-Tang Li Shangyin's Untitled Time was far before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up: I know Song Yu's sadness and elegance, and he is also my teacher. -Tang Du Fu's "Five Places of Interest (Part II)" broke the barrier of the North Pavilion and was learned thousands of miles away.
-Tang Mutu's "Book in the Snow", the son of heaven is a benevolent saint, and Renxian is a teacher. -Tang Du Mu's Book in the Snow should not be Zhao Xiong, but should be regarded as the teacher of the emperor.
-Liu Mingxi's "Tai Gong Fishing Wei Tu" makes the male peaches and plums all over the world. Why not plant more flowers in front of the hall? -Tang Baijuyi's "Planting Flowers in the Wind and Lotus Green Field Hall" is a group of towering skyscrapers, and it is easy to remember the 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. -Tang Li Bai's "Seeking Harmony and Respecting Teachers for Seclusion" is empty, as if it were glass.
No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry. -Shang "Reward Teacher" Donggongzi, Nansi Yuan Zen Master.
Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart. -Tang Juyi's Far Teacher is upright.
Bringing together heroes from all sides, we will make a name for ourselves and make the world mine. -The anonymous Six Pictures of Shaguan Zhong in Jing Tian was admired, studied and praised as a hero.
The weather, location and people are harmonious, and the pen is amazing. —— Anonymous "Tian Jingsha Teacher Kuang Huanxue's Six Poems" If you want to eliminate disasters for saints, you will be willing to decline and cherish the old.
-Tang Hanyu's "Moving Left to Lan Guanxian Grandnephew") teaches children and works hard for half a generation. White hair, sweet milk for life.
-Anonymous "Teacher Silkworm" Green Field Hall occupies Wuhua, and passers-by refers to you. Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall?
-Tang Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Wind and Lotus Green Field Hall" is for the country, for the family and for the people, with wind and rain. Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, the sun, the moon and the stars will accompany you all your life.
-six poems by anonymous Tianjingsha Huilan Pavilion.
2. Poems about tour guides 1. The guide in the storm, a designated world, the spring filariasis will weave until it dies, and the candle will drain the wick every night. -Don Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we parted.
2. "Decline": I am well aware of Song Yu's bitterness, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. -Tang Du Fu's "Five Epic Poems, Part Two"
3. North Lu bad pavilion barrier, Wentun division. -Don Mutu's Book in the Snow
4. The son of heaven is a benevolent saint, and Ren Xian is a teacher. -Don Mutu's Book in the Snow
I should be a non-Zhao Xiong, and I should be respected as the teacher of the emperor. -Liu Mingxi's "Tai Gong Fishing Wei Tu"
6. Your husband is full of peaches and plums, so why should he plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall? -Tang Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Wind Lotus Green Field Hall"
7. a group of towering skyscrapers, carefree and not remembering the 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. -Tang Li Bai's Seeking Harmony and Respecting Teachers for Seclusion
8. There is nowhere in the void, as if it were glass. No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry. -Liu Tang Shang, "The Reward Teacher"
9. East Palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master. Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Far Teacher"
10. Be upright and do things aboveboard. Bringing together heroes from all sides, we will make a name for ourselves and make the world mine. -Anonymous "Six Pictures of Shaguanzhong in Jing Tian"
1 1. A hero who is respected, learned and valued. The weather, location and people are harmonious, and the pen is amazing. -Anonymous "Six Poems by Kuang Huan, Teacher of Tianjingsha"
12. If you want to eliminate disasters for the wise, you are willing to decline and cherish the old. -Tang Hanyu's "Moving Left to Languan to Show Grandnephew")
13. It takes half a generation to teach children. White hair, sweet milk for life. -anonymous "silkworm teacher"
14. The Green Field Hall is occupied by objects, 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? -Tang Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Wind Lotus Green Field Hall"
15. for the country, for the family, for the people, the wind, the sun and the rain. Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, the sun, the moon and the stars will accompany you all your life. -Six poems by Tian Jingsha Huilan Pavilion, anonymous.
3. Poems about the guide. A guide in the storm, a designated world.
Silkworms in spring weave until they die,
Every night, the candle will cry dry the wick.
-Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.
I know Song Yu's sadness,
Romantic and elegant, he is also my teacher.
-Du Fu's "The Second of Five Records of Places of Interest"
Beilu rotten pavilion barrier,
Winton Li Qian Branch.
-Du Mu's Book in the Snow
The son of heaven is Rensheng,
Ren Xian is a teacher.
-Du Mu's Book in the Snow
I should be a bad omen,
Respect the emperor as a teacher.
-Liu Ji's "Title Taigong Fishing Guard Map"
Your father is full of peaches and plums,
Why plant more flowers in front of the hall?
-Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall of Gong Ling in Fenghe"
4. Appreciate the poems of leaders and praise them.
Sickle and hammer,
Under the dark night sky,
It was wiped out,
Golden sparks,
A little party on the boat,
Twist into a strand,
Tough rope,
In the dark swamp,
People on the verge of despair,
With a dazzling spark,
Grab the rope.
Since then,
The rope is embedded,
Human skin;
Since then,
The great Chinese producers' party,
Become our Chinese sons and daughters,
Forever guide.
Turn over a century of history,
The warlord's regime,
The invasion of the great powers,
The remnants of feudalism.
People in dire straits,
Fight back,
How many people with lofty ideals,
Lying in a pool of blood,
How many tears have dried up,
People's eyes,
Still can't change it back,
An ideal society.
That was at 192 1,
Your appearance,
The people of China have just discovered it,
The right guide.
Too many beautiful articles,
Write down your touching story,
Singing too many songs,
Your greatness and progress.
Burning fire,
A sky full of missiles,
Blood and tears interweave
In exchange for a new China;
Groping in the dark,
Looking for it in sorrow,
The combination of rain and snow,
In exchange for reform and opening up.
Since then,
The development of China,
Pretending to be hot wheels,
People's lives,
Put on a golden shirt.
In the season of rice fragrance,
Here we are,
China * * * producer,
1995 birthday,
On this festive day,
Let's raise our glasses and drink.
Thanks to our guide.
90 years of hard work,
90 years of great changes in mulberry trees,
You guided us,
Sail to the other side of victory,
You lead us,
Go to the harbor of happiness
In the new century,
We're still close,
Follow you,
Realizing,
The reunification of the motherland,
Realizing,
Comprehensive modernization,
Realizing,
Great Chinese dream.
5. Praise poems 1. At the foot of Luojiashan, on the coast of the East China Sea, peaches and plums go their separate ways.
2. Falling red is not heartless. Turning into spring mud will protect flowers. In spring, silkworms will weave until they die, candles will turn to dust, and tears will start to dry up.
4. Add China hair to the hair and laugh at the podium. 5. I have paid a lot of blood and sweat, and I don't want to be famous.
6. Bow your head and be a Confucian cow. 7. Three-foot platform, three-inch tongue, three-inch pen and three thousand peaches and plums; Ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain and a hundred thousand columns.
8. Four degrees of spring breeze and several times of autumn rain washed away the gap. Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon, and chalk writes the spring and autumn without words.
9. Spring silk is not old, and autumn candle tears are thicker. Peach and plum are sown in three thousand gardens in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits.
10. The silver thread of the crane hair reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood. 1 1.
12. All the words were given by my teacher. Gift: ★★★★ Praise the teacher Poem 2: ★★★★ I love my teacher like a red candle, which lights the torch 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.
6. Li Shangyin, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote "Poems of Praising Teachers", and the (longer) poem "The silkworm dies in spring, and the candle at night is wick-filled", which brought the silkworm's perseverance, firmness and dedication to the extreme and became a beautiful sentence sung through the ages.
People vividly compare teachers to "spring silkworms", which is a high evaluation of teachers' selfless dedication and noble quality. People praise teachers as spring silkworms, who "spit out all the silk threads in their hearts, pour infinite love into life, and weave a bright and warm world without knowing anything".
"Spring Silkworm" is a title that teachers feel extremely honored. Zhu Guangqian, a famous educator, said: "As long as I live, I will spin silk for a day. I hope that the silk I spit out can add a little warmth to the world and make spring stronger. "
Spring silkworm is pure and flawless, with noble temperament; In spring, I ate a few green leaves and spit out a splendid picture. Only glorious people's teachers are worthy of this title, because the excellent quality of spring silkworms is endless and spinning. Candle-the most warm and moving title candle originated from the famous sentence of Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, "Candle tears are exhausted every night".
People praise candles because they burn themselves silently and illuminate others with their own light until they burn themselves out. Speaking of the quality of candles, people will think of their beloved teachers, who impart knowledge to students and illuminate their voyage with the light of wisdom and character. Isn't this selfless dedication to "light the way for others, let others see the light and burn themselves out" the most vivid metaphor for people's teachers? "If the red candle glows and gives off heat, it carefully cultivates the excellent materials of the country, just like a spring silkworm who has no regrets and dedicates herself to education." This pair of couplets encouraged by the teacher is the recognition and pride of the title of "candle".
Lu Xun, a great modern writer, famously said, "Look down on a thousand fingers, bow down and be a willing ox", which sublimated and carried forward the spirit of the ox. Later, people used the word "cow" to describe people who are willing to serve the people and make selfless contributions. People call the teacher Gan Niu because it is a well-deserved and most appropriate metaphor.
Our country has always had the traditional virtue that teachers and students are "as close as father and son". Teachers love their students as much as their own children, work as hard as a willing cow, are willing to make dedication, and make all efforts to cultivate a willing child without asking for anything in return. Liu Rangxian, an outstanding teacher in China who won the "Ruzi Niu Award", has been rooted in the rural areas of Qinghai Plateau for decades and worked as hard as an ox, dedicating his love to his children selflessly. Liu Rangxian is an outstanding representative of teachers and a vivid embodiment of the spirit of "a willing ox".
The spirit of "a willing ox" is characterized by "deep love, silent cultivation, hard struggle and selfless dedication" and "eating grass to milk". These excellent qualities are embodied in the vast number of teachers in our country.
Therefore, calling a teacher a "Confucian cow" is China's most distinctive compliment. Ten years of trees and a hundred years of people are like spring breeze, and teachers are as deep as the sea.
Praise the teacher. I remember your hands were covered with powder. I remember your kind teaching. I remember your new silver hair. Because of you, many students can become talents. The world is so civilized because of you. You are a bright lamp to find a tutor for the lost children. You are the angel of September, dedicated to the teacher, and arrived 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.
The teacher praised others for getting gold from life. You can only get flowers. Your gold is the sunrise, your silver is the fifteenth moon, and you are still whistling happily. Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums. Celebrate Teachers' Day. 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! You present a flower, I present a flower, let's weave a big wreath for 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.
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. The teacher expects us to enter the new century.
7. Praise the teacher's poem, the silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and the candles will cry out every night. Ten years of tree education is like spring breeze, and the teacher's kindness is like the sea.
The crane sends silver silk to reflect the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood and words, all given by my teacher. It is better to be a teacher than to contribute to life. -Yang Xiong saint impermanence division.
-Han Yu, teachers are easy to meet, but teachers are hard to meet. -Sima Guang, an ancient holy king, never disrespected his teacher.
-Teacher Lv Buwei is the soul engineer of human beings. -Stalin is not the teacher of the world, so he benefits from the old road.
-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 a teacher.
-Han Yu's threesome must have my teacher; Choose the good and follow it, change the bad. -Confucius: People are not born knowing it, so why not be confused? If you are confused and don't follow the teacher, you will be confused and you will never understand.
-Han Yu Everyone I meet is more or less my teacher, because I have learned from them. Emerson would rather go by himself than find a confused tutor, which can save the effort of finding. He doesn't know anything anyway.
-Lu Xun A good student can find the teacher's mistakes, but keep silent respectfully, because it is these mistakes that benefit him and put him on the road. -Turgenev It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we parted, and the east wind blew 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 is no road from Pengshan to Bluebird. Listen! -Give me what she said! Praise the teacher. 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. The world is so civilized because of you. Teacher, you are a bright light, and you have found a home for the children who have lost their way. You are the angel of September, dedicated to the teacher, and arrived 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.
The teacher praised others for getting gold from life. You can only get flowers. Your gold is the sunrise, your silver is the fifteenth moon, and you are still whistling happily. Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums. Celebrate Teachers' Day. 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! Teachers are engineers of the human soul-Stalin and the silkworm in spring must spin until they die, and the wick must be drained every night-Li Shangyin is the most outstanding professional engineer of the human soul under the sun; Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others. Three-foot platform, three-inch tongue, three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums, ten years of trees, ten years of wind and rain, and a hundred thousand pillars are the models of our living parents and teachers! Our parents raised us, and our teachers taught us to have ancient poems 1.
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. Sending out the breath of a child prodigy, returning to Yaotai, the world marveled at ★★★★ praising the teacher's poem1:★★★★★★★ Four spring rains took precautions and several autumn rains 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. 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.
In the golden autumn.