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Modern poetry of educational view
1. Modern poems about teachers were originally published by zalu49779.

Praise the teacher's modern poem Praise the teacher's modern poem (1) 1, Dedicated to the teacher Ordinary people, ordinary hands, build a bridge of knowledge. Through the cold in winter and the hot in summer, train students to point out the maze of knowledge kingdom with a piece of chalk, record the true feelings deeper than the sea with a blackboard, reflect the gardener's hardships in watering flowers with a platform, and point to the ideal road with a three-foot pointer. We are the stars and you are the moon. gt; Tell us stories and let us enter a beautiful dream. The sunshine in the morning is your bright smile. Whether we fail or win, whether we retreat or advance, everyone will encourage us to make persistent efforts with a smile. The teacher's kind mother, the teacher has thousands of childlike dreams in Qian Qian. The motherland has given you a special mission to cultivate a seedling into a pillar of the motherland. I hope your kind face will never get old. I want your bright eyes to never fade. I hope your black hair will never turn white. I want to relax your tired hands. I want to bless you, song for you. You are the person I admire most! 2. You taught me how to be a man. Your hard work is flowing in my blood! Teacher, who worked hard-led us into the spacious classroom and taught us a wealth of knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring. Who is it-educating naughty people into people who can help others? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts.

2. What are the poems about "education"? 1. Tomorrow is tomorrow, and there are so many tomorrows. -Interpretation of "Song of Tomorrow": Tomorrow is tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are.

2. If young people don't work hard, old people will be sad. -Interpretation of Yuefu Poems: Don't work hard when you are young and strong. It's no use being sad when you are old.

3. Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, and knowing is also. -Interpretation of the Analects of Confucius: Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing. This is true wisdom.

4. Choose the right one, follow the good one, and change the bad one. -The Analects of Confucius? Interpretation: choose the advantages of others to learn, find the shortcomings of others and correct them against yourself.

5. Never tire of learning and never tire of teaching. -Interpretation of The Analects: Learning is not enough, teaching is tireless.

6. Love your son and teach him by choosing a teacher. -Interpretation of Teacher's Theory: Love children, choose teachers to teach children.

7. A little success makes habit the norm. -"Dai Dai Li Ji? Interpretation of Fu Bao: Habits formed from childhood are like a kind of nature. Once it becomes a habit, it is not easy to change.

8. Love must be in its own way. -Interpretation of "Two Books of Wei County Department My Brother Mo": Care for children must pay attention to methods.

9. Godson must take the lead. -Interpretation of "Speculative Summary": Teach your son to take warning.

10. Spoiled children are neither arrogant nor impetuous, nor are spoiled children invincible. -Interpretation of China's View on Ancient Literature: The favored son of heaven is not arrogant, but the favored son of the earth is immortal.

3. What are the poems about education? 1. "Teacher's Theory"

Tang dynasty: Han Yu

Ancient scholars must have teachers. Teacher, so preach and teach to solve doubts. People are not born knowing, who can have no doubt? If you are confused and don't follow the teacher, you will be confused and you will never understand. Before I was born, I studied Tao before I was born, so I learned from Tao. After I was born, I studied Taoism first, so I studied Taoism. I am a teacher, and I don't know that years were born in me. Therefore, there is no nobility, no inferiority, no length, no shortage, and the existence of Tao and the existence of teachers.

2. "Far Teacher"

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master.

Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.

3. "Lin Qinnan respects teachers"

Qing dynasty: anonymous

When Lin Shu was six or seven years old, he studied with his teacher. The teacher is poor, and cooking is not a meal. When Lin Shu knew it, he hurried home, filled his socks and gave them to the teacher. The teacher was very angry and said that he stole it, but he refused to accept it. Uncle Lin came back to tell his mother, and her mother smiled and said, "This is certainly a good idea, but is this the way for students to give gifts to their teachers?" ? "Then let a person ready, Lin Shuduan went to the private school with a meal, and the teacher accepted it.

4. Message to Meng Haoran

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Master, I cheer you from the bottom of my heart. Your fame has risen to the sky.

In the rosy youth, you gave up the importance of hats and chariots and chose pine trees and clouds; Now whitehead.

Drunk moon, sage of dreams, bewitched by flowers, you turned a deaf ear to the emperor.

Gaoshan, how I long to reach you, that's all.

Step 5 ask and say

Qing Dynasty: Liu Kai

Confucius is not ashamed to ask questions. The ancients regarded asking questions as a virtue, but did not think it was shameful. It is a shame for later generations of gentlemen to argue without asking, but those who are deeply ashamed by the ancients, what later generations have done, are too much, and mourn for their husbands!

This poem describing education has no title.

Spring is still here.

Candle is more intense.

Planting peaches and plums

Fruitful China

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Rain and dew moisten peaches and plums

Black and white painting spring and autumn

Who knows the snow on the temple?

The sun and the moon are disappearing.

1. A long historical map

Become a pillar of talent,

Sky, land and sea.

Running around half my life,

Sailing again today,

Yao Lu Mountain is high in water.

2. Teacher Kuang Huanxue

Highly respected, knowledgeable,

Look at heroes.

Right time, right place and right person,

Use a pen like a demon,

It's amazing.

3. Wang Bencheng

Dare to say, dare to do,

No complaints, no regrets.

Storms and thunder,

Exhale, raise your eyebrows,

Who is this world except me?

4. Huilan Pavilion

For the country, for the family, for the people,

Wind, sun and rain.

Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds,

The sun, the moon and the stars,

With the pursuit of a lifetime.

5. Guan Zhongtu

Be honest,

Do things aboveboard.

Bring together heroes from all sides,

A famous teacher,

The world is in my hands.

6. One-line diagram

Thinking about Wan Li,

Look at the infinite future.

A genius,

Back to Yaotai,

Heaven and earth are stunned.

The green field hall occupies the glory of all things,

Passers-by point to your home.

Your father is full of peaches and plums,

Knowing that the jade girl is coming, why use the front of the hall like a dream Yao platform?

The singer is far away, and the flowers are surrounded by shadows.

Laugh at my leisure three times and miss you seven times.

With red leaves, there are countless poems and wines.

A variety of flowers.

One-line diagram

Thinking about Wan Li,

Look at the infinite future.

A genius,

Back to Yaotai,

Heaven and earth are stunned.

Huilange

For the country, for the family, for the people,

Wind, sun and rain.

Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds,

The sun, the moon and the stars,

Accompany a lifelong pursuit

5. The dawn of modern learning poetry

The dawn on campus comes the earliest, and the dawn scenery on campus is the best.

The earth is still sleeping, the night is not over, and there are already many people on campus.

How many people are reading and reciting by the roadside, in front of the building and under the street lamp? Lang Lang's reading sound flutters gently in the Yuan Ye.

Square, spring, the end of the road, how many people are pondering and thinking. The seeker fully spread his wings of thought.

Gradually, the eastern sky turned into a fish-belly white.

Gradually, the rosy clouds dyed the sky red. ...

Only those who leave early know when the dawn will come to the world;

Only diligent people know that the harder you accumulate knowledge, the sweeter it will be.

In the distance, the sound of cars changed the dynasty; Cloud, music. Is this announcing the beginning of a new day, or urging people to catch up with the early walkers?

Yes, the dawn on campus comes the earliest, and the dawn scenery on campus is also the best!

6. Poems and famous sayings about education: A hundred rivers run from the east to the sea, when can they return to the west? A lazy youth, a lousy age.

(Han Yuefu's "Long Songs") A hundred studies must be decided first. (Zhu) The sword is sharpened, and the plum blossom is bitter and cold.

Put pen to paper shocks the wind and rain, and poetry becomes tears. (Du Fu) Don't cut the illusory body and be elegant, but learn from it.

(Du Fu) He has a broad vision and makes good appointments with people, but he has accumulated a lot. (Su Shi) erudite, interrogative, thoughtful, discerning and persistent.

(Book of Rites) You don't know the height of the sky unless you climb the mountain. Don't face the deep stream, I don't know the thickness of the ground. ("Xunzi") Advise people to cherish time, black hair does not know how to learn early, white boss regrets, and young people who learn late learn easily, but it is difficult to grow old. An inch of time can't be light, and an inch of time can't be bought and saved. If you don't work hard, the boss will be sad and warn people to be honest. 1. If you don't have a strong will, you won't be wise. If you don't believe it, you will fail.

-Mo Zhai, Warring States thinker. 2. Internal and external correspondence, words and deeds are consistent. -Han Fei, philosopher and educator during the Warring States Period. 3. Goodness does not come from the outside, and the name cannot be spread in vain.

-Qu Yuan, a Warring States poet. 4. The true person is sincere, not refined but sincere, and can't move. -Zhuang Zhou, philosopher during the Warring States Period. 5. A person's treachery is not famous.

-Liu Xiang, a scholar in the Han Dynasty. 6. False deception can't last long, emptiness can't last long, rotten wood can't be carved, and love can't last long. -Han Ying, a poetic critic in the Han Dynasty. 7. If you don't trust others, your wife will doubt them.

-Chang Quan, a hermit in the Jin Dynasty. 8. Without loyalty, one can't stand on the world. -Cheng Yi, philosopher of the Song Dynasty. 9.

7. The modern poem "Parting" about learning was given to you by Wang Guozhen in late autumn.

My heart is like that Qiu Shu tree, but it floats all over the floor, only hanging loneliness on its branches. Your figure is a sail, and my eyes are on the river many times. I can't keep you, because what is rare in this world is friendship, and what is precious is freedom.

And how Xi Murong's A Flowering Tree made you meet me at my most beautiful moment. For this reason, I have been chanting in front of the Buddha for 500 years, so that we can form a dusty Buddha. So I became a tree, growing in the sunshine of your only way, which was the hope of my previous life. When you approach, please listen carefully to the trembling leaves, which is the passion I am waiting for. When you finally ignore it, you walk past the friends who once fell behind you. That is a petal, that is my withered heart. Yu Youren's "Looking at Hometown" buried me in the mountain and looked at my mainland. The mainland couldn't see it, only cried! Bury me in the high mountain and look at my hometown. My hometown is unattainable, and I will never forget it. Shan Ye is a state-owned ruin.

8. Modern poetry teachers eager to praise noble education, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; 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!

Your lecture is rich and colorful. Each chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a colorful new world. ...

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! (article reading network:)

Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Ah, teacher, engineer of human soul, who is not praising you!

Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness. Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness!

Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty. It is you who shine the beautiful sunshine, moisten the beautiful rain and dew, make 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 are more like a nameless root, let the young trees grow sturdily, let the branches bear rich fruits, but ask for nothing in return.

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 sow spring, ideals and strength with the noblest feelings of human beings. ...

Sowing with language, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts are 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 turbulent as a rushing river ... Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag 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!

Your lecture is rich and colorful. Each chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a colorful new world. ...

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? Ah, teacher, engineer of human soul, who is not praising you!

Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness. Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness!

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!

9. Please recommend some modern poems about the school. Here are some problem-solving processes. Don't forget the teacher's instructions on the 90th anniversary of the school. Ma Rong has always been nostalgic for his alma mater, Tengjiang, Bilongshan Green Alma mater, and his schoolmates are in love with each other. * * * Mu Chunqiu has cultivated more than 20,000 students.

Revitalize China, work hard and achieve fruitful results. Stand on your own feet among the nations of the world and make great achievements.

Praise the achievements of the alma mater, praise the achievements of the students, teach Zeruntingzhou for 90 years, educate Li Peitao, make brilliant achievements, pass on the historical customs, pass on the ancient cypress for thousands of years, and send the future bright ★★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 1: ★★★★★ Prepare for a rainy day, and the autumn rain washes the gap several times. 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.

I love my teacher. A teacher is like a red candle, which ignites the fire in the students' hearts, but burns itself until the red candle turns to ashes. Teachers, like gardeners, feed our flowers, but work hard for themselves until their physical strength is exhausted.

We must become the pillars of the country when we grow up! The teacher is so selfless! Ah! Teacher, we love you! ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 3: ★★★-Teacher, hard work-lead us into the spacious classroom and teach us a wealth of knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring. Who is it-educating naughty people into people who can help others? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts.

Who is it-to train young people into mature and sensible teenagers? It is you! Teacher! Your protection makes us grow up healthily. The autumn season is fruitful.

You have worked hard! Teacher! People who work hard in the heat and cold. You have worked hard! Teacher! Dedicate youth to nothingness.

We pay high tribute to you! -You have worked hard, teacher! I can only help you here, old teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring, nourishing flowers and irrigating the earth, and we are also trying to suck the drizzle and grow. Teacher-you are like an autumn breeze, blowing the yellow land and calling for rice. We have a bumper harvest.

Teacher-in my dark life, you lit the brightest lamp for me; Teacher-you are the guide on my misty life; Teacher-you pointed out the direction for me in my rough life; Teacher-you gave me a pair of powerful wings, let me travel in the world of knowledge! ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 4: ★★★★ The golden wind sends laughter, and the sweet-scented osmanthus floats. Today's teacher's holiday is coming again.

Teachers have worked hard for our growth. We will never forget the teacher's love for us.

Hello, teacher! People compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves. People compare teachers to gardeners and cultivate peaches and plums all over the world.

Teachers are the noblest career in the world. The teacher gave us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine.

The teacher guided us to the path of sunny life. Teachers expect us to be the sun in the new century.

The teacher's words moisten my heart like spring rain. The teacher watered our growth with the rain of knowledge.

Gentle spring rain is the teacher's love for us. The teacher's words and deeds are like spring rain.

The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up as red flowers. The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently.

The green leaves symbolize that teachers are always young. When we bloom like flowers, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves.

Teachers are like trees, with blue sky overhead and feet on the earth, silently benefiting the society. Teachers are big trees, bringing spring scenery to the world.

The teacher sowed the seeds of hope and cultivated us into a forest. Young trees grow into pillars, never forgetting the gardener's cultivation.

Yes, teachers' enthusiasm is like the sun, teachers' teaching is like spring rain, teachers' style is like green leaves, teachers' career is like a tree, and our teachers are good. ★★★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 5: ★★★★★★★ You give a flower, I give a flower, let's make a big wreath and give it to my dear teacher and mother. It is you who gave the seeds, the warmth like sunshine; It was you who watered the seedlings with sweat.

Your eyes are like bright stars, shining with charming brilliance; Your singing is like a clear spring, which brings joy to everyone. Wherever we go, always remember your feelings; No matter where we go.

Always remember your words. Wherever we go, always remember your love; Wherever we go, it will be a flower of yours.

Praise the teacher's poem 6: September, as scheduled. Therefore, the world is brilliant.

We sing September, because it is your eternal festival. We remember September because it was our sincere confession.

September is an emotional cup. We hold high our sincere wishes with our hands. Please drink a toast. The music has been played in September, please accept our gifts in September, all the teachers who are struggling in the education front.

I remember your hands were covered with powder. I remember your kind teaching. I remember your new silver hair. Because of you, students can become talents. Because of you, the world is so civilized. You are a bright light to find your tutor for the lost children. You are an angel. Praise the teacher. Psalm 8: Praise the teacher for getting gold from life for others. You can only get flowers. Your gold is the morning sun. Your money is yours.

10. Modern poems about learning are young and hard-working, but the old ones are sad.

Black hair doesn't know how to study hard, but it's too late to learn.

Learning without thinking is useless, thinking without learning is lazy.

About the learning experience:

Half an acre of square pond is open, and the sky and the moon hover. Ask the canal to be so clear, because there is running water at the source. (Song Zhuxi's reading thought)

Last night, the river was full of water, and Meng Chong ships were a dime a dozen. It used to take a lot of effort to push it, but today it can move in the middle of water. (Song Zhuxi's reading thought)

About the fun of learning:

When a tree falls into the water, a thousand cliffs wither, and I can see my true self. Sitting on the wall facing Wei, singing snow at midnight. A pot of tea in the ground stove makes a living fire, which is clear and clear, and is enough to be called a scholar. Where can I find the pleasure of reading? Count the clubs. (Yuan Wengsen's Four Seasons Reading Music in Winter)

Reading in spring is interesting, grinding its inkstone and writing its flowers. Don't be lazy in reading, the world, the sun and the moon are busier than people. Brother Yan understands, while Li Bai writes articles. (Xiong Boyi's Reading Songs in the Four Seasons of the Republic of China)