Poetry for Thanksgiving Teachers’ Day

The poems for Teachers' Day are as follows:

Untitled Tang·Li Shangyin

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes. The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples are changing, and the moonlight is cold when singing at night. There is not much way to go to Penglai, and the blue bird is eager to visit.

Appreciation:

Teachers are like this, constantly burning themselves and giving everything they have, just to nourish every student to grow and become talented. Therefore, most later generations' understanding of this poem has shifted to praising the teacher, describing the teacher's painstaking efforts in educating the students.

Hsinchu Qing·Zheng Xie

Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old stems. Next year there will be another new born, the ten-foot-long dragon grandson will come around Fengchi.

The rainy spring night of Tang Dynasty·Du Fu

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.

Appreciation:

Every word and deed of teachers affects students subtly, so they always set an example for students in a "silent" way. Therefore, this poem is now often used to praise teachers, describing teachers as being kind and teaching, teaching by words and deeds, making silent contributions like the spring rain that moistens things, and educating students in a subtle way. Express respect and love for teachers.

A three-foot podium cultivates peaches and plums, and a piece of chalk writes the Spring and Autumn Period

The famous educator Battelle said: The love of teachers is like drops of nectar, which can revive even the withered soul; teachers Love is like a melting spring breeze, even frozen feelings will melt. Teachers are gardeners, adding beauty to the mountains and rivers of the motherland; teachers are like spring rain, nourishing peaches and plums, making the land of China full of beauty. In this warm festival, let us present a flower from the heart to express our heartfelt blessings to you.

"Feng He Ling Gong Plants Flowers in the Green Field Hall" Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)

The Green Field Hall opened to occupy Wuhua, and passers-by pointed out the way to Ling Gong's house. Your Majesty has peaches and plums all over the world, so why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall?

Appreciation:

This poem uses the rhetoric of metonymy, using peaches and plums as students. By writing about Pei Du’s house, it captures the essence of all things without planting flowers (the house is eye-catching and elegant). It expresses the praise of a teacher who is famous all over the world.