Poems about Teachers' Day

1, 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?

The Green Field Hall is open, occupying the essence of everything. Passers-by said it was your father's home. Your father's students are all over the world. Why plant flowers in front of the house? This poem uses metonymy rhetoric, replacing 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 that Pei Du's house doesn't grow flowers (the house is conspicuous). It expresses praise for a teacher who is famous all over the world.

2. Tang in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night? ? 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.

Good rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring when everything is born. With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth. Thick dark clouds covered the fields and paths; Small lights, flashing fishing boats on the river look at the flowers with dew. Tomorrow morning, Chengdu will be full of flowers.

3. "Hsinchu" Qing? ? Zhenbanqiao

New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches. I will come out again the next year and grow taller.

Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo, and its growth depends entirely on the old branches. New ones will grow and grow taller next year.

4、《? Untitled time is that I met her a long time ago, but it took longer because we broke up. ? 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 candles will drain the wick every night.

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. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to leave when leaving. Moreover, the weather in late spring, when the east wind is about to harvest, makes people feel even more sad. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes. Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear. Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression.

The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope an angel like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.

5, "Yuan Shi" Tang Bai Juyi

East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master. Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.

Although the official career is difficult and the honor and disgrace are uncertain, it is no longer than the spring dream. Zi Yuan: My hair is half white and my face is covered with red dust. Maybe this is my destiny! So, let me hang my hat and become a monk, but I still can't do it.