I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. -Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems No.5"
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches. -Zheng Xie's Hsinchu
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall? -Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall of Gong Ling in Fenghe"
Decline: I am well aware of Song Yu's misery, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. -Du Fu's "The Second of Five Records of Places of Interest"
I should be a non-Zhao Xiong, and I should be respected as the emperor's teacher. -Liu Ji's "Title Taigong Fishing Guard Map"
Listening to your music, the piano suddenly rose, making people sit down low. -Han Yu, "Listening to Ying Shi Playing the Piano"
2. The sentence describing the teacher's love talks about the love between teachers and students
1. Once a teacher, always a father.
2. A passage was given by my teacher.
3. Gardener, lofty title, I wish you peaches and plums all over the world, and spring shines everywhere.
The river pushes us to the vast sea, and the dawn brings us a bright morning; Dear teacher, you have led us to a brilliant life.
Teacher, some people say that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland. Rather, you are the pillars of the motherland, and you support the backbone of our generation.
6. Teachers are the cultivators and sowers of beauty. It's you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, and making our hearts green.
7. Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.
8. Teacher, the light of wisdom that we send out will always shine with the spark that you personally lit.
9. Your work is today, but it is building the future of the motherland; Your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.
10. Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last forever.
1 1. On our road from naivety to maturity and from ignorance to civilization, you opened the way for us with the torch of life.
12. The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day.
13. A good teacher is better than thousands of books.
14. Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened a lot of confusion, cultivated a lot of self-confidence, ignited a lot of youth and destroyed many sails.
15. The crane sends silver silk to reflect the sun and the moon, and its heart is full of blood.
3. Poetry that teachers and students love. The gardener devoted himself to watering, and the peaches and plums filled the garden with fragrance. I wish you health and happiness. This is the student's wish.
Skillfully take the ladder to climb the road, and work hard to water the beams. Lead by example and be tireless. Teaching and educating people for our country must be done well.
Sang Yu belongs to the property, and the peaches and plums are everywhere = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Who is the "teacher, who has worked hard"-who led us into the spacious classroom and taught us a lot of knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring. Who-who educated naughty us into understanding and helpful people? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts.
Who is it-to train young people into mature and sensible teenagers? 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! -Teacher, you have worked hard on Ode to the Gardener. Everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. You have propped up the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Your lecture is rich and colorful. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a beautiful new world ... Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Ah, teacher, engineer of human soul, who is not praising you! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.
Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness! Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty. It is you who shine the beautiful sunshine, moisten the beautiful rain and dew, make our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart! You are more like a nameless root, let the young trees grow sturdily, let the branches bear rich fruits, but ask for nothing in return.
You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere. You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest; You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff.
When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water. And when you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water. Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener.
My teacher, this is your art of education. Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people.
The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile. Teacher, you use the noblest feelings of human beings-love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing strength ... sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher.
You work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland; You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines.
There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored. If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea.
And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher. Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step.
You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable.
The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as turbulent as a rushing river ... Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life. Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you.
Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship.
Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world. The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others.
Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you! You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. Ten years of trees and a hundred years of people are like spring breeze, and teachers are as deep as the sea.
And the spring silkworm will weave until it dies, and every night, the candle will weep and wick ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 1: ★★★★★ Four spring rains prepare for a rainy day, and several autumn rains wash the gap. Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon, and chalk writes the spring and autumn without words.
Before the spring is old, the silk spits, and the candle tears turn into gray and autumn is thicker. Peach and plum are sown in three thousand gardens in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits.
★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem1:★★★★★ Four spring rains prepare for a rainy day, and several autumn rains wash the gap. Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon, and chalk writes the spring and autumn without words.
Before the spring is old, the silk spits, and the candle tears turn into gray and autumn is thicker. Peach and plum are sown in three thousand gardens in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits.
I love my teacher. A teacher is like a red candle, which ignites the fire in the students' hearts, but burns itself until the red candle turns to ashes. Teachers, like gardeners, feed our flowers, but work hard for themselves until their physical strength is exhausted.
We must become the pillars of the country when we grow up! The teacher is so selfless! Ah! Teacher, we love you! ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 3: ★★★-Teacher, hard work-lead us into the spacious classroom and teach us a wealth of knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring. .
4. Ancient poems about teachers loving students 1. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
2. I don't regret the widening of my belt, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
Looking for flowers by the river (1)
The spring flowers by the river bother me so much that I have to go everywhere.
He came to the south to find a drinker and went out for a drink ten days ago.
Looking for flowers by the river (2)
Flowers are like splendid flowers, like rivers, and my heart is really afraid of spring.
But now poetry and wine can listen to me, and I don't have to bear any psychological burden for my bald head.
Looking for flowers by the river (3)
There are two or three families living in the bamboo forest beside the river bank, and the provocative red flowers set off the white flowers.
I have a place to repay the happiness of spring. Joan can take her time at the hotel.
Looking for flowers by the river (4)
Look east at the flowers and cigarettes in Shaocheng. It's time for the high glistening in western restaurants to resolve jealousy.
Who can take me to drink, call a beautiful woman, sing, laugh, dance and have a good life?
Looking for flowers by the river (6)
The water in front of the Yellow River flows eastward, giving people a sense of sleepiness and spring breeze in spring.
Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.
Looking for flowers by the river (6)
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
Looking for flowers by the river (7)
Love flowers don't want to die, but they are afraid to spend all their years urging each other.
Branches fall easily, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently, and talk about young leaves in detail.
5. Express your love for your teachers and classmates: 1. Your work is today, but it is building the future of the motherland; Your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.
2. Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last forever. On the road from naivety to maturity, from ignorance to civilization, you opened the way for us with the torch of life.
The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day. A good teacher is better than thousands of books.
6. Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened much confusion, cultivated much self-confidence, ignited much youth and destroyed many sails. 7, the crane hair silver silk reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood to open new flowers.
8. Once a teacher, always a father. 9. The gift of a speech is also my teacher.
10, gardener, lofty title, I wish you peaches and plums all over the world and spring glow.
6. Teachers' favorite poems. You are a candle.
Shine a faint candlelight;
You're a gardener,
Sweat trickled down;
Ah!
Teacher-
You raised me,
Let me shine for my motherland;
Ah!
Teacher-
You taught me how to be a man,
Your efforts flow in my blood!
Thank you very much, teacher.
Who is it-
Leading the ignorant 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-
Put naughty us
Educate people to be considerate and helpful?
It is you! Teacher!
Your care is like a warm spring breeze.
It warms our hearts.
Who is it-
Put 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!
7. There are many poems about loving teachers, and the most common ones are:
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.
Originally, this sentence is a tribute to unswerving love, but now it is often used to describe the contribution of teachers: serving the people wholeheartedly and willing to pay everything for the interests of the people, like silkworms spinning silk, burning like candles, shining to the last breath of life.
Other poems such as:
Decline: I am well aware of Song Yu's misery, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. -Du Fu's "The Second of Five Records of Places of Interest"
North Lu bad pavilion barrier, Wentun thousands of miles division. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow
The son of heaven is called benevolence, and benevolence is like a teacher. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow
I should be a non-Zhao Xiong, and I should be respected as the emperor's teacher. -Liu Ji's "Title Taigong Fishing Guard Map"
The green field hall occupies the splendor of things, and passers-by show you your home. -Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall of Gong Ling in Fenghe"
Listening to your music, the piano suddenly rose, making people sit down low. -Han Yu, "Listening to Ying Shi Playing the Piano"
The spiritual master doesn't care, he risks being involved in the Tao. -Han Yu's "Send the Spirit Master"
Julian Waghann didn't report to Dong Jun, and Anthony wong drew a corner of the city gate. -Du Fu's Wild Old Man
The prince stops the phoenix tube and the teacher covers heptachlor. -Li Bai's "Jinling listens to the flute"
Military uniforms make the most of it, and the law is waiting for spring. -Su Xiang's Feng Hesheng, Wang Zhixing Spring Palace School, North University. 》
Wendaoxi has a good scenery. The teacher has come again. -Zhang Ji's "Send Monks to Jinzhou"
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
The teacher lives in a temple at the height of Jiting, leaning against the clouds. -Zhang Ji's Sending Monks to Jiting Mountain Temple
The crane sends silver silk to reflect the sun and the moon, and its efforts are full of new flowers. -Anonymous "couplets"
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New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches. -Zheng Xie's Hsinchu
There are three things to do. The teacher is a teacher. -Lu's Nine Chapters of Neutrality and Music. Song Gongqing's Eighth
East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master. -Bai Juyi's Far Teacher
8. Teachers' favorite poems. You are a candle, shining with faint candlelight; You are a gardener, shedding hard sweat and shining; Ah! Teacher-you trained me to be an adult and let me shine for the motherland; Ah! Teacher-you taught me how to be a man, and your hard work flows in my blood! Teacher, who worked hard to lead the ignorant into the spacious classroom and teach us rich knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who-who educated naughty us into understanding and helpful people? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts. Who is it-to train young people into mature and sensible teenagers? 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! Teacher, you have worked hard.
9. What are the ancient poetry sentences that describe teachers' love for students? 1, silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drip the wick dry every night.
Untitled was written by Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty before I met her and we broke up, which means that spring silkworms don't spin silk until they die, and candles burn to ashes and dry up teardrop wax oil. It is a metaphor for teachers to educate their students hard and dedicate their great spirit.
2. "Decline": I am well aware of Song Yu's bitterness, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher.
From Du Fu's Five Poems on Historical Monuments (Part II) in the Tang Dynasty, it means silently chanting vegetation and knowing why Song Yu is sad about autumn; He is knowledgeable and talented. He is my teacher. It shows the author's understanding of Teacher Song Yu.
Your husband is full of peaches and plums, why not plant more flowers in front of the hall?
From Bai Juyi's Flowers in the Green Field Hall in the Tang Dynasty, it means that your father's students are all over the world, so why plant flowers in front of the house? This poem uses metonymic rhetoric, taking peaches and plums as students, and the Green Field Hall refers to the house name of Pei Du in Tang Dynasty. This poem occupies the essence of everything by writing about Peidu's house without planting flowers. It expresses praise for a teacher who is famous all over the world.
4, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night, written by Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty, means quietly entering the night with the gentle wind. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth. Using anthropomorphic techniques, the combination of "sneaking into the night" and "silence" not only shows that rain is a drizzle accompanied by a gentle wind, but also shows that rain is intended to "moisten things quietly" and has no intention of seeking "goodness", which can show its silent dedication to teachers and teach students to admire.
5, regardless of the spiritual teacher, taking the road of procrastination.
From the Tang Dynasty Han Yu's "Send the Spiritual Master", which means that the road is long and Xiu Yuan is Xi, and the spiritual master does not have to worry. Show deep feelings for the spiritual mentor.
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Baidu Encyclopedia-untitled time was long before I met her, but even longer after we broke up.
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10. Which poem describes the teacher's love? The poem describing "teacher's love" is, let the masses be full of peaches and plums, why not plant more flowers in front of the hall.
Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall? From the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall in Gong Ling, Fenghe".
The original text is as follows: the green field hall occupies the property, and passers-by show the public. Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall?
Appreciation: The Green Field Hall is open and occupies 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 metonymic rhetoric, taking peaches and plums as students, 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.