Poetry about the teacher reading aloud.

Praise the teacher.

I remember your powdered hands, your kind teaching, and your new silver hair. Because of you, many students can become talents. Because of you, the world will be so civilized. You are a beacon for children who have lost their way to find their homes. You are the angel of September, dedicated to the teacher, and arrived as scheduled. Therefore, the world is brilliant. We sing September, because it is your eternal festival. We remember September because it was our sincere confession. September is an emotional cup. We hold high our sincere wishes with our hands. Please drink a toast. The music has been played in September, please accept our gifts in September, all the teachers who are struggling in the education front. The teacher praised others for getting gold from life. You can only get flowers. Your gold is the sunrise, your silver is the fifteenth moon, and you are still whistling happily. Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums. Celebrate Teachers' Day. It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring. Who is it-educating naughty people into people who can help others? 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! -You have worked hard, teacher! I can only help you here, old teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring, nourishing flowers and irrigating the earth, and we are also trying to suck the drizzle and grow. Teacher-you are like an autumn breeze, blowing the yellow land and calling for rice. We have 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! You present a flower, I present a flower, let's weave a big wreath for my dear teacher and mother. It is you who gave the seeds, the warmth like sunshine; It was you who watered the seedlings with sweat. Your eyes are like bright stars, shining with charming brilliance; Your singing is like a clear spring, which brings 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, it will be a flower of yours. The golden wind sends laughter, and the sweet-scented osmanthus floats. Today's teacher's holiday is coming again. Teachers have worked hard for our growth. We will never forget the teacher's love for us. Hello, teacher! People compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves. People compare teachers to gardeners and cultivate peaches and plums all over the world. Teachers are the noblest career in the world. The teacher gave us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine. The teacher guided us to the path of sunny life. Teachers expect us to be the sun in the new century. The teacher's words moisten my heart like spring rain. The teacher watered our growth with the rain of knowledge. Gentle spring rain is the teacher's love for us. The teacher's words and deeds are like spring rain. The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up as red flowers. The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently. The green leaves symbolize that teachers are always young. When we bloom like flowers, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves. Teachers are like trees, with blue sky overhead and feet on the earth, silently benefiting the society. Teachers are big trees, bringing spring scenery to the world. The teacher sowed the seeds of hope and cultivated us into a forest. Young trees grow into pillars, never forgetting the gardener's cultivation. Yes, teachers' enthusiasm is like the sun, teachers' teaching is like spring rain, teachers' style is like green leaves, teachers' career is like a tree, and our teachers are good.