What are the poems that praise the teacher?

1, the most beautiful myth

Teacher, you are a lush leaf.

You protect our future flowers and bones with your strong body.

You've never been stubborn,

You always give yourself silently,

For your students,

For your mission,

You would rather be a green leaf than a red flower. You want to polish the dawn of this world with your own ability.

Let students' dreams fly higher and farther.

Teacher,

You've been teaching us all your life why to pursue it.

Why should we have ideals,

Why should we surpass ourselves?

Teacher,

You left the most beautiful smile to this beautiful world,

You are the most beautiful myth in our hearts.

2. Ode to the teacher

When we bury today with faith

Will our tomorrow break into a butterfly?

Let the dream be in the light blue time and space in the future

Freedom is such a trend of thought.

And simple observation prompted me to fission.

Change, and then indulge and struggle deeper.

In this life, my youth belongs to this world.

In this life, my ballads belong to such a tune.

This life has passed like this, and the flame in my heart is burning.

Burn, then turn to ashes until it turns red.

Moisten 10,000 mu of nursery and bloom new buds.

3. "Teachers are always young"

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, and teachers' teaching is like spring rain.

Teachers' style is like green leaves, teachers' occupation is like a tree, and our teachers are good.