Poems about thanking parents and teachers 1. Poems about thanking parents and teachers
1. "Ode to a Wanderer" Tang Meng Jiao
the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother, makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy. Carefully she sews and thoroughly she mends,
dreading the delays that will keep him late from home. Who dare say that the children like the weak filial piety, can repay the love of the mother like spring SUNSHINE IN SPRING?
2.
In "Farewell to the Old Mother", Qing Huang Zhongze bowed his curtain and went to the mother's river beam, worrying for nothing to see his eyes dry.
It's a miserable snowy night in Chai Men. It's better to have children than nothing at this time.
3. In the Tenth Five-Year Plan, Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty
put his mother in the ditch, leaving her family in the shade. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, the North and the South always cared.
4. Arriving at Home at the End of the Year
Jiang Shiquan loves his son endlessly, and he is happy to be home. Cold clothes are needlework, but home letters are ink-stained.
I feel pity and thin when I meet you, and I ask you questions. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.
5. "Mother Biezi" Tang Bai Juyi
Mother Biezi, son Biemu, crying in the daytime without light.
General Guan Xi, a title of generals in ancient times, won a new title last year.
with a gift of 2 million yuan, Luoyang was welcomed as a flower.
the new person welcomes the old one and abandons it, but the lotus flower in the palm has a thorn in its eye.
It's not enough to welcome the new and abandon the old. Sadness stays at your home for two children.
at the beginning, I helped to walk, and at the beginning, I sat down, crying and holding people's clothes.
with your new marriage, my mother and son are separated.
it's not as good as a black bird and a magpie in the forest, and the mother doesn't lose the young male and the female.
it should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling in the branches with the wind.
Newcomers, newlyweds, listen to me, Luoyang Infinite Red Chamber Girl.
I hope the general will make great contributions, and there will be new people better than you.
6. "Mother's Love" Yuan Yang Weizhen
Mother's love, love chicks, Zhao Jiaguang is the Crown Prince.
The gait of a dragon and a tiger is changing day by day, and the dog's tendency to follow the eagle is changing day by day.
Isn't there a six-foot orphan under the knee? Ah Zhao and Amy are not born.
at night, the ghost's static light is blurred, and the heavy snow leaks more than four drums.
If a hundred officials don't hold Dong Hu's pen, why should an orphan and widowed wife call?
it's Han Wangjin's cabinet book that pokes a silver axe in front of the bed.
7. "Mo Xuan Tu" Yuan Wang Mian
Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall.
the south wind blows on his heart, so who does it throw up for?
a loving mother is attached to the door, but a wanderer has a hard time walking.
if you are willing to ask questions, you will be reluctant.
Look up at Yunlin, ashamed to listen to the birds.
8. "Who's Son" Tang Hanyu
Who's son, who is neither crazy nor crazy, went to the king's house to be called a Taoist.
the old woman with a bald head covered the door and cried, but she couldn't stop pulling off her blouse and sleeves.
Cui Mei's bride, who is twenty years old, took her home and cried through the market.
Or Yun wants to learn how to play Feng Sheng, and the princess Mu Ling is better than Shaw History.
It's common and vulgar, and it's risky and strange to take your position.
although there are legends about immortals, those who know them know their falsehood.
the sage and sage can be bullied, but it's impossible to die in poverty.
alas, I am sincere, my brother, and I am willing to go to the end of teaching.
it's not too late to punish people by punishing them for advising them on everything.
who's friends and relatives can pity, and write my poem as if it were a gift.
9. "Short Songs" Tang Wangjian
Born, the day begins. It is late to go up the mountain and ill to go down the mountain.
36, dynasties in a hundred years, half a day will be better at night.
if you have songs and dances, you must be early. Yesterday is better than today.
people think it's good to have boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women make people old.
short songs, no music.
1.
Tang Zhang said that the old man with negative salary went to Beizhou, and he was worried about his life in Beiwang Township.
He said that the old man had three sons, and two of them had died in Huangsha.
Now that children are newly grown up, they will be recruited next year.
knowing that this parting is bound to fall apart is not as good as living and dying together.
I will lend my farm house to my neighbors, and I will go back to my hometown alone.
it's even harder to have more children in life.
recently, it was said that the son of heaven respected martial arts and vegetables, and Qiang Bing wanted to calm Hu Chen.
there is a long-term policy to secure the border, so there is no need to displace China people.
2. An ancient poem expressing gratitude to the teacher or parents
An ancient poem of gratitude to the teacher, "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall";
Grateful mother's ancient poem "Wandering Sons".
Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
The green field hall occupies the splendor of things, and passers-by point to the public.
Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant more flowers in front of the hall?
Appreciation
The Green Field Hall is open and occupies the essence of everything. Passers-by say that it is your father's home. Your father's students are all over the world. Why should we plant flowers in front of the house? This poem uses metonymic rhetoric to replace students with peaches and plums, and the Green Field Hall refers to the house name of Pei Du in Tang Dynasty. This poem takes up the essence of everything by writing about Pei Du's house without planting flowers (the house is conspicuous). It shows a praise for a teacher whose fame is spread all over the world.
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Ode to a Wanderer
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Meng Jiao
Original:
the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother.
carefully she sews and thoroughly she mends, dreading the delays that will keep him late from home.
but how much love has the inch-long grass, won the third spring festival.
Translation
A loving mother uses a needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.
Before he left, he sewed a needle tightly, fearing that his clothes would be damaged if his son came back late.
who dares to say that a child's weak filial piety like grass can repay the kindness of a loving mother like Chunhui Puze?
Note
(1) Wanderer: in ancient times, it was called a person who traveled far and lived. Yin: the name of the poetic style.
(2) Wanderer: refers to the poet himself, as well as the wanderers who have left home.
(3) Pro: I will.
(4) fear: worry. Return: Come back, go home.
(5) Who said: It's hard to make a work. Say: say. Inch of grass: grass. Here is a metaphor for children. Heart: semantic pun refers to both the stems of vegetation and the minds of children.
[6] repay: repay. Sanchunhui: the bright sunshine in spring refers to the kindness of loving mother. Sanchun: In the past, the first month of the lunar calendar was called Meng Chun, February was called Midspring, and March was called Ji Chun, which were collectively called Sanchun. Hui: Sunshine. Describe maternal love as the warm and genial sunshine shining on children in spring.
3. Wonderful sentences about thanking parents and teachers
1. Your work is today, but it is building the tomorrow of the motherland; 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 be gray one day, but your youth will last forever. 3. On our way from naivety to maturity and from ignorance to civilization, you use the torch of life to clear the way for us.
4. The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day. 5. A good teacher is better than thousands of books.
6. Dear teacher, how much confusion, self-confidence, youth and sails have been awakened by your sincere love. 7, the crane hair silver silk reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood and new flowers.
8. once a teacher, always a father. 9, the gift of a piece of speech is also my teacher.
1. Gardener, lofty title, I wish you peaches and plums all over the world and spring glow everywhere. 11. Rivers push us to the vast sea, and the dawn brings us a bright morning; Dear teacher, you have led us to a magnificent life.
12. Teacher, people say that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland, rather than saying that you are the pillars of the motherland, and it is you who support the backbone of our generation. 13. Teachers are cultivators and sowers of beauty.
it is you who shine with beautiful sunshine and moisten with beautiful rain and dew that make our hearts green and full of flowers. 14, your love, the sun is generally warm, the spring breeze is generally warm, and the spring is generally sweet.
Your love is more severe than fatherly love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendly love. 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 pillar of the motherland.
it is you who support the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light for the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Your lectures are so 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 see, this all loves and this garden full of peaches and plums are all saluting you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how could so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Teachers, engineers of the human soul, who wouldn'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 who shine with beautiful sunshine and moisten with beautiful rain and dew, so that our hearts are green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the maturity of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart! You are more like the unknown root, which makes the young trees grow sturdily and makes the branches full of rich fruits, but you don't ask for any reward. You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You have given us a mirror of exemplary behavior, so that we can learn from it 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 a bucket of water is needed, never give a glass of water.
it is a good gardener's skill to give in a timely and appropriate way. My teacher, this is your art of education.
regardless of Xin Qin's cold inkstone, peaches are ripe and flowers are flowing, but plums are not skilled, so it is easier to plant flowers than to cultivate people. The fragrance of the valley is extraordinary, the poems are full of people, the paintings are full of people, and the talents are smiling.
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 tomorrow of the motherland; You teach in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.
Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then the students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand has become pearls, shining brightly. There are countless proud and happy memories of your teaching career, but you cherish them in your heart and just stare at a garden to be explored.
If I were a poet, I would write poems with full enthusiasm, praising the vastness and profundity of the sea. And dedicate it to you-my teacher with broad mind and profound knowledge.
Teachers are kindling, which ignites the fire of students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, bearing the students' steady upward climb step by step. You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and a little 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, as turbulent as a rushing river ... Spring silkworm has never said anything boastful 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 praise for you. Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the clear spring.
Your love is more severe than fatherly love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendly love. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.
The value of fireflies is that they shine on others with that lamp hanging at the back end. Your respect lies in always providing convenience to 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 in full bloom everywhere, which one is without your hard work and which one is without your smile! Your lectures are so 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 see, this all loves and this garden full of peaches and plums are all saluting you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how could so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Teachers, engineers of the human soul, who wouldn'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 of beauty, beauty.
4. Poems about gratitude to teachers and parents
We grow up bathed in the sunshine of love
We nourish the true feelings of the world
How many times have we fallen asleep with the feeling of happiness
How many times have we imagined the future with moving tears
People who are always grateful are the happiest
Life with gratitude is the sweetest
Learn to be grateful. Because they gave me precious life
learn to appreciate-thank my teachers, because they gave me endless knowledge
learn to appreciate-thank my friends, because they gave me the strength to overcome difficulties
learn to appreciate-thank everything around me, because they gave me a harmonious and healthy growth space
Don't forget to say-"thank you"
5. Poems about thanking teachers
Teachers' ode
Four times of spring breeze to save for a rainy day,
Several times of autumn rain to wash the gap.
black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon,
chalk writes the spring and autumn without words.
the silk blooms before the spring is old, and
the candle tears become thicker in autumn.
Three thousand gardens of peaches and plums are sown in spring, and
Qiu Lai is full of fruits in China.
Six Poems of Tianjingsha
1. A picture with a long history
Looking for talents and pillars,
The sky, the land and the sea.
I've been busy here and there for half my life,
Now I'm sailing again,
Luyao Mountain is high in water and long in water.
2. The teacher Kuang Huanxue
is highly respected and knowledgeable, and
values heroes.
the right time, the right place and the right people,
the pen is like a magic,
it is amazing.
3. Wang Bencheng
dares to speak and act,
has no complaints, no regrets.
The storm thunders,
Exhale and raise your eyebrows,
Who else in the world?
4. Huilan Pavilion is
for the country, for the family and for the people,
exposed to wind, rain and sunshine.
blue sea, blue sky and white clouds,
the sun, the moon and the stars,
accompanied by lifelong pursuit.
5. Guan Zhongtu
is an upright person, and
does things aboveboard.
gather heroes from all directions,
make a famous teacher,
let me run the world.
6. Yi Xian Tu
Mindful of the Wan Li world,
Looking at infinity.