Thank you for the ancient poems taught by the predecessors.

1, Miao Zhuang Gardeners' Music, the spring rain is silent. Always remember the voice of inculcation, and be the ladder of life without regrets.

2, your husband is full of peaches and plums all over the world, why not plant flowers in front of the hall.

3, I should be Zhao Xiong, as the teacher of the emperor.

4, people are not born knowing, how can they be confused? If you are confused and don't follow the teacher, you will be confused and you will never understand.

5. Teaching is like the spring breeze, teachers are like the deep sea, peaches and plums are everywhere, and spring is everywhere.

6, a day of apricot rain, lifelong teacher. Cultivate peaches and plums on a three-foot platform, and peck at spring mud all your life.

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

8. It takes half a generation to teach children and daughters. Full of white hair, sweet dew for a lifetime.

9. Who will work hard for whom after picking flowers into honey?

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.

1 1. Today, Wan'er's voice is still there, even when you ask for words.

12, "Decline": I know Song Yu's misery, romantic and elegant, and he is also my teacher.

13, a thousand trees grow old in the autumn wind, and a gentleman respects himself.

14, Dong Gong Bai bastard, Nansi Zen master.

15, good rain knows the season, and it happens in spring. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

16, a glass of wine occasionally meets happiness, and my father really recognizes it.

17, sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.

18, teaching children and teaching women, half a generation works hard. White hair, sweet milk for life.

19, the silver thread of the crane hair reflects the sun and the moon, and my heart is full of blood.