Poems about Chinese teachers 1. Poems about Teacher China
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.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
What do you want when you are exhausted? Silently cultivate cattle.
The three-foot platform holds the sun and the moon, and a piece of chalk writes the spring and autumn.
Humble does not envy high branches, and wealth depends on thick fruits.
There are peaches and plums all over the world on five continents, and they are happy in the humble room and forget their worries.
2. 10 Ancient Poems about Teachers
But how much love does an inch of grass have? Three villages reported.
Good rain knowledge festival, when spring happens. teacher for a day, father for a lifetime.
-Yuan. Guan Hanqing's words were all teachers. -Liang Qichao's Preface to China's Historical Research Methods: The foundation of goodness lies in teaching, and the foundation of teaching lies in teachers.
(Song) Li Gou's "Guang" Spring silkworms die, and tears are exhausted every night. Teachers are respected and have a good style of study.
-There is a saying in Kang Youwei's Collection of Political Essays, Speech in Zhejiang and Li Shangyin's Untitled Series, "Spring silkworms will weave until they die, and they will weep every night." It is often used to describe a teacher's diligence, carefulness and dedication.
Wu Jueyuan's Tang poetry Bai Juyi, Bai Shuzi in the East Palace, Shi Chan, South Fourth Hospital. Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.
Wu Jue rewards Shang, a teacher, and there is nothing, as if it were glass. No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry.
Bing Xin Yu Hu, like a father's words, a friend's words are light and a few lines are thick. I hope that the latecomers can successfully report to the master. Untitled Author: Li Shangyin, it was long before I met her, but it was even longer after we parted, and the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed. 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 from Pengshan to Pengshan. Teacher, oh, bluebirds, listen! -Give me what she said! Praise the spring breeze four times, and the autumn rain washed away 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. Tianjingsha (1) has a long history.
I've been running here and there for half my life, and now I'm sailing, and Yao Lu Mountain is high and long. 2. The teacher's name is Kuang Huanxue. He is highly respected, knowledgeable and values heroes.
The weather, location and people are harmonious, and the pen is amazing. 3. Wang Bencheng dares to say and do, and has no regrets.
The storm thundered and thundered, and the eyebrows were raised. Who else in the world? 4. Huilan Pavilion is for the country, the family and the people. Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, the sun, the moon and the stars will accompany you all your life.
5. Guan Zhongtu is honest and aboveboard. Bringing together heroes from all sides, we will make a name for ourselves and make the world mine.
6. Yi Xian intends to see the Wan Li world and the infinite future. The world was shocked by this prodigy who returned to Yaotai.
Four spring rains have taken precautions, and several autumn rains have washed away the gap. 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.
Learning is not as good as learning. -Yang Xiongxian is an impermanent teacher.
-teacher Han Yu is easy to meet, but the teacher is hard to meet. -Sima Guang, an ancient holy king, showed no disrespect to the teacher.
Lv Buwei is not a teacher in the world, so he benefits from the old ways. -Liu Zongyuan Scholars must seek teachers, and teachers are essential.
-Cheng Yi is a teacher for a day and a father for life. -Guan Hanqing is expensive in learning and making friends.
-Tang Zhen learning is more important than respecting teachers. -Tan Sitong, an ancient scholar, must be strict with the teacher and then respect him.
-Ouyang Xiu is neither expensive nor cheap, neither long nor short. The existence of Tao is also the existence of teachers. -Han Yu's threesome must have my teacher; Choose the good and follow it, change the bad.
-Confucius.
3. What are the ancient poems about praising teachers?
1. Bai Juyi planted flowers in Fenghe Gong Ling Lvyetang in the Tang Dynasty.
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?
2. "Untitled time, long before I met her, even longer after we separated"-Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty
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! .
3. 220 pieces of Ji Hai's miscellaneous poems in Qing Dynasty-Gong Zizhen
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.
4. "Cut the plum, and you will become a prime minister"-Xin Qiji in Song Dynasty
Independence is drunk, dusk is cold, and it comes and goes.
When exploring Mei's geometry in the snow, I thought today, Liu Yiyi.
Ivy Ho, the person in charge of Baishigang, is carefree and lush.
Sentimental birds don't have to crow, peaches and plums are speechless, so we should find a way to do it next.
5. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night in Tang Dynasty-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.
4. Describe the teacher's ancient poems
Praise the teacher's ancient poems
1, bee
Tangluoyin
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?
2. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Don 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.
3. Ji Hai's miscellaneous poems are disturbed by worries and forgotten by day.
The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
4. "Fenghe Gong Ling Lvyetang Planting Flowers"
Tang 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?
5. "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! .
6. Six poems on patio sand with a long history.
Desire for talent, sky, land and sea.
I've been busy for half my life, and now I'm sailing,
Yao Lu Mountain is high in water.
7. "Four Necessary and Unforgettable Teachers"
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.
8. "Six Poems of Yi Xian in Tianjingsha"
Keep an eye on the Wan Li world, and have an infinite future.
The world was shocked by this prodigy who returned to Yaotai.
9. Ji Hai's miscellaneous poems
Qing palace zizhen
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.
Hsinchu 10
thank
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches.
New students will be born next year, and ten dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi.
1 1, reward teachers.
Don
There is nowhere in the void, like glass.
No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry.
12, Yuan
Tang Bai Juyi
East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master.
Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.
13, Seeking Harmony, Respecting Teachers and Living in Seclusion
Tang Libai
The mountain peak is steep, and Capricorn's day is free from the memory of that year.
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.
14, Spring Silkworm
It takes half a generation to teach children and daughters.
White hair, sweet milk for life.
15, such as Dream of Yao Tai
Like a dream, I know the jade girl is coming.
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.
5. Describe the teacher's ancient poems and sentences
1, listen to the clever teacher playing the piano
Tang dynasty: Han Yu
I am ashamed that I have a pair of ears and a pair of music. I am too ignorant to appreciate music.
Listening to your music, the piano suddenly rose, making people sit down low.
In the panic, I reached out to block my chin, and tears had already poured into my eyes.
It's not unusual for a master to be good at kung fu. Don't fill my chest with ice and fire.
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I feel ashamed. I have a pair of empty ears. I am too amateur to appreciate music. After listening to your piano, it's soft and hard, which makes people sit up and feel depressed. In my panic, I stretched out my hand to cover the piano, and tears were already surging. Master Ying's kung fu is really unusual. Don't fill my chest with ice and fire.
2. Give it to the monk
Tang dynasty: Shang Liu
Teenagers fly on military horses, and teenagers on snowy mountains have no clothes.
The great monk Akiyama said that our army had already beaten the tiger back before.
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The young man flew down from the charger, but he didn't become a monk. Lao Toutuo lives in Qiushan, and I still remember taking it from the tiger.
3. Teachers from afar
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master.
Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.
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When will I, a DPRK official, Henan Temple Ziyuan, meet again? Probably have to wait until there is nothing secular in my heart.
4. 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.
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Lin Shu, a native of Fujian County (now Fuzhou, Fujian Province), studied with his teacher at the age of six or seven. The teacher is very poor and has no food for cooking. After Lin Shu knew it, he hurried home, wrapped the rice in socks, packed it up and handed it to the teacher on his back.
The teacher was very angry and said he stole it, so he refused to accept it. Uncle Lin told his mother when he came back. Her mother smiled and said, "Your intentions are of course good, but is this way (rice in socks) a courtesy for students to give gifts to their teachers?" Immediately let people prepare, Lin Shu took a stone of rice to the private school, and the teacher accepted it.
5. I heard that Lihua gave a gift to Master Liu.
Tang dynasty: Han Yu
Peach blossom can't be sad, safflower has landed.
I heard that there are thousands of trees and snow in Guo, so I'm going to get you drunk.
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It makes people feel sad Peach trees can't be seen when they drop flowers, and many red petals fall to the ground. I heard that blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees on the west side of the city wall is like snow everywhere, and I want to get drunk and enjoy flowers with you. what do you think?
6. Describe the teacher's ancient poems
Silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night 1. Your work is today, but it is building the motherland's tomorrow; Your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.
2. Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last forever. On the road from naivety to maturity, from ignorance to civilization, you opened the way for us with the torch of life.
The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day. A good teacher is better than thousands of books.
Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened a lot of confusion, cultivated a lot of self-confidence, ignited a lot of youth and destroyed many sails. 7, the crane hair silver silk reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood to open new flowers.
8. Once a teacher, always a father. 9. The gift of a speech is also my teacher.
10, gardener, lofty title, I wish you peaches and plums all over the world and spring glow. 1 1. The river pushes us to the vast sea, and the dawn brings us a bright morning; Dear teacher, you have led us to a brilliant life.
12 teacher, people say that you are a pillar of the motherland, not that you are a pillar of the motherland, but that you support the backbone of our generation. 13. Teachers are the cultivators and sowers of beauty.
It's you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, and making our hearts green. 14, your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the spring water.
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.
15, teacher, the light of wisdom that emanates from us will always shine with the spark that you lit with your own hands. 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! 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, 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 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 seed of this hope and happiness.