1. Poems about teachers’ kindness
Poems about teachers’ kindness 1. What are the poems about teachers’ kindness
1. The spring silkworm will not run out of silk until it dies, and the wax will be gone. The torch turns to ashes and the tears begin to dry. ____Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, "Untitled: It's Hard to Say Goodbye When We Meet"
Translation: The spring silkworm spins its cocoon until it dies and spins out all the silk; the candle cannot shed its tear-like wax until it burns out and turns to ashes.
Dry.
2. Falling red flowers are not heartless things, they turn into spring mud to protect flowers. ____Qing Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai Part 5"
Translation: Fallen flowers fall from the branches, but they are not heartless things. They turn into the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivation. The role of the next generation.
3. New bamboo branches are higher than old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old branches. ____ "Hsinchu" by Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty
Translation: Newly grown bamboos are taller than old bamboos, and their growth is entirely supported by the old branches.
4. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. ____ "Spring Night Happy Rain" by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty
Translation: Accompanied by the gentle breeze, quietly enter the night. Finely and densely, it nourishes all things on the earth.
5. Your Majesty has peaches and plums all over the world, so why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall? ____Tang Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Wild Hall of Pei Linggong"
Translation: Pei Linggong's peach and plum students are all over the world, where is the need to plant flowers in front of the door and behind the house?
2. Ancient poems about being grateful to teachers
1. "Bee"
Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty
No matter the flat land or the top of the mountain , the infinite scenery is occupied.
After collecting hundreds of flowers into honey, for whom does it work hard and for whom is it sweet?
2. "Happy Rain on a Spring Night"
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
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.
3. "Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai·The sun is setting in the daytime in the mighty sorrow of separation"
The sun is setting in the daytime in the mighty sorrow of separation, chanting the whip to the east points to the end of the world.
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
4. "Feng He Ling Gong Plants Flowers in the Green Field Hall"
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The Green Field Hall opened to occupy Wuhua, and passers-by gave instructions to Ling Gong's house.
Your Majesty has peaches and plums all over the world, so why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall?
5. "Untitled"
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
It is difficult 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 torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up.
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 Penglai, so the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
6. "Six Poems of Pure Sand in the Sky: Pictures of a Long History"
If you want talented people, you will find the sky, the land, and the sea.
I have been busy traveling here and there for half my life, and now I am sailing again.
The road is far away and the mountains are high and the water is long.
7. "Qijue·Teacher's Favor is Unforgettable"
It was too hasty to meet once, and the flowers in the school became red several times.
Good friendship will always be in my soul and dreams, deep kindness will always be in my heart.
8. "Six Poems of Tianjingsha·Pictures of Yixian"
Have a mind of thousands of miles of the world and look to the infinite future.
Showing off his unrivaled talents and returning to the Yao Stage, the world was horrified.
9. "Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai"
Gong Zizhen of the Qing Dynasty
It is sad that the anger of Kyushu relies on wind and thunder, and thousands of horses are silent.
I urge God to cheer up and send talents of any kind.
10. "Hsinchu"
Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty
Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, all because of the support of the old trunk.
Next year there will be another new born, the ten-foot-long dragon grandson will be around Fengchi.
11. "Rewarding the Master"
Liu Shang of the Tang Dynasty
The void is nowhere, as if it were glass.
Whoever comes to the poetic realm, the Zen mind has passed the poem again.
12. "Master Yuan"
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Bai Shuzi of the East Palace, Zen Master Yuan of the Nan Temple.
Where to meet each other from a distance, when there is nothing in mind.
13. "Master Xun Yong Resides in Seclusion"
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Surrounded by steep green skyscrapers, he is carefree and forgets the years.
Look for the ancient road through the clouds, listen to the flowing spring by leaning against the tree.
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.
14. "Teacher Silkworm"
Teaching children and daughters, hard work for half a lifetime.
A head full of white hair, sweet milk for a lifetime.
15. "It's like a dream on Yaotai"
It's like a dream on Yaotai, knowing that the beautiful girl is coming.
The singers and singers are dim, and the shadows of the flowers and the moon are lingering.
I laugh at my three leisure paths, and I miss you with seven sorrows.
Flowing wine glasses and red leaves, poetry and wine.
3. Poems about being grateful to teachers
Ode to teachers
Four spring breezes bring preparations,
Several autumn rains wash away the gaps.
The black hair accumulates frost and weaves the sun and the moon,
The chalk writes the Spring and Autumn without words.
Spring is not old when all the silk is spun,
The tears of candles turn to gray and become thicker in autumn.
Thousands of peaches and plums are sown in spring, and China will be filled with fruits in autumn.
Six Poems of Tianjingsha
1. Pictures of a long history
Looking for talents and pillars,
the sky, the land and the sea.
I have been busy traveling here and there for half my life,
Now I am sailing again,
The road is far away, the mountains are high and the water is long.
2. Teacher Kuang Huanxue
He is a man of high moral character, profound Confucianism and erudition.
He respects heroes and heroes.
The right time, place and people are in the right place.
His pen is like a devil.
It is amazing.
3. Wang Benzheng
Dare to speak, dare to act, and
have no complaints, no regrets, no regrets.
The storm is thundering,
I exhale and raise my eyebrows,
Who else in the world is there for me?
4. Huilan Pavilion
For the country, the home and the people,
weather the wind, sun or rain.
The blue sea, blue sky and white clouds,
the sun, moon and stars,
accompany you in your lifelong pursuit.
5. Guan Zhongtu
He was upright and upright,
he did things openly and openly.
Gathering heroes from all over the world,
Masters are famous,
The world is open to me.
6. Yixian Tu
Have a mind of thousands of miles of the world,
look to the infinite future.
Showcasing his unparalleled talents,
Returning to Yaotai,
Heaven and earth were horrified.
Four spring breezes have brought preparation,
Several autumn rains have washed away the gaps.
The black hair accumulates frost and weaves the sun and the moon,
The chalk writes the Spring and Autumn without words.
Spring is not old when all the silk is spun,
The tears of candles turn to gray and become thicker in autumn.
Three thousand peaches and plums are sown in the spring, and China will be filled with fruits in autumn.
It is better to seek a teacher than to learn. -----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
There is no saint king in ancient times who did not respect his teacher. -----Lv Buwei
If the whole world does not follow the example, the way will be separated. -----Liu Zongyuan
Scholars must seek teachers, and they must be cautious in following them. -----Cheng Yi
Once a teacher, always a father. ----Guan Hanqing
Learning is as valuable as a teacher, and it is also valuable as a friend. -----Tang Zhen
To learn, there is nothing more important than respecting your 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 neither high nor low, neither long nor short. Where the Tao exists, the teacher exists. -----Han Yu
If you are a person of three, you must have a teacher; choose the good ones and follow them, and change the bad ones. -----Confucius
4. Poems about the teacher
1. "The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up." Li Shangyin's "Untitled" , is originally a love poem about a loving couple expressing their lovesickness, but these two lines of poetry are so appropriate as a metaphor for a teacher’s dedication. Black hair accumulates frost and weaves the sun and the moon, and chalk writes the spring and autumn without regrets. This is a true portrayal of the teacher's life.
2. "Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently." Du Fu's poem "Spring Night Joyful Rain" profoundly reflects how patient the teacher is in teaching students. He is a role model, a dedicated and conscientious teacher, and he teaches by words and deeds in a quiet moment, setting an example for students to be a good person, which is admirable and admirable.
3. "Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers." Two sentences in Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai" make people think of diligent and dedicated teachers. Even if things have withered, they should turn into spring mud to nourish the flowers that are waiting to bloom. This spirit is admirable.
4. "Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by the old branches. Next year there will be new ones, and the ten-foot-long dragon and grandson will surround the phoenix pool." Zheng Banqiao's "Hsinchu" uses metaphors, symbols and other techniques , indicating that human beings are making progress and society is developing. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the green is better than the blue. However, the growth of new forces needs the active support and care of the older generation. Newly grown bamboo is taller than old bamboo because it has old branches that protect it from wind and rain as it grows. In my heart, the old bamboo trunk is the embodiment of the teacher.
5. "The mountains are high and the rivers are long and sometimes they are gone, but my teacher's kindness is as long as the sun and the moon." In ancient poems, I express my gratitude to my teacher and express my emotions. The teacher's ideological realm is so lofty, the breeze has nothing to think about, and the world is full of joy.
5. Verses and ancient poems about gratitude to teachers
Verses and ancient poems about gratitude to teachers
Four spring breezes make preparations,
Several autumn rains wash away chasm.
The black hair accumulates frost and weaves the sun and the moon,
The chalk silently writes the Spring and Autumn Period.
Spring is not old when all the silk is spun,
The tears of candles turn to gray and become thicker in autumn.
Thousands of peaches and plums are sown in spring, and China will be filled with fruits in autumn.
★★Poem 2 to praise teachers:★★
I love my teacher
The teacher is like a red candle,
lit up The torch in the student's heart
burns itself,
until the red candle turns to ashes.
Teachers are like gardeners,
nurturing our flowers,
but working hard on themselves,
until physical exhaustion All.
When we grow up, we must become the pillars of the country,
Ah! The teacher is so selfless!
Ah! Teacher, we love you!
★★Poetry Three to Praise the Teacher: ★★
--Teacher, thank you for your hard work
Who is it -- who led the ignorant us into the spacious classroom?
Teach 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 - to educate the naughty us
into people who can be considerate and help others?
It’s you! teacher!
Your care is like the gentle spring breeze
It warms our hearts.
Who is it that cultivates 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 have the highest respect for you!
--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,
blowing the earth yellow and calling gold to the rice,
and we got the fruits of the harvest.
Teacher--it is you who lit the brightest light for me on my dark road of life;
Teacher--it is you who lit the brightest light for me on my dark road of life. My guide;
Teacher - you are the one who pointed out the way forward for me in my bumpy life;
Teacher - you are the one who gave me the guidance Gave me a pair of powerful wings, allowing me to travel in the world of knowledge!
6. Poems about teachers
Poems praising teachers:
1. 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's "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet"
2. Shaoluo knows Song Yubei well, and he is also my teacher in elegance and elegance. ——Du Fu's "Five Poems on Ancient Relics·Part 2"
3. The northern captives destroyed the pavilion barrier and heard about the Qianli Division. ——Du Mu's "Book in the Snow"
4. Even if you are not a bear, you should respect the teacher who is the emperor. ——Liu Ji's "Picture of Taigong Fishing in the Wei River"
5. There are so many peaches and plums in the world, why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall. —— Bai Juyi's "Fenghe Linggong Plants Flowers in the Green Wild Hall"
Quotations praising teachers:
1. Teachers are engineers of the human soul. ——Stalin
2. Educators’ attention and love will leave an indelible impression on students’ minds. ——Sukhomlinsky
3. Regardless of hard work, peaches will lose their essence when ripe, and plums will be ripe with poor skills. It is easy to plant flowers but difficult to cultivate people. The fragrance of flying in the valley is extraordinary, the world is filled with poems, paintings, and talented people are all smiling.
4. Show your personality charm in every word and deed, embody the style of a teacher in every move, embody the sincere teachings in every word, and selflessly dedicate your youth every minute.
5. On the podium, the chalk dyes the hair white; at the desk, the responsibility is on the shoulders; watering the flowers to cultivate peaches and plums, the peaches and plums are all over the world; racking the brains and pouring the hard work, the students are greener than blue; like candles and spring silkworms, Give sincerely.
7. The poem about the unforgettable kindness of the teacher is longer
1. The unforgettable kindness of the teacher is deeply memorable, and there are thousands of peaches and plums in the world. I have worked hard to cultivate the plums, and the sincere teachings will be remembered in my heart
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2. Cheng Menlixue has been passed down from ancient times to modern times, and the teacher's training is as heavy as a mountain. The good days are approaching and the drum music is playing, and my family has not forgotten the hardships on campus.
3. The spring cicada will not die until it dies. , the wax torch turns to ashes and the tears begin to dry
4. All the peaches and plums in the world are in the public gate.
5. Life is an endless road, I walk, walk, keep on Walking. When I am tired and slack, your firm face, perseverance voice, and perseverance spirit will appear in my memory. Teacher, you taught me how to live, how can I forget you!
6. A three-foot podium, a three-inch tongue, a three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums
7. Ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain, one hundred thousand beams
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8. Your sincere teachings have turned into the wisdom in my mind, the blood in my chest, and the norms of behavior...I thank you, thank you for your careful cultivation of me.
9. There is no limit to the end of the world, only the teacher's kindness will last forever.
10. Those who drink from its flow will remember its source, and when they learn from it, they will remember my teacher.
8. Express gratitude for the teacher's kindness. Verses
1. New bamboo branches are higher than old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old trunks. ——Zheng Xie's "Hsinchu" in the Qing Dynasty
Vernacular translation: Newly grown bamboos are taller than old bamboos, and their growth is entirely supported by the old branches.
2. Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and wax torches will not dry until they turn to ashes. ——Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet"
Vernacular translation: Spring silkworms spin cocoons until they die, and the silk is not finished until the candles burn out and turn to ashes, wax like tears when they are about to burn out. Only then can it drip dry.
3. Your Majesty has peaches and plums all over the world, so why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall? ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Planting Flowers in the Green Wild Hall of Lord Pei Linggong"
Vernacular Translation: Pei Linggong's peach and plum students are all over the world, so where is the need to plant flowers in front of the door and behind the house?
4. Falling red flowers are not heartless things, they turn into spring mud to protect flowers. ——Gong Zizhen of the Qing Dynasty, "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai·Part 5"
Vernacular translation: When I resign and return home, I am like a fallen flower falling from a branch, but it is not a heartless thing, it has turned into The soil in spring can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
5. After collecting the honey from hundreds of flowers, for whom does it work hard and for whom does it taste sweet? ——"Bee" by Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty
Vernacular translation: Bee, you have collected all the flowers and turned them into nectar. Who do you work hard for, and who do you want to taste the sweetness?
9. Poems about gratitude to teachers
1. Tang Dynasty Li Shangyin's poem "The spring silkworms will die when the silkworms are dead, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before the tears dry up." 2. Our thoughts are like ocean waves. As majestic, our mood is as beautiful as a poem. We want to sing a hymn for you with the most beautiful flowers. We want to sing a hymn for you with the best blessings. Teacher, dear Teacher’s Day - happy - happy! 3. On the occasion of Teachers’ Day, I wish all teachers across the country a happy holiday! Bid farewell to the hot summer and welcome the cool golden autumn. In this harvest season, you stepped onto the podium again, looking for your own constellation. You continued to tell the ancient and fresh story, arguing that it would never be the same. The geometry questions that will end... Your sweat and hard work have brought about the fragrance of the garden. Your selflessness and dedication have influenced one generation after another.
On the journey of wisdom, you truly feel the joy of teaching and educating people. In the face of poverty, you have no regrets. Between white clouds and white clouds, between stars and stars, you are persistently looking for the deep blue sky; between history and history, between songs and songs, you calmly examine the sonorous verses; in a pair of eyes and between a pair of eyes.
Between a heart and a heart. You record that beloved sigh... Between day and night, you look for the ebb and flow of the sun and the moon; between nothingness and existence, you look for the flowing eternity; between the peaks and canyons, there is a brilliant rainbow.
You are delighted to discover that in the vast universe, there is another cave with unique charm. Memories form cocoons, and years weave into cobwebs.
Forgetting the merits, demerits, honors and disgrace, I will leave you alone in the crystal clear dream. The morning reading under the frosty leaves, the playground illuminated by the sun, the lights that stay on all night...Teacher, in the depths of your heart, there is a forest of love growing; it is you who sows a heart on the grass. The seeds of civilization turn ideals into reality and make life more exciting.
Teacher, there is a song that will always sing for you and bless you forever. Oh, teacher, time will sculpt you, and the world will last forever for you! 4. When I was a child, I thought you were very beautiful, leading a flock of birds to fly around. When I was a child, I thought you were very impressive, and your one sentence could shake the world.
When I grew up and became you, I realized that what was flying in that classroom was hope, and you were always the one guarding the nest. When I grow up and become you, I realize that what is written on that blackboard is truth and what is erased is utility.
When I was a child, I thought you were very mysterious, making all the problems become fun. When I was a child, I thought you were very powerful, you always liked to lift us high.
When I grow up and become you, I realize that what the chalk draws is a rainbow and what it sheds are teardrops.
When I grow up and become you, I realize that what is lifted up on that podium is others and what is dedicated is myself. When I grow up, I become you, I become you, I become you.
5. The diligent gardener with peach blossoms all over the world and the engineer of the human soul. People compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves. People compare teachers to gardeners, cultivating peaches and plums to bloom all over the world.
Teaching is the noblest cause under the sun. The teacher gives 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 are like flowers in full bloom, 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 beauty 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.
6. How many years have the seasons been reincarnated, how many springs, summers, autumns and winters, you are a bright life burning with red candles, you have sacrificed so much blood and sweat, you do not seek to leave a famous name in history, you spread wisdom with your true feelings. Tinder. Just like the spring silkworm devotes its life's loyalty, just like the winter plum sings the song of early spring.
How many blind nights, how many times the lights are always on, you are seen bending over the desk in the long night, adding gorgeous hair between black hair, laughing on the three-foot podium, you shorten the heart with friendship. The journey with the heart. You are the sunshine that melts the indifferent ice and snow, and you are the one who guides people out of the labyrinth of science.
Ah! Glorious teacher, hardworking gardener! The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicated and selfless soul. ah! Glorious teacher, hardworking gardener! The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicated and selfless soul.
7. 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 who are naughty 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 - to cultivate our young children 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. You have worked hard! teacher! People who devote their youth to nothing.
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