Poems in praise of kindergarten teachers 1
Her temples are gray,
The children call her grandma the head of the kindergarten.
She is broad-minded and great.
She embraces children from generation to generation.
Her hands are powerful, and
hold up the sky of countless children.
Her thoughts are supreme, and
The position of being willing to give treatment never occurred to her.
She speaks softly.
She is like dew that moistens the seedlings.
Her life is like sunshine.
She shines on every child's laughter and
She witnesses every child's growth.
Her body is marked with
the footprints of countless children growing up.
She is the kindergarten teacher.
Poems in praise of kindergarten teachers 2
September comes as scheduled.
so the world is brilliant.
We sing September,
because it is your eternal festival.
We remember September,
because this is our sincere confession.
September is a cup full of emotion.
We hold it high with our hands.
There is sincere blessing.
Please drink a toast.
The movement in September has been played.
Please accept our present in September.
All the teachers who are struggling in the education front.
Poems praising kindergarten teachers 3
Others get gold from life
You can only get the fragrance of flowers
Your gold is the morning sun
Your silver is the fifteenth moon
But you still whistle happily
Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums.