Li shangyin
I met her a long time ago, but it has been longer since we broke up.
From the east wind, a hundred flowers blossom.
Silkworms in spring weave until they die,
Every night, the candle will cry dry the wick.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror.
However, she bravely faced the cold moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan.
Oh, bluebirds, listen! -Give me what she said! .
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 at night, and the flowers in Jinguancheng will be heavy.
Thank you, teacher.
When the morning cream whitens your black hair.
You dyed the blackboard with it.
When you have too much homework, you will sweat profusely.
You use it to irrigate the seedlings.
Ruthless eraser
Wipe away your young face.
Snow white chalk
Outline your wrinkles.
A diligent teacher
Thank you for taking the trouble to teach us word for word.
A diligent teacher
Thank you for your painstaking dedication to us.
A diligent teacher
Thank you for correcting us when we are off track.
Angels thank God.
Because God gave it a pure heart.
We thank the teacher.
Because the teacher gave us the key to the ideal door.
Thanksgiving, our teacher.
Thank you for everything you have done for us.
Thanks to our teacher.
My teacher in charge
When another golden autumn comes,
Dear head teacher, is your voice better?
I remember in the bleak days of autumn wind,
You gently put on a warm coat for me;
Remember when the storm came,
You give me your umbrella with a smile;
I remember in the dry and hot classroom,
You hold back the pain in your throat and take us soaring in the world of knowledge.
You always work hard,
You always ask for nothing in return.
You gave your youth to us,
You yourself are getting old in the vicissitudes of life.
Ah! Dear class teacher:
Your work is the busiest and most tiring.
But you're still not afraid of trouble,
Your heart is the softest and most fragile,
But you survived one by one.
Head teacher,
My dear first teacher,
You taught us with your youth,
You feed us with your sweat and energy,
Dear teacher:
I will always respect you,
I will always look forward to you,
I love you forever!
Praise the teacher.
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.
September, dedicated to the teacher.
September, as scheduled.
Therefore, the world is brilliant.
We sing September,
Because this is your eternal festival.
We remember September,
Because this is our sincere confession.
September is an emotional cup,
We hold it high with our hands.
In sincere wishes,
Please drink.
September music has been played,
Please accept our gift in September.
All the teachers who are struggling on the education front.
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
Thank you very much, teacher.
Who-led the ignorant us into the spacious classroom,
Teach us a wealth of knowledge?
It is you! Teacher!
With your hard work and sweat,
Raising the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who is it?-naughty us.
Education should be considerate and helpful?
It is you! Teacher!
Your care is like a warm spring breeze.
It warms our hearts.
Who is it-young us?
Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?
It is you! Teacher!
Your protection makes us grow up healthily.
The autumn season is fruitful.
You have worked hard! Teacher!
People who work hard in the heat and cold.
You have worked hard! Teacher!
Dedicate youth to nothingness.
We pay high tribute to you!
-You have worked hard, teacher!
That's all I can do, teacher.
Teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring,
Moisten flowers, irrigate the earth,
We are sucking the drizzle and growing.
Teacher-you are like the 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 the guide on my misty life;
Teacher-you pointed out the direction for me in my rough life;
Teacher-you gave me a pair of powerful wings, let me travel in the world of knowledge!