Without the dedication of the ocean, there would be no heroism of the fish galloping back and forth; Without the giving of the earth, there would be no lofty sentiments of the tree "wanting to compete with God"; It can be said that without the selflessness and efforts of teachers, there will be no bright future full of hope for students. 2. "Ten years of trees, a hundred years of people".
It is you who have trained generations of outstanding talents for the motherland. You came with a heart, but not a blade of grass. You are willing to be a big tree to shelter us from the wind and rain; You are willing to be a torch to light up the future for us lost in the dark.
You are willing to be Milan, silently spreading fragrance all over our hearts. The kindness of the teacher is a bright light, which dispels the dark clouds in our hearts. Throughout the ages, there are countless people who respect and love teachers, just like waiting for the teacher to wake up in the heavy snow. After success, don't forget to thank the teacher's Madame Curie; When visiting the United States, I don't want to visit Mr. Jiang's general secretary ... These celebrities know how to thank the teacher, so why don't we thank the teacher? Although years have worn away the beauty of your youth, you are the eternal love and beauty in our hearts; Hard work has robbed you of your beautiful voice, but every word you say is the golden rhyme in our hearts.
You inspired us. When we encounter difficulties, you patiently explain, teach us the truth of being a man, teach us scientific and cultural knowledge, and teach us the key to success. The ancients said, "One day as a teacher, one life as a father".
5. The red candle eulogizes the three-foot platform, which is the world where you can display your talents; Teach new methods and exert the magic of turning stone into gold. Sweat and work hard for today's seedlings to become mature as soon as possible; Water with your heart to make the flowers of the motherland more beautiful.
Late at night, you correct your homework, accompanied by your lover's snoring; At dawn, when you write a lesson plan, it is the child's dream that soothes you. You are the sunrise reflecting the red east, holding up hope and the rising sun at first; You are a shining red candle, illuminating others and burning yourself.
6. A pot of green tea, drinking a few books that have experienced vicissitudes for half a life, gazing at how many years of attachment to the bright moon and watching the sleepless erhu in front of the window, the past is vivid. 7. How many times have I stayed up in the middle of the night? How many years have I worked hard for dozens of pairs of eyes? By fulfilling your initial oath, you let your youth fade away in the dull, but you propped up a blue sky with chalk and blackboard. 8. What you took away was a gray hair, clean hands, a half-life, an ordinary life, deep concern and infatuation. At the moment of retirement, you silently walked off the platform and looked up to see the grass green in the distance. 9. Chalk dyed your hair white inch by inch, and then lit it as a candle to illuminate others, so hieroglyphics became the footprints you walked and climbed to the top of the cliff. Let the latecomers set foot on your shoulders and send a group of students on the road. The shining stars emit dazzling light and use up the last remaining heat. This is the teacher's life, the engineer of human soul! 10. Teacher, send you a hymn in September. Autumn wind is rustling and autumn leaves are fluttering. This is the autumn season, the harvest season, the return season ... teachers are the theme of this season.
"Teacher" is the first step for us to grow up. It is she who leads us from ignorance to maturity and from ignorance to learning; She has made our life a dream, and our life is no longer blank because of dreams and expectations ... In September, in this harvest season, don't forget to say a deep blessing to the teacher.
Teachers' job is the present, but it is to build the motherland's tomorrow; Teachers teach in the classroom, but their achievements are in all directions of the motherland. Everyone says that teachers are the pillars of cultivating the motherland. In fact, teachers are the pillars of the motherland.
They are the backbone of our generation! With the teacher, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, open the window and look, this garden is full of autumn colors, this garden is full of peaches and plums, all saluting you! 1 1. An excellent teacher, with special learning talent and a deep caring heart, has added a lot of love to everything you share. Although you are of great significance, you never know how much, because you have helped to change the world through every life you touch. You have inspired the creativity of the students you teach and helped them fight for the goals that money can't buy. You are such a special teacher that no language can express the importance you receive for your excellent work. Who-who led us into the spacious classroom and taught 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. 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.
13. Teacher love is sunshine, dazzling, intense, lasting shine and eternal warmth. 14. References.
2. Teacher's Day handwritten newspaper poem ★★★ Praise the teacher's poem1:★★★ Four spring breezes 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.
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! ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 4: ★★★★ 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. ★★★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 5: ★★★★★★★ You give a flower, I give a flower, let's make a big wreath and give it to 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. Praise the teacher's poem 6: September, 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. I remember your hands were covered with powder. I remember your kind teaching. I remember your new silver hair. Because of you, students can become talents. Because of you, the world is so civilized. You are a bright light to find your tutor for the lost children. You are an angel. Praise the teacher. Psalm 8: Praise the teacher for getting gold from life for others. You can only get flowers. Your gold is the morning sun. Your money is yours.
3. I want to make a handwritten newspaper about the ancient poetry of Teachers' Day, which says, "Care about it when you are alive, and pay homage to it when you are dead." . "-"Lu Chunqiu, Respect Teacher "
"Teacher, so preach and teach." -"Shi Shuo"
"As the sky rises, the drill bit becomes stronger and stronger."-The Analects of Confucius, Zi Han.
Silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and candles will dry their wick every night-Li Shangyin.
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches. New students will be born next year, and 100 thousand dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi. -[Qing] Zheng Xie
It is upright and does not command; His body is not straight, although he disobeys. -Confucius
Ancient scholars must have been strict with teachers before respecting them. —— Ouyang Xiu
There is no ancient holy king who doesn't respect teachers. lv buwei
Once a teacher, always a father. -Guan Hanqing
Learning is not as good as learning. Yang Xiong
Saint impermanence teacher. -Han Yu
Learning to get a teacher is expensive, but getting friends is also expensive. —— Tang Zhen
"If you are a teacher, you can teach it to be a metaphor for all virtues." -Book of Rites
4. Ask the teacher's day blackboard newspaper to praise the teacher with poems: four spring breezes 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 for the teacher's poem 2: I love the teacher 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, who is hard-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.
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! Praise the teacher's poem 4: the golden wind sends laughter, and the 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. Praise the teacher's poem 5: You present a flower, I present a flower, let's weave a big wreath and give it to 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. Praise the teacher's poem 6: September, 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. Psalm 7: I remember that 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. The world is so civilized because of you. Teacher, you are the guiding light for the lost children. You are an angel who praises the teacher. Psalm 8: Teachers praise others for getting 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 peaches.