Beautiful poems about teachers in autumn 1. Teachers' Poems in Autumn
1. If time can go back, let me go back to my student days-dear teacher, how I want to listen to your earnest teachings again ... Whenever I harvest, I can't help but miss the hard-working cultivator-teacher.
2. Teacher, parting is the beginning of forgetting, but your image seems to be a bright spot, always flashing in my heart.
3. Miss you, dear teacher! I cherish the gaze of your bright eyes in my heart. They are like two clear springs flowing in my heart forever ... In this world, no matter how many years I live and how far I go, I will never forget your encouragement and expectation. On such a special day, teacher, I want to listen to your inculcation again ... It seems that everything in the past will become a permanent memory. In this crisp autumn day, I miss the beautiful campus very much, and I miss your every word and your earnest teaching. ...
You opened the doors and windows of my heart, and you melted the frost in my heart. Teacher, you let me see the vast world and appreciate the spring scenery.
2. I want to praise autumn, the teacher's poem is shorter.
(1). Teachers
1.
I remember your hands were covered with powder.
I remember your kind teaching.
I remember your new silver hair.
Because of you, many students can become talents.
Because of you, the world will be so civilized
Teacher, you are a bright light.
Find a home for the lost children
Teacher, you are an angel.
2.
Ode to teachers
Others get gold from life.
You can only get flowers.
Your gold is the morning sun.
Your silver is the moon of the fifteenth.
But you still whistle happily.
Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums
② Autumn
Autumn is like an elf.
Stepping on the clouds in a long-lost dream
Eyes full of gold
And a simple heart.
He insisted on holding it.
Torches handed down from distant time and space
Between the vast mountains
Looking for the last piece of green
however
The world is joking with him.
Time has quietly hidden the green behind.
He dug out stones on the side of the road again and again.
Dig the clear spring of the mountain stream
Time and time again on windy nights
Protect the flashing torch with your body.
It's getting light.
Get up earlier than the most industrious farmers.
It is getting dark at night.
Sleep later than the moon.
He is tired.
Lying under a fruity tree.
Began to complain about the trick of fate
until one day
The huge fruit woke him up.
Hear that people who work hard
Harvest the laughter of hope in the wheat field
He smiled and laughed happily.
It turns out that gold is so beautiful.
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Autumn is like an elf.
Stepping on the clouds in a long-lost dream
Eyes full of gold
And a simple heart.
He insisted on holding it.
Torches handed down from distant time and space
Between the vast mountains
Looking for the last piece of green
however
The world is joking with him.
Time has quietly hidden the green behind.
He dug out stones on the side of the road again and again.
Dig the clear spring of the mountain stream
Time and time again on windy nights
Protect the flashing torch with your body.
It's getting light.
Get up earlier than the most industrious farmers.
It is getting dark at night.
Sleep later than the moon.
He is tired.
Lying under a fruity tree.
Began to complain about the trick of fate
until one day
The huge fruit woke him up.
Hear that people who work hard
Harvest the laughter of hope in the wheat field
He smiled and laughed happily.
It turns out that gold is so beautiful.
3. Complete works of beautiful poems about autumn
herbage
The fall of a leaf is enough to tell us that autumn is coming-a straw shows the direction of the wind.
Jinyufeng road
Ignorance or inexperience
Through a few subtle signs, we can see the development trend and results of the whole situation.
Spring grows and autumn withers.
Orchids in spring and chrysanthemums in autumn-each has its own beauty.
Raise the volume, stupid speech
Spring flowers and autumn fruits-literary talent and moral integrity
Seasonal landscape
People's eyes are discerning, and they can see everything clearly.
Spring and autumn scenery
A large number of harsh criminal codes
Physically weak, can't stand the wind and frost.
Autumn hair tips-the smallest details
Don't commit the slightest crime against civilians ―― be highly disciplined.
Like the autumn wind sweeping away leaves-(of great power) sweeping away rotten things.
Things have gone bad.
Sunset in the west wind
Insight into the smallest details
A fallen leaf indicates the coming of autumn.
The sad expression of the young lady
Orange, orange and green
Farewell eee
Strict and fair, without any act that infringes on the interests of the people.
Traditional agricultural activities
Wu Tongluo
Spring has gone and autumn has come-the passage of time.
Literary talent and virtue
Make eyes at ...
Weak or not
4. Beautiful sentences describing the teacher
It's September again, and Teacher's Day is coming slowly with light steps.
For everyone, in our life course from naughty children to young teenagers to young people,
Teachers are the people who deserve our respect and gratitude most.
Although life is hard, they are concerned about the future of the motherland and students;
Although the candle is a small fire, it burns itself out and illuminates others.
Teachers' Day
Today, teachers have the most beautiful smiles.
Autumn and breeze bring good news of harvest;
Today, teachers, please have a rest, sink into the ocean of singing and mingle with laughter.
Bright flowers stand on tiptoe to kiss you,
The sweet taste is fascinating and refreshing.
Tears of joy, pour out the sweetness in my heart,
Happy smile, full of obsession with career.
In a pair of clear and pure eyes,
With great reverence and gratitude;
In the dry heart, shed your hard sweat,
On your shoulders, we see a vast world.
Today, the hearts of teachers and students are closely linked.
The same sonorous heartbeat turns into a driving force for progress.
Today, September 10-Teacher's Day.
It is * * * and the country that pay high tribute to the teachers.
Laoshi
Teacher-
You are like a drizzle in spring,
Moisten flowers, irrigate the earth,
We are sucking the drizzle and growing.
Teacher-
You are like an autumn breeze,
Blow the yellow land, call gold to rice,
We had a bumper harvest.
Teacher-
In my dark life, you lit the brightest lamp for me;
Teacher-
You are my guide on my lost life;
Teacher-
In my rough life, you pointed out the direction for me;
Teacher-
You gave me a pair of powerful wings,
Let me roam in the world of knowledge!
You present a flower,
I present a flower,
Let's weave a big wreath,
Dedicated to my dear teacher and mother.
You gave the seeds,
As warm as the sun;
You sweat,
Water the seedlings.
Your eyes are like bright stars,
Shining with charming brilliance;
Your song is like a spring stream,
Brought joy to everyone.
Wherever we go,
Always remember your feelings;
No matter where we go.
Always remember your words.
Wherever we go,
Always remember your love;
Wherever we go,
Will always be a flower of yours.
5. Teachers' autumn poems
1. If time can go back, let me go back to my student days-dear teacher, how I want to listen to your earnest teachings again ... Whenever I harvest, I can't help but miss the hard-working cultivator-teacher.
2. Teacher, parting is the beginning of forgetting, but your image seems to be a bright spot, always flashing in my heart. 3. Miss you, dear teacher! I cherish the gaze of your bright eyes in my heart. They are like two clear springs flowing in my heart forever ... In this world, no matter how many years I live and how far I go, I will never forget your encouragement and expectation.
On such a special day, teacher, I want to listen to your inculcation again ... It seems that everything in the past will become a permanent memory. In this crisp autumn day, I miss the beautiful campus very much, and I miss your teachings even more ... 4. You opened the doors and windows of my heart and melted the frost in my heart. Teacher, you let me see the vast world and appreciate the spring scenery.
6. Poems describing autumn (beauty)
1, autumn wind ci Han Dynasty: Liu Che
Bai Yunfei autumn wind, plants turn yellow, geese return to the south.
You have beautiful orchids, beautiful chrysanthemums and beautiful women. You can't forget it.
Pan-built boats to help Fenhe River, wandering around.
Flute drums sing, joys and sorrows.
When will you be young?
Translation:
Autumn wind is blowing, Bai Yunfei. The grass and trees are yellow, and the geese return to the south.
Beautiful orchids and fragrant chrysanthemums. Missed beauty, unforgettable.
Boating on the Fenhe River and paddling to raise white waves.
Playing flute and drums is too much fun.
The days of youth have long passed, and it has nothing to do with aging.
2. Appreciating Liu Chai Sang Wei Jin: Tao Yuanming
Living in a secluded place, I often forget the seasons and climate of the four seasons.
There are many fallen leaves in the door. I know it's autumn.
Under the north window, Kwai Chung is prosperous, and the south area is full of tassels.
If I can't do this now, I wonder if I am still one year old.
Teach your wife to take care of the children, and take advantage of this time to go far away.
Translation:
In remote places, there are few trivial matters such as personnel and entertainment, and sometimes the periodic changes throughout the year are forgotten.
Fallen leaves are everywhere in alleys and yards. I couldn't help sighing when I saw them, only to know that it was autumn.
The new winter sunflower under the north wall is flourishing, and the rice to be harvested in the field is golden and full.
Now I want to eat, drink and be merry, because I don't know if I will be alive at this time next year.
Tell my wife to take the children quickly and take this wonderful time to go hiking together.
3, "Nine Songs Fragrant Lady" Author: Qu Yuan
Autumn wind blows gently, and Dongting waves under the leaves.
Translation:
The trees shook gently, the autumn wind began to cool, and the Dongting waves beat the shore, and the leaves fell.
4. Two poems by Yan Geling. One is Wei and Jin Dynasties: Cao Pi.
The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, the vegetation is shaking and the frost is exposed, and the flocks of birds leave Nanxiang.
Translation:
The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is freezing, the plants and trees are dying, and first frost has been in the Millennium. Swallows leave and swans fly south.
5. Looking forward to the Tang Dynasty: Wang Ji
Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.
Translation:
Layers of trees are stained with autumn colors, and many mountains are covered with the afterglow of the sunset.
7. The teacher asked me to find a poem related to "Autumn", five sentences.
Autumn rain-tall buildings long for dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves of plane trees.
Autumn night-when I sleep, the autumn sound is nowhere to be found, and the leaves are full of steps.
Autumn sound-I don't feel the dream of spring grass in the pond. The leaves in front of the steps are already autumn sound.
Autumn leaves-the wind blows bamboo in the middle of the night, and all the leaves are hate.
Autumn color-the rain invades the urn and the new moss is green, and the autumn leaves are red when entering the cross forest.
Autumn moon-the moonlight is soaked, and the sky and the light echo each other.
Autumn chrysanthemum-it is better to die holding incense in the branches than to be blown down in the north wind.
Wan Li, an old friend, has never been heard from, and plans to ask Jiangtou to break the flood.
Autumn sorrow-don't be idle, always write down your sorrow alone at night.
Autumn is crisp-the west wind blows the fallen leaves all over the lake, and the autumn clothes have a different flavor for the first time.
Autumn bosom-it's a pity to go out and watch the fallen leaves flying by the lake.
Qiu Meng —— As early as in my dream, I returned to the autumn night, and I was worried about Yi Deng before my bed.
Memories of autumn-the anvil pestle knocks on the deep lane, and the phoenix tree shakes down the hometown in autumn.
Enlightenment of autumn-everyone explains the sad autumn events, not as well as poets.
The smell of autumn-crickets only know that autumn comes early and it rains a lot on plantains.