it is broad-minded and never cares about personal gain or loss.
I admire chalk very much, because its appearance is simple, and I never deliberately decorate myself.
I praise chalk, because it has no regrets, and countless "bodies" under the blackboard are the last hymn of its life.
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Every night, the chalk in the box will fall asleep quietly. No one will feel sad because they will lose themselves tomorrow. They sleep soundly, and often give out smug laughter and excited sighs in their dreams. Agree 12 1| Comments (3)
3. What are the poems about "chalk"
1. "The Red Magnolia Opera in Lingyin Temple" Time: Tang Author: Bai Juyi purple chalk with sharp flame, red rouge dyed small lotus flowers.
How much do you know about homesickness, which makes the monk regret becoming a monk. 2. "The Fisherman's Pride: Chalk Painted without Trace" Time: Song Author: Yan Shu Chalk Painted without Trace.
Gold thread is hard to match. Who picks incense lightly?
The wind is getting stronger and stronger. The bow broke up. Double? Let's go
The rainy night turned the sky blue. Chaoyang borrows rouge color.
It's a pity to want to break away from people. Autumn is compulsory.
New lotus seeds have been seen on the plate. 3. "Five-color Lotus Rhyme" Time: Song Author: The lotus of Wen is two-colored, and it began to flourish in Chongyang area.
Draw chalk for makeup, embroider red needles. Self-pity and self-pity at night. Those who endure the cold lean on the frost fence.
There are visitors from the West Garden on Sunday, so it is appropriate to persuade them to drink. 4. "Two rhymes reward Mao Gong to send jasmine and white lotus back to Taiwan" Time: Song Author: Yu Liang can be greedy for money in summer, and skirts are suitable for autumn.
Laughing at his valley and boasting about Huang Yue, he wanted to learn from the white buildings in Hu Ling. Chalk wants to be clever, but red makeup has no shame.
Ming came from Zu Ying's family, and his poems are lighter than. 5. "Spring Mountain in the Rain" Time: Song Author: Yang Wanli Who is the new son of Spring Mountain, the peak is a pen, and the sky is paper.
Look closely, it is the 893 and 393 Wan Li dotted in the distant mountains. The paper marks are bleak and faint in the distant mountains, with pine trees on the top and Lv Yun on the bottom.
As the color was too green, I covered it gently with chalk. After a while, the powder faded, scattered and green, and it was impossible to describe the distant mountains.
4. Ask a poem about chalk
1. Chalk is hard to praise and can only be used as an introduction to praise the teacher.
Inch by inch of chalk.
Dye your hair white
Take it off and light a candle.
Illuminate others
Let one hieroglyph after another
Become the footprints you have walked through
Climb to the top of the cliff
Let the latecomers step on your shoulders.
Send groups of students on the road.
Twinkling Stars
Brilliant
Use up the last bit of waste heat
This is a teacher's life.
Engineers of the human soul.
2. chalk
-the teacher's praise
Three-inch snow posture,
Thin, thin muscles.
Mo Dao has no bones,
Can carry ladders.
At the expense of thin waist branches,
Why are you afraid of melting dust?
Only grow peaches and plums,
Qiu Lai Xiangmanyuan.
5. What are the poems praising "chalk"?
1, Pride of Fisherman, Chalk Painted, Lost.
Year: Song Author: Yan Shu
Chalk is untraceable. Gold thread is hard to match. Who picks incense lightly? The wind is getting stronger and stronger. The bow broke up. Double? Let's go
The rainy night turned the sky blue. Chaoyang borrows rouge color. It's a pity to want to break away from people. Autumn is compulsory. New lotus seeds have been seen on the plate.
2. Step on Magpie/Butterfly Lovers
Year: Song Author: Anonymous
The south is cold and the mountains are green. Plum blossoms in the court, spring smells first. Why can't you bear to choose jade and English? The people under the tree really like Chen.
Rotate the scent to eliminate alcohol. Painting is useless, but chalk struggles to draw. New love must be cherished. Idle with the Qiangdi.
3. "Li He does not lack Qujiang to see lotus flowers"
Year: Tang Author: Yao He
Dewdrops and lotus flowers welcome Shu, and the fields are revived by burning. At first glance, God should be frightened, but his eyes are still uneasy.
Photocoagulation beads have pedicles and the flame is smokeless. The powder is greasy with yellow silk, and the heart is heavy with jasper money.
The sunshine turns beautiful in autumn, and the rain is new in the late Qing Dynasty. Drunk with beautiful flowers, worried about red and thinking about a river.
Green stems support calyx, and green leaves fill the room. Faint is also extraordinary, and it is natural to answer English.
I'm still tired of being famous and eager to make a guest appearance. Pour a fragrant wine and enjoy Ayane.
Hai Xia would rather be dignified than beautiful. The guest wants to get rid of the disease, and the monk wants to break the Zen.
Standing at the water's edge at dawn, only sleeping on the bank at night. Gold is like bright sand, but the lamp is suspected to stay in Puzhou.
At the beginning of the wind, the clusters started and the fish played slightly. The color burns fine fog, and the appearance is beautiful.
Painters throw chalk, maids throw flowers. It is difficult for a bird to love, but it is difficult for a bee to steal.
Bypass the rotten bottle and send a lingering gift. Who planned Jiangnan music, romantic and orchestral?
4. The title of Shuidiao Song is sent to Cheng Fuxiong in the south of the Yangtze River, and history can be found in the school of history museum.
Year: Yuan Author: Song
It's a long way to get on the bus, and it's dawn in Huangzhou. The wind blows bauhinia, don't worry. Just a stone's throw from north to south, imagine the cloud window and fog pavilion, and people are in Guyingzhou. Look up books with chalk, and black hats swim in the dust.
Out of the silver stage, I feel relaxed and happy, and my thoughts are long. Everything in the world is ignored, and the food city is closed. Clean up the legacy of Hsi Chin, remember the jade pot, and ask for nothing more. Merit looks good in the mirror, and the green temples can't help falling.
5. "Zhou Zi asks for the second rhyme of official poems"
Year: Song Author: Xiang Anshi
I want rough waves, but I can do it.
The first forty years are used at the end, but it is difficult for an old woman to be new.
It's shameful to draw chalk, but you can't learn to brush your temples.
Looking back on the early days, my heart was surprised, and I was shocked.
Angzang Tianma goes out of the west pole, and the mighty East leans.
The old man has nothing to do today, and a gull is light in the depths of the river.
6. Poems praising chalk
I admire you.
-To Huang Meihua, a history teacher of Xiamen University No.1 Middle School.
I admire you.
Just like looking up at the stars in the sky.
In the dark night
With your dazzling flash
At the forefront of education
You fight for the field of knowledge.
struggle on one's mettle
Chalk is still your educational weapon.
You shuttle through the white smoke.
Irrigate with sweat
A soul eager to grow up
One of your rounds.
This is a quiet spring.
Because you turn around again
A smile can melt ice and snow.
Knowledge blooms on the old blackboard.
I am in the knowledge garden.
grow up
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