I like your poem about teachers. The poem about loving teachers is very famous.
There are many poems praising teachers, the most commonly used and common ones are:
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.
Originally, this sentence is a tribute to unswerving love, but now it is often used to describe the contribution of teachers: serving the people wholeheartedly and willing to pay everything for the interests of the people, like silkworms spinning silk, burning like candles, shining to the last breath of life.
Other poems such as:
Decline: I am well aware of Song Yu's misery, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. -Du Fu's "The Second of Five Records of Places of Interest"
North Lu bad pavilion barrier, Wentun thousands of miles division. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow
The son of heaven is called benevolence, and benevolence is like a teacher. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow
I should be a non-Zhao Xiong, and I should be respected as the emperor's teacher. -Liu Ji's "Title Taigong Fishing Guard Map"
The green field hall occupies the splendor of things, and passers-by show you your home. -Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall of Gong Ling in Fenghe"
Listening to your music, the piano suddenly rose, making people sit down low. -Han Yu, "Listening to Ying Shi Playing the Piano"
The spiritual master doesn't care, he risks being involved in the Tao. -Han Yu's "Send the Spirit Master"
Julian Waghann didn't report to Dong Jun, and Anthony wong drew a corner of the city gate. -Du Fu's Wild Old Man
The prince stops the phoenix tube and the teacher covers heptachlor. -Li Bai's "Jinling listens to the flute"
Military uniforms make the most of it, and the law is waiting for spring. -Su Xiang's Feng Hesheng, Wang Zhixing Spring Palace School, North University. 》
Wendaoxi has a good scenery. The teacher has come again. -Zhang Ji's "Send Monks to Jinzhou"
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
The teacher lives in a temple at the height of Jiting, leaning against the clouds. -Zhang Ji's Sending Monks to Jiting Mountain Temple
The crane sends silver silk to reflect the sun and the moon, and its efforts are full of new flowers. -Anonymous "couplets"
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New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches. -Zheng Xie's Hsinchu
There are three things to do. The teacher is a teacher. -Lu's Nine Chapters of Neutrality and Music. Song Gongqing's Eighth
East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master. -Bai Juyi's Far Teacher
I like your teacher's poems.
Small trees on campus
Why are you so strong?
Peach blossom and plum blossom
Why is it so fragrant?
Teacher, dear teacher
You are our rain and dew sunshine.
Bend over and plow on the blackboard.
Don't ask the age.
Learn from the sea and lead me to swim.
Dare to fight the wind and waves
Dan Xi Yuan Mantao Li Yan
Then take good care of your temple cream.
Teachers, hard-working gardeners
Although you give silently.
This monument is engraved in my heart.
Small trees on campus
Why are you so strong?
Peach blossom and plum blossom
Why is it so fragrant?
Teacher, dear teacher
You are our rain and dew sunshine.
How many times to drive out cold and resist summer heat
Sing with the chicken under the lamp
How many times can it be convincing?
Teach me to sail.
Be willing to take the ladder to the future.
Be willing to be poor and support the pillars.
Teachers, hard-working gardeners
Although you pay silently.
This monument is engraved in my heart.
Ode to the teacher's soul
Gongyan
Spring breeze, rain and dew, sunshine
How open-minded you are.
Lesson plan, red pen, forum
How brilliant your career is.
Don't envy being rich.
I hope the crops on campus will grow vigorously.
Let it flow like water.
China is required to have a pillar.
rear ...
Teacher, teacher
You are the burning sun.
365 nights a year
Always light up the sky of knowledge
I love you, my teacher.
1, "Like kindergarten teachers"
Zhang ailing
This is a colorful paradise, and this is the land of Miao Zhuang.
This is mom's hope, and this is the cradle of dolls.
Who here has the ambition of Dayu and the heart of Yao and Shun?
Who here has omnipotent wisdom and loving maternal love?
Tell me, who are your tears for?
Tell me, who is your smiling face blooming like a flower for?
It's you, me, him and our glorious kindergarten teacher.
A flash of wisdom, a voice as bright as the sun,
Sprouting seedlings, green leaves with umbrellas, blooming flowers, flying birds,
You, me, him, us, our glorious kindergarten teacher,
Here, the dream of love flies here.
2. The most beautiful teacher
Zhang ailing
I want to harvest the breeze,
You gave me the whole spring.
I want to hold a spray,
You gave me the whole ocean.
I want to pick a green leaf,
You gave me the whole forest.
I want to kiss a snowflake,
You gave me the whole silver world.
You bloom at the highest point,
I also gave all the most beautiful moments to my students.
A loss makes you eternal, because that unforgettable beauty.
That gorgeous and boundless morning and the fading back,
It has been fixed in my heart forever as an old photo!
3. "Poetry in Praise of Preschool Teachers"
Zhang ailing
Embrace generations of children.
Her hands are strong,
Hold up the sky of countless children.
Her thoughts are supreme,
Willing to give treatment and status, never thought about it.
She spoke softly,
Like dewdrops that moisten seedlings,
Her life is like sunshine,
The laughter that shines on every child,
Witness the growth of every child.
Her body was beaten.
The footprints of countless children growing up,
She is a kindergarten teacher.
4. Ode to the teacher's soul
Gongyan
Spring breeze, rain and dew, sunshine
How open-minded you are.
Lesson plan, red pen, forum
How brilliant your career is.
Don't envy being rich.
I hope the crops on campus will grow vigorously.
Let it flow like water.
China is required to have a pillar.
rear ...
Teacher, teacher
You are the burning sun.
365 nights a year
Always light up the sky of knowledge
5. "Bees"
Tang Dynasty: Luo Yin
No matter underground or on the mountain, where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees busy.
After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet?
Explanation:
No matter on the flat land, on the mountain, or in bloom in the wind, there are bees running.
Bee, you picked all the flowers and made nectar. Who have you worked hard for and who do you want to taste the sweetness?
I like your teacher's poems.
Why are the small trees on campus so strong? Why are peach blossoms and plum blossoms so fragrant? Teacher, dear teacher, you are the rain, dew, sunshine and hard work on our blackboard. Learn from the sea regardless of time, lead me to swim, dare to resist the wind and waves, but I like gardens, Tao Liyan, and take care of my sideburns. Teacher, hardworking gardener, although you silently dedicate the monument, why are the small trees on campus so strong? Why are peach blossoms and plum blossoms so fragrant? Dear teacher, you are our rain, dew and sunshine, how many times to drive away the cold and resist the heat, how many times to sing with the chicken under the lamp, how many times to teach me to sail and sail, to be a ladder, to be content with poverty, to raise Liang Dong in the future, and to be a diligent gardener. Although you have silently dedicated a monument, it is engraved in my heart to praise the spring breeze, rain and sunshine of Gong Yan, how magnanimous your mind is, and how brilliant your career is.
I am anxious about the content of the poem "I love you, teacher".
Teacher, 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!
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!
6. Composition theme "Dear teacher, I love you"
Many people compare teachers to candles that never burn out.
Many people compare teachers to tall and straight pine trees. I think, on the cover, if it is a male teacher, you can draw an evergreen pine, because the male teacher is tall and straight.
In the blank space of the cover, write "thank you, teacher." "Teacher, you have worked hard!" ..... If the pine tree is dark green, greetings can be written in black or brown ... Then, if you send a female teacher, you can draw a big candle on the cover, or you can draw a beautiful young female teacher and write "Happy holidays, teacher!" In the blank. ......
If you think it is too complicated to draw pines, candles and teachers, you can draw a watering can, because we all grew up under the hard irrigation of teachers. I hope this can help more people.
Handmade, write blessings! Teachers' Day greetings to teachers, everyone says that you are the pillar of cultivating 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. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a beautiful 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? Teacher, the engineer of human soul, who won't praise 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 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 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. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a beautiful 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? Teacher, the engineer of human soul, who won't praise 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. .
7. Ask a poem to call a teacher, how can I love you ~
Teacher, how can I love you?
It is to send a red pen when approving homework.
Or drink a glass of water during a break?
Teacher, how can I love you?
Is to send a bunch of flowers on teachers' day,
Or silently bless you in my heart?
Teacher, how can I love you?
Oh, I love you so much. ...
I love you,
Not only your concern for me,
Concerned about my classmates,
But a few strands of white hair,
Read every word,
A warm heart forever.
Teacher, how can I love you?
Oh, I love you so much. ...
Every time you teach,
I will never forget ...
8. What are the poems about "loving teachers"?
1, "Five Poems (2)" Du Fu in Tang Dynasty
Decline: I am well aware of Song Yu's misery, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher.
Sad to see a thousand autumn, a tear, melancholy in different times, not at the same time.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: fallen leaves are the knowledge of Song Yu's sorrow, and Fengyue is my teacher. Looking back, I shed tears of sympathy, and my life experience was equally bleak. Unfortunately, I was born in different times.
2. "Hsinchu" Qing Dynasty: Zheng Xie.
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches.
I will come out again the next year and grow taller.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Hsinchu can surpass the old bamboo because of its birth and nourishment. When Hsinchu grew in the second year, it also began to breed Hsinchu, so the pond was surrounded by lush young bamboos.
3,' Wind and Gong Ling Green Field Hall Planting Flowers' Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi.
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?
Explain in vernacular Chinese: After the completion of the Green Field Hall, it occupied the essence of all things. Passers-by pointed to the house and said that it was Pei's home. Pei's students are all over the world. Where is it necessary to plant flowers in front of and behind the house?
4. Liu Mingji, Taigong Fishing Watch.
It was a quiet night in the room, when Huang Xi was fishing alone.
Clouds look rich, while running water looks dull.
I should be a non-Zhao Xiong, and I should be respected as the emperor's teacher.
Xuanshang, as inherent, has been thought for thousands of years.
Interpretation of the vernacular: Shang Zhouwang is a good drinker, a vicious person, addicted to the beauty of da ji, partying every night, and indifferent to state affairs. Jiang Taigong's humble fishing life in Huangxi after choosing a teacher in business. Pay little attention to money, status, etc. Be a light-hearted person. Zhou Wenwang went to Jiang Taigong to learn from Taigong. Jiang Taigong's achievement is predestined, which has aroused people's deep thinking for thousands of years.
5, "Bees" Don Luo Yin
No matter underground or on the mountain, where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees busy.
After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet?
Explain in vernacular Chinese: Whether on the flat ground or on the mountain peak, its beautiful scenery is occupied by bees. Bee, you picked all the flowers and made nectar. Who have you worked hard for and who do you want to taste the sweetness?