1. What are the poems about praising teachers in primary schools (verses about primary school students praising teachers)
What are the poems about praising teachers in primary schools (verses about primary school students praising teachers) 1. Praise from primary school students Teacher's poems
Poems praising teachers:
Sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. ——(Tang Dynasty) Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain"
Spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin's "Untitled"
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. ——(Qing Dynasty) Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Yihai"
Quotes praising teachers:
Teachers are engineers of the human soul. ——Stalin
What you admire makes you taller, and what you drill into makes you stronger. ——"The Analects of Confucius·Zihan"
The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before the tears dry up - Li Shangyin
Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches,
< p> It all relies on the support of veteran cadres.Next year there will be new ones,
One hundred thousand dragons and grandsons will surround Fengchi.
——〖Qing〗Zheng Xie
No matter how proud a person is of his achievements,
he should drink water and remember the source,
should Remember that your teacher sowed the first seeds for his growth. --Marie Curie
Teachers are not only disseminators of knowledge, but also role models. ——[USA] Bruner
If his body is upright, he will not do what he is told; if his body is not upright, he will not do what he is told. ——Confucius
To light the way for others, you must shine your own light——
This is the greatest happiness for people. ——[Former Soviet Union] Dzerzhinsky
To learn, there is nothing more important than respecting the teacher. ——Tan Sitong
The ancient scholars must be strict with their teachers, and the teachers should be strict and then the Tao should be respected. ——Ouyang Xiu
There is no sage king in ancient times who did not respect his teacher. ——Lu Buwei
Once a teacher, always a father. ——Guan Hanqing
It is better to seek a teacher than to study. ——Yang Xiong
The master of sage impermanence. ——Han Yu
It is easy to meet a Confucian teacher, but it is difficult to meet a human teacher. ——Sima Guang
If there is no teacher in the world, the Tao will be separated. ——Liu Zongyuan
Scholars must seek teachers, and they must be cautious in following them. ——Cheng Yi
Learning is as valuable as teachers, and it is also important to have friends. ——Tang Zhen
Teachers preach, teach, and resolve doubts. ——Tang Hanyu
2. What are the poems praising teachers?
There are many poems praising teachers. Here are a few typical ones for readers: 1. Feng He Ling Gong Green Fields Flowers planted in the hall Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Author: Bai Juyi Original text: The green field hall is opened to occupy Wuhua, and passers-by give instructions to the public.
Your Majesty has peaches and plums all over the world, so why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall? Appreciation: The green field hall is open and captures the essence of all things. Passers-by say that it is your father's home. His students are all over the world, so why plant flowers in front of the house? This poem uses the rhetoric of metonymy, using peaches and plums to represent students. Green Field Hall refers to the name of Pei Du's house in the Tang Dynasty.
This poem describes how Pei Du’s house captures the essence of all things without having to plant flowers (the house is eye-catching and elegant). It expresses the praise of a teacher who is famous all over the world.
2. Happy rain on a spring night Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Fu Original text: Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.
Translation and Notes Translation: The spring rain knows how to adapt to the season. When all things sprout and grow, it is accompanied by the spring breeze and comes secretly in time at night, nourishing all things and making no sound. The paths in the countryside and the clouds in the sky were hidden in darkness, but the lights of the fishing boats on the river were exceptionally bright.
Wait until dawn to see the red flowers moistened by the drizzle, which are particularly bright against the dawn. The flowers full of rain and dew are blooming all over Jinguan City. Nowadays, it is often used to describe teachers' brilliant teaching methods.
Notes: (1) Nai: Just. (2) Occurrence: germination and growth.
3. Ji Hai’s Miscellaneous Poems·Twenty-Twenty Dynasty: Qing Dynasty Author: Gong Zizhen Original text: The anger of Kyushu relies on wind and thunder, and it is sad that thousands of horses are silent. I urge God to cheer up and send talents of any kind.
Translation and Notes Translation Only the huge force like thunderous explosions can make the land of China full of vitality. However, it is ultimately sad that the subjects of the government and the public remain silent. I advise the emperor to regain his spirit and not stick to certain specifications to select more talents.
Nowadays, it is often used to express expectations for teachers, hoping that teachers can cultivate more talents for society. Note 1. This is the 220th poem in "Jihai Miscellaneous Poems".
4. Untitled·It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet. Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Shangyin Original text: It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight. There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
Translation and Notes It is a rare opportunity to meet each other, and it is difficult to part ways. Moreover, the weather of late spring is about to end with the east wind, and the flowers have faded, which makes people even more sad. A spring silkworm spins a cocoon and spins out all its silk only when it dies. A candle's tear-like wax drips dry only when it has burned to ashes.
When my wife dressed up and looked in the mirror in the morning, she was only worried that her lush, cloud-like hair would change color and her youthful appearance would disappear. If a man moans and cannot sleep at night, he must feel the cold moon hitting him.
The other party's residence is not far away from Penglai Mountain, but there is no way to get there and it is out of reach. I hope there will be messengers like bluebirds who will diligently visit lovers for me and deliver news to and from them.
Modern people often express their high respect for teachers by saying, "Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes and tears will dry up."
3. What are the ancient poems about praising teachers?
1. "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall of Fenghe Linggong" Tang Dynasty - Bai Juyi
Original text:
The Green Field Hall opens in Wuhua, and passers-by give instructions to the public.
Your Majesty has peaches and plums all over the world, so why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall?
Translation: The green field hall is open and takes up the essence of all things. Passers-by say that it is your grandpa’s home. His students are all over the world, so why plant flowers in front of the house? This poem uses the rhetoric of metonymy, using peaches and plums to represent students. Green Field Hall refers to the name of Pei Du's house in the Tang Dynasty.
This poem describes how Pei Du’s house captures the essence of all things without having to plant flowers (the house is eye-catching and elegant). It expresses the praise of a teacher who is famous all over the world.
2. "Bee" Luo Yin, Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Regardless of the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied.
After collecting hundreds of flowers and turning them into honey, it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for.
Translation: Whether on the plains or on the mountaintops, the beautiful spring scenery is occupied by bees. After collecting flowers and turning them into honey, I don’t know who worked hard for whom and sweetened it for whom? This poem expresses selfless praise to the teacher by writing bees.
3. "Master Xun Yong Resides in Seclusion" is written by Li Bai, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
A group of steep green skyscrapers, carefree and careless.
Look for the ancient road through the clouds, listen to the flowing spring by leaning on the stone.
The green cows lie in the warm flowers, and the white cranes sleep in the high pines.
The language comes to the river at dusk, and the cold smoke falls alone.
Translation: The peaks are steep and the sky is blue, and you are free from the world and don’t need to remember the years. Clear away the thick clouds to find the ancient mountain roads, lean against the trees and listen to the gurgling springs. A green cow lies among the warm flowers, and a white crane sleeps on the tall pine branches. I kept talking with Master Yongzun until the river was shrouded in dusk, and I had no choice but to walk down the smoke-filled Hanshan Mountain alone.
4. "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet" Tang Dynasty - Li Shangyin
Original text:
It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are weak disabled.
The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When I look in the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.
There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
Translation: It is a rare opportunity to meet, and it is even more difficult to part ways. Moreover, the weather of late spring with the east wind approaching, and the flowers withered, makes people even more sad. A spring silkworm spins a cocoon and spins out all its silk only when it dies. A candle burns out and turns to ashes before the tear-like wax drips dry. When a woman dresses up and looks in the mirror in the morning, she is only worried that her lush, cloud-like hair will change color and her youthful appearance will disappear.
If a man moans and cannot sleep at night, he must feel the cold moon encroaching on him. The other party's residence is not far away from Penglai Mountain, but there is no way to get there and it is out of reach. I hope there will be a messenger like a blue bird who will diligently visit my lover for me.
5. "Five Poems on Ancient Relics" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
I know Song Yubei well, and he is also my teacher in elegance and elegance.
Looking forward to the future, I shed tears, depression is different from generation to generation.
The old house in the mountains and rivers is empty of text and vegetation, and the clouds and rain are desolate. How can I dream of it?
In the end, all the Chu palaces were destroyed, and the boatman’s advice is still doubtful.
Translation: The vegetation withered because I knew Song Yu was sad. His literary talent was free and easy, his knowledge was profound, and he could be my teacher. Thinking about the past, I can't help but shed tears. Although we are in different lives, we are equally frustrated. In your former residence, you left behind a brilliant literary talent in vain. Could it be that the old story of Wushan's rain is just a dream? It is a pity that the Chu Palace has completely disappeared, but it is doubtful that the boatman pointed out the ruins.
4. Poems praising teachers
1. It is easy to meet a teacher, but it is difficult to meet a teacher. ——Sima Guang
2. The spring silkworms will not run out until they are dead, and the wax torch will not dry until they turn to ashes. ——Li Shangyin
3. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. ——Gong Zizhen
4. If there is no teacher in the world, the way will be further separated. ——Liu Zongyuan
5. Once a teacher, always a father. ——Guan Hanqing
6. The ancient scholars must be strict with their teachers, and the teachers should be strict and then they should be respected. ——Ouyang Xiu
7. Scholars must seek teachers, and they must be cautious in following them. ——Cheng Yi
8. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. ——Du Fu
9. A teacher preaches, teaches, and resolves doubts. ——Han Yu
10. New bamboo branches are higher than old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old branches. Next year there will be new ones, and one hundred thousand dragons and grandsons will surround Fengchi.
——Zheng Xie
11. The sage is the teacher of impermanence. ——Han Yu
12. It is better to seek a teacher than to study. ——Yang Xiong
13. Learning is as valuable as teachers and friends. ——Tang Zhen
14. Among the ancient sage kings, there was no one who did not respect his teacher. ——Lv Buwei
5. What are the ancient poems praising teachers
1. Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai·Part 5
Qing Dynasty: Gong Zizhen
The sun is setting in the mighty and sorrowful day, and the whip is chanting to the east and pointing to the end of the world.
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
Translation:
The vast sadness of farewell extends to the distance where the sunset sets in the west. After leaving Beijing, I wave my riding whip eastward and feel as if I am at the end of the world.
When I resign and return home, I am like a fallen flower falling from a branch, but it is not a ruthless thing. It turns into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
2. Untitled·It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When I look in the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.
There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
Translation:
The opportunity to meet is really rare, and it is even more difficult to part ways. Moreover, the weather of late spring is about to end with the east wind, and the flowers have faded, which makes people even more sad.
Spring silkworms spin cocoons until they die and spin out all the silk. Candles burn out and turn to ashes before the tear-like wax drips dry.
When a woman looks in the mirror in the morning when she is dressed up, she is only worried that her lush, cloud-like hair will change color and her youthful appearance will disappear. If a man moans and cannot sleep at night, he must feel the cold moon encroaching upon him.
The other party's residence is not far away from Penglai Mountain, but there is no way to get there and it is out of reach. I hope there will be a messenger like a blue bird who will diligently visit my lover for me.
3. Happy rain on a spring night
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.
The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.
Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city.
Translation:
Good rain seems to choose the right time to fall in the spring when all things emerge.
With the gentle breeze, quietly enter the night. Finely and densely, it nourishes all things on the earth.
Thick dark clouds cover the fields and paths, and little lights flicker on the fishing boats on the river.
Look at the flowers with dew tomorrow morning, Chengdu will be full of flowers.
4. Listening to Master Ying Playing the Qin
Tang Dynasty: Han Yu
Talking affectionately to your children, you will share your grudges and grudges.
Suddenly the situation became tense and the warriors went to the enemy's field.
Floating clouds and catkins have no roots, and the sky and the earth are vast and far away.
A flock of birds were chirping noisily, and suddenly a solitary Phoenix Emperor was seen.
If you can't reach the upper limit, you will lose your strength and plummet.
I have two ears to sigh, but I don’t know how to listen to the silk bamboo.
After hearing Master Ying play, he got up and sat aside.
Pushing the hand to stop suddenly, wet clothes and tears.
You are so sincere and capable, you can’t put ice in my intestines!
Translation:
Just like a pair of intimate children talking softly, we gather two beautiful friends to secretly narrate a sad song.
Who is singing loudly and shouting loudly, with flags spread like the wind, and there are warriors who are like electric horses, wielding long swords to kill the enemy and capture the king.
It turns into floating clouds and willow catkins without roots and roots, but the vast sky is round and the road is confusing.
The chirping, chirping, chirping is clearly the feather light rolling over the waves in the haze, and the shadowy shadows standing on the trees are hundreds of phoenixes facing the phoenix.
The cliffs are so overwhelming that it is difficult to climb up even a single step, and the black abyss of the abyss is full of rocks falling thousands of feet away and there is still a roar.
I feel ashamed that I don’t have a pair of ears, but I am too unfamiliar with music and don’t know how to appreciate it.
After listening to the sound of your piano, it is soft and strong, which makes people feel uplifted and strong.
In a hurry, I stretched out my hand to cover the piano, tears already welling up in my eyes.
Master Ying’s good kung fu is truly extraordinary. Stop filling my chest with ice and fire.
5. Master Xun Yong lived in seclusion
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
A group of steep green skyscrapers, carefree and carefree.
Look for the ancient road through the clouds, listen to the flowing spring by leaning on the stone.
The green cows lie in the warm flowers, and the white cranes sleep in the high pines.
The language comes to the river at dusk, and the cold smoke falls alone.
Translation:
The peaks rise steeply to the blue sky, and you are free from the world without having to remember the years.
Pull through the thick clouds to find the ancient mountain roads, listen to the strange trees and the flowing springs.
A green cow lies among the warm flowers, and a white crane sleeps on the tall pine branches.
The conversation with Master Yong continued until the river was shrouded in dusk, and I had no choice but to walk down the misty Hanshan Mountain alone.
6. Primary school Chinese poems praising teachers
Poems praising teachers: Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
——(Tang Dynasty) Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain" Spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before tears dry up. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin's "Untitled" Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
——(Qing Dynasty) Gong Zizhen’s famous saying praising teachers in “Yihai Miscellaneous Poems”: Teachers are engineers of the human soul. ——Stalin’s admiration makes him taller, and his drill makes him stronger.
——"The Analects of Confucius·Zihan" The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torches will turn into ashes and tears before they dry up - Li Shangyin's new bamboo branches are higher than the old bamboo branches, all relying on the support of old trunks. Next year there will be new ones, and one hundred thousand dragons and grandsons will surround Fengchi.
——〖Qing〗Zheng Xie No matter how proud a person is of his achievements, he should drink water and think about his source, and remember that his teachers sowed the first seeds for his growth. --Marie Curie Teachers are not only disseminators of knowledge, but also models.
——[USA] Bruner: If he is upright, he will not do what he is told; if he is not upright, he will not do what he is told. ——Confucius To light the way for others, you must shine your own light—this is the greatest happiness for people.
——[Former Soviet Union] Dzerzhinsky was more interested in learning than respecting his teacher. ——Tan Sitong The ancient scholars must be strict with their teachers, and the teachers should be strict and then the Tao should be respected.
——Ouyang Xiugu, the holy king, there is no one who does not respect his teacher. ——Lu Buwei is a teacher for one day and a father for life.
——Guan Hanqing is not as good at studying as he is seeking a teacher. ——Yang Xiong, the master of sage impermanence.
——Han Yu It is easy to meet a Confucian teacher, but it is difficult to meet a human teacher. ——Sima Guang has no teachers in the world, so the Tao is further separated.
——Liu Zongyuan Scholars must seek teachers, and they must be cautious in following them. ——Cheng Yi It’s important to have a teacher, and it’s also important to have friends.
——Master Tang Zhen, so he preached, taught, and solved doubts. ——Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty.
7. What are the poems praising teachers?
★★Poetry 1 to praise teachers: ★★Four spring breezes have brought preparations, and several autumn rains have washed away the gaps.
The black hair accumulates frost and weaves the sun and the moon, and the chalk writes the spring and autumn without words. The silk has spun out before it gets old in spring, and the candle tears turn into gray and become thicker in autumn.
Thousands of peaches and plums are sown in the spring, and China will be filled with fruits in autumn. ★★Praise to Teacher Poem 2:★★I love my teacher like a red candle, which ignites the torch in the students’ hearts, but burns itself until the red candle turns to ashes.
Teachers are like gardeners, nurturing our flowers, but working hard until they are exhausted. When we grow up, we must become the pillars of the country, ah! The teacher is so selfless! ah! Teacher, we love you! ★★Praise to Teacher Poem 3: ★★——Teacher, thank you for your hard work. Who brought us ignorant people into the spacious classroom and taught us a wealth of knowledge? It's you! teacher! With your hard work and sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who is it - educating us naughty people into people who can be considerate and help others? It's you! teacher! Your care is like the gentle spring breeze that warms our hearts. Who is it—nurturing us into mature and sensible teenagers? It's you! teacher! Your protection allows us to grow healthily.
Bear fruit in the golden autumn season. Thank you for your hard work! teacher! People who work hard in the scorching heat and cold.
Thank you for your hard work! teacher! People who devote their youth to nothing. We pay you the highest respect! ——Thank you for your hard work, teacher! I can only help here, teacher, teacher - you are like the drizzle in spring, nourishing the flowers and irrigating the earth, and we continue to suck the drizzle and grow.
Teacher - you are like a gust of wind in autumn, which turns the earth yellow and turns the rice golden, and we get the fruits of the harvest. Teacher - you are the one who lit the brightest light for me on my dark road of life; teacher - you are my guide on my misty road of life; teacher - you are my guide when I fall. In the bumpy road of life, you pointed out the way forward for me; teacher - you gave me a pair of powerful wings, allowing me to travel in the world of knowledge! ★★Poetry 4 in praise of teachers:★★The golden wind brings laughter, and the fragrance of osmanthus flowers floats.
Teacher’s Day is here again today. Teachers have worked hard for our growth.
We will never forget the teacher’s caress for us. Hello, teacher! People compare teachers to red candles, which light up others and burn themselves.
People compare teachers to gardeners, cultivating peaches and plums to bloom all over the world. Teaching is a noble cause under the sun.
The teacher gave us the sunshine of ideals and the sunshine of wisdom. The teacher guides us to embark on the road of life full of sunshine.
The teacher expects us to become the sun of the new century. The teacher's words are like spring rain nourishing my heart.
Teachers use the rain and dew of knowledge to water our growth. The gentle spring rain is the teacher's care for us.
The teacher’s words and deeds are like spring rain moistening things silently. The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up like a red flower.
The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently. The green color of the leaves symbolizes the teacher’s everlasting youth.
When we bloom like flowers, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves. Teachers are like big trees, with blue sky above their heads and earth under their feet, silently benefiting society.
Teachers are big trees that bring spring to the world. The teacher sows the seeds of hope and cultivates us into a forest.
The small trees grow into pillars, and the gardener’s nurturing kindness is never forgotten.
Yes, the teacher's enthusiasm is like the sun, the teacher's teachings are like spring rain, the teacher's style is like green leaves, the teacher's career is like a big tree, our teachers are good. Present a flower and let us weave a big garland to our dear teacher and mother.
It is you who gave the seeds the warmth of the sun; it is you who watered the seedlings with your sweat. Your eyes are like bright stars, shining with charming brilliance; your singing is like a spring stream, bringing joy to everyone.
No matter where we go, we will always remember your love; no matter where we go. Always remember your words.
No matter where we go, we will always remember your love; no matter where we go, we will always be a flower for you. ★★Poem 6 in Praise of Teachers:★★September has arrived as scheduled.
The world is brilliant because of this. We sing September because it is your eternal festival.
We remember September because it is our sincere confession. September is a cup overflowing with love. We raise our hands high with sincere blessings and ask you to toast.
The music of September has been played. Please accept our gift of September to all the teachers who are working hard on the education front. ★★Praise to Teacher Poem 7:★★I once remembered your hands covered with powder. I once remembered your charitable and sincere teachings. I once remembered your few new silver hairs. Because of you, many students can become talented because of you. The world will be so civilized. Teacher, you are the beacon to find home for the children who have lost their way. Teacher, you are the angel. ★★Praise to teachers poem 8: ★★Teachers praise others for getting gold from life. You can only get the fragrance of flowers. Your gold is the morning sun. Your silver is the fifteenth moon, but you are still whistling happily. Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums. 1. Teacher, you are like a red candle, burning yourself and illuminating others.
2. Teacher, you are like a spring silkworm, spinning filaments of wisdom and weaving knowledge. 3. Once a teacher, always a father.
4. Teacher, you are like a gardener, cultivating the flowers of the motherland. 5. If you are the water, we are the fish and we cannot leave you.
The spring silkworms will die when they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before tears dry up. I am highly virtuous and respected, I will serve as a role model for others, I will do my best, and I will teach my friends according to their aptitude. I will teach by words and deeds for ten years. Trees will grow for a hundred years. I will teach people tirelessly. Good teachers and friends will be filled with peaches and plums. The world will abide by their duties and praise the poems of teachers. I remember your hands covered with powder. I remember your charitable teachings. I remember your new silver hairs. Because of you, students can become talented. Because of you, the world is so civilized. Teacher, you are the bright light Li Shangyin. It's hard to say goodbye when we meet without a title, and it's hard to say goodbye. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When I look in the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight. There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
Huang Tingjian Send Huang Jifu to me. I live in Beihai and Nanhai. I can't thank you for sending a message sent by wild geese. Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, and a light in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years.
There are only four walls to run a household, but there are only three walls to cure diseases. Thinking about it makes my head turn white when I read, and the ape across the stream is crying because of the miasma of vines in the stream.
Zhang Wei sent Li Shiyu to read the history of the Zhou Dynasty under the imperial column, and wrote in the book to comfort Yue. Looking at the word "three years old" up close, you can see the heart of a hundred years in the distance.
The price is long with bragging, and the kindness is deep with consideration. If you don't plant peach and plum trees, how will you get shade?
Become a teacher for one day.
8. Poems about praising teachers
There are many poems praising teachers. The most commonly used and most common ones are:
The spring silkworm will not run out of silk until it dies. The wax torch turns to ashes and the tears begin to dry. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet"
This sentence was originally a tribute to unswerving love, but now it is often used to describe the contribution of teachers: serving the people wholeheartedly and for the benefit of the people. Willing to give everything you have, like a spring silkworm spinning silk, like a candle burning, emitting light until the last breath of life.
Other verses such as:
Shaking off, I know Song Yu's sorrow, and I am also my teacher in being elegant and elegant. ——Du Fu's "Five Poems on Ancient Relics·Part 2"
The northern captives destroyed the pavilion barriers and heard about the Qianli division in the camp. ——Du Mu's "Book in the Snow"
The emperor is called the benevolent sage, and he appoints virtuous people as teachers. ——Du Mu's "Books in the Snow"
I should not be a bear, but I should respect the teacher as the emperor. ——Liu Ji's "Picture of Taigong Fishing in the Wei River"
Luyetang opened to occupy Wuhua, and passers-by gave instructions to Ling Gong's house. ——Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Wild Hall of Lord He Ling"
Hearing Master Ying's playing, he stood up and sat aside. ——Han Yu's "Listening to Master Ying Playing the Qin"
The spiritual master did not worry about it and took the risk to postpone it. ——Han Yu's "Send Off to the Spiritual Master"
Before Master Wang reported to the East County, Qiu Sheng painted a corner in mourning at the city gate. —— Du Fu's "Ye Lao"
The prince stopped playing the phoenix instrument and taught Xiang Yan the Yaoqin instrument. ——Li Bai "Listening to Han Shiyu Playing the Flute in Jinling"
The military uniforms are sent out at dawn, and the military disciplines are waiting for the return of spring. ——Su Ting's "Feng He Sheng Zhi Xing Wang Chun Gong sends Shuo Fang Da." 》
I heard that the mountains and rivers in the valley of Tao River were good, and the teacher passed by them again and again. ——Zhang Ji's "Sending the Monk to Jinzhou"
Sneaking into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. ——Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night"
The master lives in the high temple in Jiting, where the sloping corridors and curved pavilions open against the clouds.
——Zhang Ji's "Farewell to the Monks of Jitingshan Temple"
The silver threads of the crane's hair reflect the sun and the moon, and the fervent heart fertilizes new flowers. ——Anonymous "Couplet"
The jade pot contains the heart of ice ——Bing Xin's "Heart of Ice"
Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old stems. ——Zheng Xie's "Hsinchu"
The three things of Jian Jian are the teacher of hundreds of officials. ——Lu Zhaolin's "Nine Chapters of Zhonghe Le". The Eighth Song Gongqing"
The concubine Bai Shuzi of the East Palace, Zen Master Yuan of the Nansi Temple. ——Bai Juyi's "Far Teacher"
9. Primary school Chinese language poems praising teachers
1. After gathering hundreds of flowers into honey, it will be sweet for whom you work hard.
Vernacular interpretation: Bee, you collect all the flowers and turn them into nectar. Who do you work hard for and who do you want to taste the sweetness?
Dynasty: Tang
Author: Luo Yin
Source: Bee
2. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently< /p>
Vernacular definition: Accompanying the gentle breeze, quietly entering the night. Thin and dense, nourishing all things on the earth
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Fu
Source: Happy Rain on a Spring Night
3. Spring Silkworms Arrive The dead thread will be exhausted, the wax torch will turn into ashes and the tears will dry up.
Vernacular interpretation: A spring silkworm spins a cocoon and spins out all the silk only when it dies, and a candle burns out and turns to ashes before the tear-like wax drips dry.
Dynasty: Tang
Author: Li Shangyin
Source: Untitled·It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet
4. Falling red is not Heartless things turn into spring mud to protect flowers.
Vernacular interpretation: It is like a fallen flower falling from a branch, but it is not a ruthless thing. It turns into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
Dynasty: Qing
Author: Gong Zizhen
Source: Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai (Part 5)
5. Good friendship always exists in the soul In my dream, deep kindness is forever in my heart.
Vernacular interpretation: My deep friendship with you reminds me of you all the time. Your kindness in educating me will be engraved in my heart and will never be forgotten.
Dynasty: Ancient
Author: Unknown
Source: Qijue·Shi’s Favor is Unforgettable