Poems about strange love

1. Poems about distant and unfamiliar love

Send to a distant and unfamiliar lover

Author: Let’s fly gently

Dear

Did you sense the letter in my hand?

Because I miss you

This is written for you

Written for you who love me

On pink paper

Describing my thoughts about you

I use the phantom blue

to make every emotion dance on the paper

Dear

Did you feel it?

I feel your heartbeat and your charming smile

I close my eyes

Seal my feeling for you

Note Imprint the footsteps of our love

Accurately calculate the time of our reunion

Dear

I will tell you in the next letter

Where will we meet

Dear

Let's get closer under my watch and accompanied by my love! ?

Expect our letterhead to be red. 2. Poems about strangers

You have talents and I am not poor. - (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao

If you know someone who is close to you, you will be as close as you are to the end of the world. - (Tang Dynasty) Wang Bo

We are both fallen people at the end of the world, so why should we have known each other before. - (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi

Don’t worry about the road ahead because you are ignorant. No one in the world knows you. - (Tang Dynasty) Gao Shi

There is nothing more pleasant than friends in the world, and nothing more pleasant than talking about friends. - (Qing Dynasty) Pu Songling

The most important thing for people to know each other is to know each other, and the most important thing for people to know each other is to understand each other. - (Spring and Autumn Period) Mencius

The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, while the friendship between villains is as sweet as wine.

- (Warring States) Zhuangzi

Those who are close to vermillion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. - (Western Jin Dynasty) Fu Xuan

Knowing each other is precious in life, so why use gold and money. - (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai

When making friends, keep your word. - (Spring and Autumn) Zi Xia

Friendship between common people and clothes should not be forgotten. - (Tang Dynasty) Li Yanshou

A gentleman and a gentleman are friends of the same way, and a villain and a villain are friends of the same interests. - (Song Dynasty) Ouyang Xiu

The joy of life lies in knowing each other. - (Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi

It is better to dissolve enemies than to make knots, and everyone should look back. - (Ming Dynasty) Feng Menglong

A hero in adversity. - (Qing Dynasty) Wei Xi

It is easy to get ten thousand taels of gold, but it is hard to find a close friend. - (Qing) Cao Xueqin

Change my heart for yours, and we will know each other and remember each other deeply. - (Song Dynasty) Gu Xia

After Zhong Ziqi died, Boya stopped playing the piano for the rest of his life. - "Book of Han"

Mountains and rivers are not important, the important thing is to meet someone you know. - Bao Rong

When a man lives in the world, he should make friends with heroes from all over the world.

- "The Chronicle of the Three Kingdoms. The Book of Shu. The Biography of Liu Ba"

A gentleman will not criticize others when he submits them to others, and he will not commit blasphemy when asked by subordinates. - "The Book of Changes"

If we know that we are all brothers everywhere, we will never meet old friends anywhere. - Chen Gangzhong

Friends are those who unite with each other through righteousness. - (Song Dynasty) Zhu Xi

Clothes are not as good as new, and people are not as good as before. - "Han Yuefu"

Unity and harmony, always the same. - (Song Dynasty) Ouyang Xiu

Life and death are the foundation of friendship. One is poor and the other is rich, which is a state of acquaintance. One is noble and the other is humble, friendship is about seeing each other. - "Historical Records"

Unspoken hearts are drunk and no longer receive a glass of wine. - (Jin Dynasty) Tao Yuanming

There are no young or old people in life, so why should we first agree with each other when talking about friendship? - (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu

We can never meet each other, but we will remember each other again. - (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi

Friendships in life are made at the end and at the beginning, not in the ups and downs. - (Tang Dynasty) Helan Jinming

Have fun today, don’t forget each other after we say goodbye. - (Three Kingdoms) Cao Zhi

There are many people who know each other all over the world, and how many people can know each other well. - (Ming Dynasty) Feng Menglong

Young people enjoy knowing each other, but in old age they miss their old friends. - (Tang Dynasty) Han Yu

One is noble and the other is humble. - King Luo Bin (Tang Dynasty)

Knowing each other is of no use in times of crisis. - (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai

Toss him with papaya and embrace him with Qiong Yao. It is always good to be rewarded by bandits. - "The Book of Songs"

The most valuable thing in life is to know oneself, and to meet flesh and blood relatives from all over the world. - "Yanmen Collection"

Friends who agree with each other will never tire of their affection, and close friends will talk to each other. - (Ming Dynasty) Feng Menglong

When two people work together, their sharpness can break through metal. - "Book of Changes. Xi Ci"

The baby is whining, please ask for his friend's voice. - "The Book of Songs. Xiaoya"

It's great to have new acquaintances. - (Warring States) Qu Yuan

A friend who cut his throat to death.

- "Book of Han. The Biography of Zhuge Feng"

A close friend is rare in the world. - (Tang Dynasty) Meng Haoran

I miss my friends so much. - "The Analects of Confucius. Zilu"

Courtesy should be reciprocated. - "Book of Rites. Quli"

A gentleman uses literature to make friends, and friends to support benevolence. - "The Analects of Confucius. Yan Yuan"

Those who make friends with money will lose their friendship when all their wealth is gone; those who make friends with sex will lose their beauty and love you. - "Warring States Policy"

When the severe cold comes, frost and snow fall, you will know how luxuriant the pines and cypresses are. - "Huainanzi"

Those who unite with power will have their power exhausted and separated. - "Historical Records"

Horsepower can be seen from a distance, and people's hearts can be seen from time to time. - "Selected Songs of the Yuan Dynasty. Strive to repay kindness"

We know each other no matter how far we are, but we are still neighbors thousands of miles apart. - (Tang Dynasty) Zhang Jiuling

When we meet, we smile, and when we see each other, we cry. - (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei

The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun’s gift to me. - (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai

Friendship becomes closer as time goes by. - (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu

Although there are brothers, it is better to have friends.

- "Bao Puzi. Communication"

A gentleman is as light as water, and his love becomes truer with time. Small people are like honey, and in a blink of an eye they are like enemies

Choose whatever you want. 3. Are there any ancient Chinese poems about love becoming a stranger?

Gift to a maidservant

The princes, princes and grandsons are chasing after each other, and the green beads are dripping with tears.

As soon as Hou Men entered the sea, Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.

"Gift to the Maid" is a seven-character quatrain composed by Cui Jiao, a native of the Tang Dynasty. This poem describes the sorrow of a loved one being robbed, and reflects the love tragedy caused by the disparity in family status in feudal society. The meaning of the poem is profound, and the expression technique is implicit but not explicit, resentful but not angry, and tactful and tortuous.

Background of the work:

During the Yuanhe period, the aunt of Cui Jiao, a scholar, had a maidservant. She was born with a beautiful appearance and fell in love with Cui Jiao. However, she was later sold to the noble Yu Di. Cui Jiao never forgets it and yearns for it endlessly. During a cold meal, the maid accidentally went out and met Cui Jiao. Cui Jiao had mixed feelings and wrote the song "Gift to the Handmaid". Later, when Yu Di read this poem, he asked Cui Jiao to take the maid away, which became a legend in the poetry world. (Fan Xuan's "Yunxi Youyi") 4. What are the poems about strangers

"Pipa Xing" Tang and Bai Juyi are both fallen people in the world, so why should we meet each other before? Source: "Pipa Xing" In the 10th year of Yuanhe reign of Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, Yu Zuo moved to Sima, Jiujiang County.

Next autumn, I will see off guests at Penpukou and hear someone playing the pipa in the boat at night. Listening to its sound, it sounds like the sound of Kyoto.

Ask the man, I was originally from Chang'an and advocated girls. I tried to learn pipi from two talented people named Mu Cao. As she aged and lost beauty, she committed herself to being a wife of a noble lady.

Then he ordered the wine envoy to play several songs quickly. After the song ended, he narrated the joyful things in his childhood. Now he is drifting and haggard. He has been a disciple in the rivers and lakes for two years since he left the official position. He is peaceful and at peace. Thanks to the words of this person, he began to feel the intention of relegation in the evening.

Because I gave him a long song, six hundred and sixteen words long. The name is "Pipa Xing".

The Xunyang River sees off guests on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn. The master dismounted and was on board the boat. He wanted to drink wine, but there was no orchestra.

When we are too drunk, we will say goodbye miserably. When we say goodbye, the vast river is soaked in the moon. Suddenly I heard the sound of pipa playing on the water, and the host forgot to return home.

Looking for the sound, I secretly asked who was playing the pipa. The sound of the pipa stopped and I was too late to speak. Move the boat closer to invite us to meet each other, add wine, turn back the lights, and resume the banquet.

He came out after calling for thousands of times, still holding the pipa and half covering his face. There are three or two sounds of the strings being plucked by the rotating shaft, and there is emotion before the tune is formed.

The strings muffle the sounds and thoughts, as if complaining of failure in life. The formalities of the letter were continued with a low eyebrow, telling all the infinite things in one's heart.

Lightly gathered, slowly twisted and wiped, and then picked again, at first it was a colorful dress and then it was six pieces. The big strings are noisy like the rain, and the small strings are like whispers.

Noisy and jumbled bullets, big and small beads falling onto the jade plate. The orioles in Guan Guan are talking at the bottom of the flowers, and the water from the quiet spring is flowing down the beach.

The water spring is cold and astringent, the strings are condensed, and the condensation will never pass, and the sound gradually stops. Don't worry and hate yourself. Silence is better than sound at this time.

The silver bottle bursts into water and the water slurries burst out, and the cavalry stands out with swords and guns. At the end of the song, the plectrum is carefully drawn, and the four strings sound like cracking silk.

The boats in the east and west were silent, except for the white autumn moon in the middle of the river. While he was chanting and plucking strings, he straightened his clothes and tightened his features.

She said she was originally a girl from the capital city, and her family lived under the Xia Toad Mausoleum. At the age of 13, he learned the pipa successfully and became the first member of the Jiaofang.

Qu Ba often teaches good people how to dress and make up every time they are quilted by Qiuniang. The young people in Wuling are fighting for their heads, and there are countless red songs.

The silver grate on the tin head was smashed into pieces, and the bloody skirt was stained by wine. This year's laughter will bring back the next, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will pass easily.

My brother left to join the army and my aunt died. The front door is deserted and there are few cars and horses. The boss is married to a businessman.

Businessmen value profits over separation. The month before last, they went to Fuliang to buy tea. I went to and from the mouth of the river to guard the empty ship, and around the cabin there was a bright moon and the river was cold.

Late at night, I suddenly dreamed about my youth. I cried and cried, and my eyes were red with tears. I sighed when I heard the pipa, and I groaned again when I heard the words.

We are both fallen people in the world, so why should we have known each other before meeting. I resigned from the imperial capital last year and was relegated to Xunyang City where I was sick.

There is no music in the remote place of Xunyang, and the sound of silk and bamboo is not heard all year round. The land where I live near the Huanjiang River is low and humid, and yellow reeds and bitter bamboos grow around my house.

In the meantime, I heard something at dawn and dusk: the cuckoo crows and the blood ape mourns. On a spring river with flowers facing the autumn moonlight, I often drink wine alone while drinking.

How can there be no folk songs and girl's flutes? Tonight, hearing your pipa music makes my ears suddenly bright as if listening to fairy music.

Mo Cigeng sat down to play a piece of music and translated it into a pipa line for you. I feel that I have been saying this for a long time, but sitting down makes the strings turn sharply.

The sound is not as sad as the forward sound, and everyone in the house is crying after hearing it again. Who cried the most in the audience? Sima Jiangzhou's clothes were wet.

In the 10th year of Yuanhe reign of Emperor Xianzong of the Tang Dynasty, I was demoted to be the Sima of Jiujiang County. One day in the autumn of the second year, while seeing off guests at Penpukou, I heard someone playing the pipa on the boat at night.

Listen to the sound, the clang and clang have the popular rhyme in Kyoto. After asking about this person, it turned out that she was a singer from Chang'an who once learned from two pipa masters, Mu and Cao.

Later, when she got older, her beauty faded away and she married a businessman. So he ordered someone to serve wine and ask her to play a few songs happily.

After she finished playing, she looked a little gloomy. She talked about the joyful things in her youth, but now she was wandering and sinking, describing herself as haggard, wandering between rivers and lakes. In the two years since I left Beijing and worked abroad, I have been content with the situation and enjoyed myself. But now I was touched by this man's words, and that night I felt like I had been demoted.

So he wrote a long poem and gave it to her, with a total of 616 words, titled "Pipa Play". On an autumn night, I went to see off a returning guest at the head of the Xunyang River. The cold wind blew the autumn leaves of maple leaves and reed flowers.

Illustrations of Pipa Xing (16 photos) My guests and I dismounted and held a farewell banquet on the boat. We raised our glasses to drink but the music did not entertain us. I was not happy after drinking the wine and was even more sad that I was about to say goodbye. When I said goodbye, the bright moon was reflected in the vast river at night.

Suddenly I heard the crisp sound of pipa playing on the river; I forgot about the returning guests and didn’t want to leave. Search for the source of the sound and ask who is playing the pipa? The pipa stopped for a long time but there was no movement.

We moved the boat closer and invited her to come out to meet her; we asked the servants to add wine, put back the lights, and start the banquet again. After calling her a thousand times, she slowly walked out, still holding the pipa in her arms and half covering her face.

I turned the piano shaft tightly and plucked the strings and played a few test sounds; before the tune was formed, the shape was very sentimental. The sad and sad sound of Xianxian implies contemplation; it seems to be telling her life's frustration; she lowers her head and plays continuously; she uses the sound of the piano to tell all the infinite past events in her heart.

Gently gather it, twist it slowly, apply it for a while, and pick it for a while. The first performance was "The Song of Colorful Feather Clothes" and then the "Liu Yao".

The big string is loud, long and noisy like a storm; the small string is gentle and quiet, like someone whispering. The noisy sounds are intertwined with each other; like big beads and small beads falling from a jade plate in a string.

The sound of the pipa is sometimes like the smooth and smooth sound of birds singing under the flowers, and sometimes it is like the deep, low and intermittent sound of water blocked from flowing under the ice. It was as if the sound of the pipa played by the cold water in the spring began to condense, and the condensed and unsmooth sound gradually stopped.

It’s like there is another kind of sadness and hatred secretly growing; at this time, the silence is more moving than the sound. Suddenly, it was like a silver bottle breaking and water splashing everywhere; it was also like armored cavalry fighting with swords and guns.

At the end of the song, she aimed at the center of the strings and plucked them; the fourth string made a roar that seemed to tear the fabric. People on the east and west boats listened quietly; they saw the white autumn moon reflected in the middle of the river.

She murmured, put away the pick and inserted it into the strings; she straightened her clothes and still showed a solemn face. She said that I used to be a famous singer in the capital; my hometown lived in Xia Tooling, southeast of Chang'an City.

I learned how to play the pipa at the age of thirteen; my name is listed in the first team of the Jiaofang Orchestra. Every time she plays a song, she is impressed by the art masters; every time she puts on makeup, she is jealous of her fellow geishas.

The rich and powerful children of Kyoto rushed to present gifts; after playing a song, they collected countless red gauze. The silver grate on the tin head is often broken and smashed; the red skirt is stained by wine stains, but I don't regret it.

Year after year we spend our time laughing and playing; the beautiful moments from autumn to spring are wasted in vain. My brother joined the army and my sister died, and the family fortune has been ruined; as the evening passes and the morning comes, I gradually grow older and lose appearance.

The number of cars and horses in front of the door has reduced, and only a few people are patronizing it; my youth is gone and I have to marry a businessman as my wife. Businessmen value profits rather than love and often break up easily; last month. 5. Write unfamiliar sentences

The beauty is in the distance, it is the beauty that the strange feeling gives you; this is a place you cannot reach, just like you cannot reach the world of fairy tales, but can only be separated by thick walls. The thick wooden fence stares at the paradise composed of pictures and words.

2. Happiness is like a piece of ice held in the palm of your hand. When the ice slowly melts, that short distance is the moment when happiness beckons to you. Learning to enjoy happiness is the best thing in life. Worth remembering. 3. It is said that "optimism is a kind of beauty." Think about it. In fact, sadness is also a kind of beauty. It is the most true and pure beauty. It is the beauty that is calm after the strong wind, and it is the beauty that is calm after the experience. It is a kind of emotional and sexual beauty, a kind of mature beauty! Forgive me for telling a stranger your mobile phone number. His name is Cupid. He wants to tell you for me; my heart likes you, my heart cares about you, and my heart is waiting for you.

Love changes two people from strangers to familiarity, and from familiarity to strangers. Love is a game that turns a pair of strangers into lovers, and a pair of lovers into strangers.

After breaking up, I often miss you and occasionally miss you. We are strangers from now on. There is no longer me in your world, and you are no longer in my world.

I can no longer cherish you, but I can only miss you... Maybe love is just because of loneliness. Need to find someone to love.

Even without any ending. The time we spent embracing each other made us unfamiliar with the noisy desolation of the city, the days we held hands without looking at those heartbreaking injuries, I love you, I love you. In the eyes when we first met, my heart was captured by you and my love was collected by you.

In life, there are tears and emotions, twists and turns, smooth roads, opportunities and dreams. Along the way, we have become familiar with a strange world, familiar with strange faces, and met countless people, hurriedly and hurriedly. Some have become unforgettable figures from behind, and some have become the scenery of our lives.

Life is just a passer-by, so why bother with thousands of knots? The most familiar things are the most likely to feel strange. It is most difficult to understand people who are close to you.

From a psychological point of view, the longer two people get along, the less interested they are in understanding each other. So there is a blind spot of love.

The most distant person in the world may be the person closest to you. The sound of the cello is like a river. The left bank is the memories that I cannot forget, the right bank is my bright years worth holding on to, and what flows in the middle is my faint sentimentality every year! A person always has to take unfamiliar roads, see unfamiliar scenery, and listen to unfamiliar songs. Then at an inadvertent moment, you will find that the things you tried so hard to forget have really been forgotten.

Being too far away or staying away for too long is not distance. A strange heart is the farthest distance. The most lasting possession in life is not to be cherished for a while, but to be cherished for a lifetime.

People who really love you will not say many words of love to you, but they will do many things to love you. Ordinary companionship may seem ordinary, but it actually means cherishing what is in front of you; understanding may seem simple, but it actually means being kind to your heart.

In the world of love, companionship and understanding are more important than love itself. When love comes, we have been ecstatic, but no matter how perfect the love is, there will always be times when you and I will bow our heads and cry.

We have learned to sigh and tell. Apart from the tears, this place became no longer unfamiliar.

When we go online every day, no matter whether there is something new about her in our hearts, we will go into her space to take a look. Cherish the time and yourself, because they can't be repeated.

Some people live in memory, unforgettable; some people live around you, but far away. The world is very big, and even strangers who pass by each other have a faint sense of fate floating around when they meet. Therefore, if fate comes to you, I will cherish it; if fate ends with you, I will let go.

It is a wonderful feeling that the stranger you once had suddenly becomes your whole world. So, thank you for meeting me.

Only when you have a good grasp of every role you will face will you be able to laugh at the ups and downs and ups and downs of life. Because no matter how much you pay, how much you gain or lose, they are all embedded in the past scenery.

Only after going through it did I understand that happiness is for feeling, and pain is for growth. Please let your heart remain as warm as before after all the prosperity.

Who enters your life is determined by fate; who stays in your life is determined by you. What was once a stranger suddenly became my whole world because of one encounter.

I really want to be nice to the person I like like this, without thinking too much, without asking for results, without purpose, without thinking about the future. In this way, along the vein of time, the gentleness continues day after day.

However, one always has to walk an unfamiliar road, see unfamiliar scenery, and listen to unfamiliar songs. For you, I can only miss you as a stranger.

Loving someone is difficult, and it is even harder to give up the one you love. The pain of separation and disappointment can no longer be heard.

I love you and I am willing to give up everything for your happiness. From strangers to familiarity to togetherness, and finally back to strangers, becoming the most familiar strangers.

If you had known this outcome, would you still have chosen your original decision? But if I don't try it, how will I know if it works? If you succeed, you can proudly say to others: "My girl and I defeated two BOSSs together, one is called years and the other is called reality." I believe there is a star among the stars to lead my life , take me to your side.

Your voice passed through the long phone line and struck my heart heavily, but it suddenly became unfamiliar. I don’t know if it was because the space was wrong or the time was wrong. Time has forgotten all the sadness, and the most familiar things are most likely to feel strange.

It is most difficult to understand people who are close to you. From a psychological point of view, the longer two people get along, the less interested they are in understanding each other.

So there is a blind spot of love. The most distant person in the world may be the person closest to you.

In order not to let happiness come too quickly and not let happiness go too quickly, we wait together despite the unbearable years. Although a lifetime is long, it passes by in a blink of an eye.

You will continue to meet some people, and you will continue to say goodbye to some people, from strangers to familiarity, from familiarity to strangers again, from being familiar with each other to parting ways, from meeting so late that it would be better not to meet at all. ... No one can go back to the past and start over. The words youth slowly feel unfamiliar, and the annual rings always leave the mark of old age easily. Things that I think are always long-lasting are actually gone in the blink of an eye.

The people you once loved and missed can easily become familiar strangers. Most of the people you meet in your life are strangers. 6. Love can be the love of friendship, love, or relationships with strangers

Fang Haiquan’s top ten classic love quotes

1: Life is only about experiences Only through the ups and downs can we understand the taste of the world, so we must also learn to cherish life and cherish feelings.

Two: No matter how beautiful she is or how bad she is, you have to be grateful to her. Thank you for her willingness to stay with you through thick and thin. It is love from the bottom of your heart, so you should never leave her.

Three: The virtuous woman cried out about her misfortune, which made people feel heartache. She could only silently pray to God to bless the good people. If possible, let her husband hide in her heart for a minute and experience the pain of heartbreak, and he will definitely change his mind. Let’s not let others down casually.

Four: It is only the coldness of winter that makes one plum blossom stand out, and the warmth of spring that makes the garden full of flowers. Only by experiencing suffering can we know the value of sweet life.

Five: Only after parting do you know the joy of reunion, and only after losing do you know the satisfaction of having. Therefore, we should cherish the people in front of us and know how to love each other.

Six: A man who can understand the hearts of women is a good man, and a man who can understand the hearts of the public is a good man, because he thinks of others in everything.

Seven: It is difficult to meet someone worthy of love, but it is even more difficult to stay together while both are worthy of love. You should cherish it when you encounter it, it is a blessing.

Eight: The lotus is less sentimental than the peony, and it is difficult to attract the attention of the capital when it blooms. However, its flowers and fruits are in full bloom at the same time, and they are not as beautiful as they are empty. When things have good results, our efforts will be of infinite significance.

Nine: A beautiful face must have a beautiful heart to be perfect. A soul that understands love must meet someone who understands love to be happy.

Ten: The happiest love is when two people are in love with each other and share the same mind, and remain partners through thick and thin. 7. Poems praising strangers

1. At the foot of Luojia Mountain, on the shore of the East China Sea, the peaches and plums are silent, and the footpath is a self-made path.

2. Falling red flowers are not heartless things, they turn into spring mud to protect flowers. 3. The spring silkworm's silk will not be exhausted until it dies, and the candle's tears will not dry until it turns to ashes.

4. The hair is added to the black hair, and the three-foot podium is filled with laughter. 5. How much blood and sweat you dedicate, without asking for a famous name in history.

6. Be willing to be a Confucian bull. 7. A three-foot podium, a three-inch tongue, a three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums; ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain, one hundred thousand beams.

8. Four spring breezes bring preparations, and several autumn rains wash away the gaps. The black hair accumulates frost and weaves the sun and the moon, and the chalk silently writes the Spring and Autumn Period.

9. The silk has been spun out before it gets old in spring, and the candle tears turn into gray and become thicker in autumn. Three thousand peaches and plums are sown in spring, and China is full of fruits in autumn.

10. The silver hair of the crane reflects the sun and the moon, and the fervent heart fertilizes new flowers. 11. Once a teacher, always a father.

12. All these gifts are from my teacher. Gift: ★★Poetry 2 in Praise of Teachers:★★ I love my teacher. The teacher is like a red candle, which ignites the torch in the students' hearts, but burns himself until the red candle turns to ashes.

Teachers are like gardeners, nurturing our flowers, but working hard on themselves until their physical strength is exhausted. 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 Teacher:★★——Teacher, thank you for your hard work. Who——brought us ignorant people into the spacious classroom and taught us rich knowledge? It's you! teacher! You have nurtured me with your hard work and sweat.

1. At the foot of Luojia Mountain, on the shore of the East China Sea, the peaches and plums are silent, and the footpath is self-made. 2. Falling red flowers are not heartless things, they turn into spring mud to protect flowers.

3. Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and candles will not dry until their tears turn to ashes. 4. The white silk hair is added to the hair, and the three-foot podium is filled with laughter.

5. No matter how much blood and sweat you give, you don’t want to be famous in history. 6. Bow your head and be a Confucian bull.

7. A three-foot podium, a three-inch tongue, a three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums; ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain, one hundred thousand beams. 8. Four spring breezes bring preparations, and several autumn rains wash 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. 9. The silk is not old even if it is spun out in spring, but the tears of candles turn into gray and become thicker in autumn.

Three thousand peaches and plums are sown in the spring, and China is filled with fruits in the autumn. 10. The silver hair of the crane reflects the sun and the moon, and the fervent heart and blood fertilize new flowers.

11. Once a teacher, always a father. 12. All these gifts are from my teacher.

Gift: ★★Poem 2 of Praise for Teachers:★★ I love my teacher. The teacher is like a red candle, which ignites the torch in the students' hearts, but burns himself until the red candle turns to ashes. Teachers are like gardeners, nurturing our flowers, but working hard on themselves until their physical strength is exhausted.

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 Teacher:★★——Teacher, thank you for your hard work. Who——brought us ignorant people into the spacious classroom and taught us rich 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 that cultivates us young people 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.

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 the rice gold, and we got the fruits of the harvest.

Teacher - you are the one who lit the brightest light for me on the dark road of my life; Teacher - you are my guide on the confusing road of life; Teacher - you have pointed out the way forward for me in my bumpy life; Teacher - you have given me a pair of powerful wings to travel in the world of knowledge! ★★Poem 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 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.

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. ★★Poetry 5 of Praise for Teachers:★★ You offer a flower, I offer a flower, and let us weave a big garland, dedicated to my 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 it.

We sing September, because this 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. Please cheers. The music of September has been played, please accept our September.