Poems about praising teachers 1. What are the poems that praise the teacher?
1, teacher, so preaching, teaching and dispelling doubts. -Han Yu
2, a teacher for a day, a father for life. -Guan Hanqing
3, Wendaoxi scenery is good, the teacher has passed it again. -Zhang Ji's "Send Monks to Jinzhou"
4, military uniform with small hair, mentoring and waiting for spring. -Su Xiang's Feng Hesheng, Wang Zhixing Spring Palace School, North University. 》
5, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
6. The teacher lives in the Gaodi Temple in Jiting, with an inclined corridor leaning against the clouds. -Zhang Ji's Sending Monks to Jiting Mountain Temple
7, the crane hair silver silk reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood to open new flowers. -Anonymous "couplets"
8. Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo branches, supported by veteran cadres. -Zheng Xie's Hsinchu
9, jade pot to raise Bing Xin-Bing Xin "Bing Xin"
10, East Palace white bastard, Nansi Zen master. -Bai Juyi's Far Teacher
1 1. Learning is expensive, so is hiring a teacher. —— Tang Zhen
12, teachers are easy to meet, but teachers are hard to meet. -Sima Guang
13, sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. -Du Fu
14, scholars must seek teachers, and teachers are essential. -Cheng Yi
2. Praise the teacher's poems
There are many poems praising teachers, the most commonly used and common ones are:
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.
Originally, this sentence is a tribute to unswerving love, but now it is often used to describe the contribution of teachers: serving the people wholeheartedly and willing to pay everything for the interests of the people, like silkworms spinning silk, burning like candles, shining to the last breath of life.
Other poems such as:
Decline: I am well aware of Song Yu's misery, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. -Du Fu's "The Second of Five Records of Places of Interest"
North Lu bad pavilion barrier, Wentun thousands of miles division. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow
The son of heaven is called benevolence, and benevolence is like a teacher. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow
I should be a non-Zhao Xiong, and I should be respected as the emperor's teacher. -Liu Ji's "Title Taigong Fishing Guard Map"
The green field hall occupies the splendor of things, and passers-by show you your home. -Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall of Gong Ling in Fenghe"
Listening to your music, the piano suddenly rose, making people sit down low. -Han Yu, "Listening to Ying Shi Playing the Piano"
The spiritual master doesn't care, he risks being involved in the Tao. -Han Yu's "Send the Spirit Master"
Julian Waghann didn't report to Dong Jun, and Anthony wong drew a corner of the city gate. -Du Fu's Wild Old Man
The prince stops the phoenix tube and the teacher covers heptachlor. -Li Bai's "Jinling listens to the flute"
Military uniforms make the most of it, and the law is waiting for spring. -Su Xiang's Feng Hesheng, Wang Zhixing Spring Palace School, North University. 》
Wendaoxi has a good scenery. The teacher has come again. -Zhang Ji's "Send Monks to Jinzhou"
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
The teacher lives in a temple at the height of Jiting, leaning against the clouds. -Zhang Ji's Sending Monks to Jiting Mountain Temple
The crane sends silver silk to reflect the sun and the moon, and its efforts are full of new flowers. -Anonymous "couplets"
Bing Xin Yu Hu-Bing Xin Bing Xin
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches. -Zheng Xie's Hsinchu
There are three things to do. The teacher is a teacher. -Lu's Nine Chapters of Neutrality and Music. Song Gongqing's Eighth
East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master. -Bai Juyi's Far Teacher
3. Praise the teacher's poem
Sentence: Teachers are like hard-working gardeners who take pains to cultivate our growth.
Teachers are like candles, illuminating our way forward.
Teachers are lovely and respectable people!
When frustrated, the indicator lights up
Navigation mark when lost
The direction when confused.
You warm every classmate's heart with fire-like emotion, countless hearts are stirred by you, and even your back is condensed with fiery eyes …
You are not an actor, but you attract our hungry eyes; You are not a singer, but let the clear spring of knowledge tinkle and sing charming songs; You are not a sculptor, but you are shaping the soul of young people ... Teacher, how can I forget you!
Praise the teacher's famous saying:
Teachers are engineers of the human soul.
Stalin
The higher you climb, the harder you drill.
On Zi Han
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo branches.
Are supported by veteran cadres.
There will be new students next year,
100,000 dragons and grandchildren go around Fengchi.
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Zheng Xie
4. praise the teacher's five elements
Praise the teacher's poem:
1, teachers are easy to meet, but teachers are hard to meet. -Sima Guang
2. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin
3, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. -Gong Zizhen
4, there is no teacher in the world, so the old road is beneficial. -Liu Zongyuan
5, a teacher for a day, a father for life. -Guan Hanqing
6, the ancient scholars must be strict with the teacher, and the teacher is strict and respectful. —— Ouyang Xiu
7. Scholars must seek teachers, and teachers are essential. -Cheng Yi
8, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu
9, teacher, so preaching, teaching, and confusing. -Han Yu
10, Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by old cadres. New students will be born next year, and 100 thousand dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi. -Zheng Xie
1 1, saints are impermanent. -Han Yu
12, it is better to study as a teacher. Yang Xiong
13, a teacher who is expensive to learn is also an expensive friend. —— Tang Zhen
14, ancient holy king, no disrespect to the teacher. lv buwei
15, Dong Gong Bai bastard, Nansi Zen master. Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart. -Bai Juyi
5. What are the poems that praise the teacher?
1, Bee Tang Luo Yin
No matter underground or on the mountain, where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees busy.
After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet?
2, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
3. Ji Hai's miscellaneous poems are disturbed by worries and forgotten by day.
The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
4. "Planting Flowers in Fenghe Lvyetang" Tang Bai Juyi
The green field hall occupies the splendor of things, and passers-by show you your home.
Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall?
5, "Untitled" Tang Li Shangyin
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and when the torch turns to ashes, tears will flow dry.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
Not far from her charming mountain, oh, bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
6. Praise the teacher's poem
1, peaches and plums are all over the world, so don't be biased. -Song Qiang's Yi Yun and Planting Flowers
Interpretation: My master students are all over the world, so there is no need to wait here.
2, 3,000 peaches and plums are all over the world, and poetry is sighing. -Modern Ye Yunfeng's "I wish Teacher Chen 60 degrees and seize happiness"
Interpretation: Students are everywhere in the world, and people praise his talent with poems.
I am a believer in the world, and I am grateful to my friends. -Wang Song Mai "Thanks to the Government for Giving Money"
Interpretation: The world is a teacher's student, and I am grateful for your appreciation.
4. In spring, silkworms will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Don Li Shangyin "Untitled"
Interpretation: Spring silkworms spit out silk until they die, and candles burn to ashes to drip dry teardrop wax oil.
7. Praise the teacher's poem
Praise the teacher's poem (1):
1, sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Interpretation: With the gentle breeze, quietly enter the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth. Now it is often used to describe teachers' noble character of teaching and educating people, silently contributing and silently cultivating talents.
2, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. -Qing Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems No.5"
Interpretation: as an individual, the life of fallen flower ends; But once it turns into spring mud, it can protect and nourish new flower branches, and its life will continue to the next generation, reflecting the real life value. Comparing a teacher to a fallen flower fully embodies the spirit of teacher's self-dedication.
3. Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo branches, supported by veteran cadres. -Hsinchu of Xie
Interpretation: Hsinchu can grow taller than the old bamboo because of the support of the old bamboo. Surveying and mapping a person can surpass teachers and predecessors because of their nurturing and training.
4, your husband is full of peaches and plums, why not plant flowers in front of the hall. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in Fenghe Lvyetang"
Interpretation: Pei's peach and plum disciples are all over the world. Where is it necessary to plant flowers in front of and behind the house? It expresses praise for a teacher who is famous all over the world.
Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Tang Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we parted.
Interpretation: Spring silkworms don't stop spinning when they die, and candles don't stop crying when they burn to ashes. Praise the teacher's selfless dedication and sacrifice the noble quality of life for education.
8. Praise the teacher's poem
1, silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drip the wick dry every night. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's untitled time, long before I met her, became longer after we broke up.
2, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. _ _ _ _ Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems No.5"
3. Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo branches, supported by veteran cadres. _ _ _ _ Hsinchu in Zheng Xie
4, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
5, your husband is full of peaches and plums, why not plant flowers in front of the hall. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall
6. "Decline": I am well aware of Song Yu's bitterness, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's "Five Poems on Epic II"
I should be a non-Zhao Xiong, and I should be respected like an emperor. _ _ _ _ Liu Ji's "Topic Taigong Fishing Guard Map"
8. Since Teacher Wenying came on the stage, sit aside. _ _ _ _ Han Yu listens to the clever teacher playing the piano.
9. Write two poems praising the teacher.
Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened a lot of confusion, cultivated a lot of self-confidence, ignited a lot of youth and destroyed many sails.
The crane sends silver silk to reflect the sun and the moon, and its efforts are full of new flowers. Once a teacher, always a father.
A passage was given by my teacher. Gardener, lofty title, I wish you peaches and plums all over the world and spring glow.
The river pushes us to the vast sea, and the dawn brings us a bright morning; Dear teacher, you have led us to a brilliant life. Teacher, some people say that you are the pillar of the motherland, not that you are the pillar of the motherland, but that you support the backbone of our generation.
Teachers are the cultivators and sowers of beauty. It's you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, and making our hearts green.
Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship.
Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world. Teacher, the light of wisdom we send out will always shine with the spark that you personally lit.
The most glorious profession under the sun, the engineer of human soul; Three-foot platform, three-inch tongue, three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums, ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain and a hundred thousand pillars. Silkworms in spring will weave to death, and candles will drain the wick every night. There must be a teacher who burns himself and illuminates others like a candle. We are the flowers of our motherland, and our teacher is a diligent gardener.
Teachers are like a long bridge leading to the knowledge coast. Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating us.
The teacher is like a big tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain. Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland.
You have propped up the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Teacher, the engineer of human soul, who won't praise you! Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty. It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines.
You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable.
Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship.
You, the teacher's love, is the greatest and cleanest in the world! If we are a ship, then the teacher is a sail, leading us forward in the ocean of knowledge; If we want to embark on a journey, teachers are like candles in our hands, illuminating the bumpy road in our study. You let us open the window of our hearts, you gave us spiritual support, you sent us on the road of learning and gave us endless encouragement.
Teacher, we will always remember you. Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty.
It is you who shine the beautiful sunshine, moisten the beautiful rain and dew, make our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart! You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere. Teacher, you use the noblest feelings of human beings-love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing strength ... sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher.
You work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland; You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines.
There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored. If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea.
And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher. Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step.
You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable.
The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as turbulent as a rushing river ... Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life. Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you.
Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship.
Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world. The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others.
Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Looking at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you.
10. Praise the teacher's poem
A gaunt face, a face of the old society.
spring silkworm
Li Shangyin, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote the poem "Spring silkworms die, and night candles burn the wick", which brought the perseverance, faithfulness and dedication of spring silkworms 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 warmest and moving title
candle
This famous saying comes from Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. 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".
A willing helmsman
Lu Xun, a great modern writer, famously said, "Bow your head and be a willing ox", which sublimated and carried forward the spirit of a willing ox. Later, people used "willing to be a willing ox" to describe a person who is willing to serve the people and is selfless. 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.
It takes three generations to make a gentleman.
Teaching is like a spring breeze, and teachers are as deep as the sea.