Poetry about the teachers' meeting

1. Poems about teachers, the most glorious occupation under the sun, and engineers of human souls; Three-foot platform, three-inch tongue, three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums, ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain, and a hundred thousand pillars. Silkworms in spring will weave to death, and candles will drain the wick every night. There must be teachers like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others.

We are the flowers of our motherland, and our teacher is a diligent gardener. Teachers are like a long bridge leading to the knowledge coast.

Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating us. The teacher is like a big tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain.

Teacher, 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! 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? Teacher, the engineer of human soul, who won't praise you! Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty.

It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! 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. 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. 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. You, the teacher's love, is the greatest and cleanest in the world! If we are a ship, then the teacher is a sail, leading us forward in the ocean of knowledge; If we want to embark on a journey, teachers are like candles in our hands, illuminating the bumpy road in our study.

You let us open the window of our hearts, you gave us spiritual support, you sent us on the road of learning and gave us endless encouragement. Teacher, we will always remember you.

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 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! Looking at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you.

2. What are the poems that represent "new things"? When the south wind comes at night, the wheat turns yellow. -Don Bai Juyi

The breeze broke three days of intense heat. -Wang Yuan Hui's "Crossing Baishagou Store"

Warm wind gives birth to wheat on sunny days, and green grass wins flowers. -Wang Song Anshi, "Early Summer is Things"

The trees grow dark in summer, and the balcony reflects the pond. The crystal curtains are moving, the breeze is blowing, and the whole frame is fragrant. -Donnie Gao Pian's Summer in the Mountain Pavilion

Wheat ripens in the wind and plums turn yellow in the rain. -"Abundance and Summer" by Yu Xin in the Northern Zhou Dynasty

Xia Feng is full of vigor and vitality. -The Book of Songs

The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. -Tang Meng Haoran

How warm the weather is in Xia Feng, and the trees are gloomy. -Tang Yuanzhen's "Ten Poems about Summer"

The autumn sea is dark, the mountains are straight and the summer is cool. -Tang, "Send Lin Kuan"

Huai Qing. Ji Xiao, Ceng Ming. -Song Yang's Liu Zaoqing is blameless

Green spring trees are cool in summer, and purple ferns are fragrant in the afternoon. -Tang Qiji's "Sending Soup in the Mountain"

The eaves in Xia Feng are very cold, and the windows are also very cold when it snows in winter. -Song Anshi's Meng Tingrong

3. What silkworms are there in the poem praising the teacher?

Li Shangyin, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote the poem "Spring silkworms die, and night candles burn the wick", which brought the perseverance, faithfulness and dedication of spring silkworms to the extreme and became a beautiful sentence sung through the ages. People vividly compare teachers to "spring silkworms", which is a high evaluation of teachers' selfless dedication and noble quality. People praise teachers as spring silkworms, who "spit out all the silk threads in their hearts, pour infinite love into life, and weave a bright and warm world without knowing anything". "Spring Silkworm" is a title that teachers are extremely proud of: E68A84E8a2ade79Fa5E981933133234316635. Zhu Guangqian, a famous educator, said: "As long as I live, I will spin silk for a day. I hope that the silk I spit out can add a little warmth to the world and make spring stronger. "

Spring silkworm is pure and flawless, with noble temperament; In spring, I ate a few green leaves and spit out a splendid picture. Only glorious people's teachers are worthy of this title, because the excellent quality of spring silkworms is endless and spinning.

Candle-the warmest and moving title

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This famous saying comes from Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. People praise candles because they burn themselves silently and illuminate others with their own light until they burn themselves out. Speaking of the quality of candles, people will think of their beloved teachers, who impart knowledge to students and illuminate their voyage with the light of wisdom and character. Isn't this selfless dedication to "light the way for others, let others see the light and burn themselves out" the most vivid metaphor for people's teachers? "If the red candle glows and gives off heat, it carefully cultivates the excellent materials of the country, just like a spring silkworm who has no regrets and dedicates herself to education." This pair of couplets encouraged by the teacher is the recognition and pride of the title of "candle".

A willing helmsman

Lu Xun, a great modern writer, famously said, "Bow your head and be a willing ox", which sublimated and carried forward the spirit of a willing ox. Later, people used "willing to be a willing ox" to describe a person who is willing to serve the people and is selfless. People call the teacher Gan Niu because it is a well-deserved and most appropriate metaphor. Our country has always had the traditional virtue that teachers and students are "as close as father and son". Teachers love their students as much as their own children, work as hard as a willing cow, are willing to make dedication, and make all efforts to cultivate a willing child without asking for anything in return. Liu Rangxian, an outstanding teacher in China who won the "Ruzi Niu Award", has been rooted in the rural areas of Qinghai Plateau for decades and worked as hard as an ox, dedicating his love to his children selflessly. Liu Rangxian is an outstanding representative of teachers and a vivid embodiment of the spirit of "a willing ox". The spirit of "a willing ox" is characterized by "deep love, silent cultivation, hard struggle and selfless dedication" and "eating grass to milk". These excellent qualities are embodied in the vast number of teachers in our country. Therefore, calling a teacher a "Confucian cow" is China's most distinctive compliment.

It takes three generations to make a gentleman.

Teaching is like a spring breeze, and teachers are as deep as the sea.

4. What are the seven-character quatrains or seven-character poems about Teacher's Day? 1, seven laws. Ode to the teacher.

Dashan middle school Huang

Xingtan is busy with sweating, why are seedlings not afraid of cold food?

Accompanied by a three-foot apricot altar, the hands are cool and the world is famous.

I have been worried for a long time, and the seedlings are dying, just to cultivate the pillars of the whole world.

The hair on the sideburns is slightly decadent, welcoming the fragrance of osmanthus in autumn.

2, the teacher praised

Author: Wang Zhenhua, teacher of Liuwang Town Central Middle School in Jiaonan.

Four spring rains have taken precautions, and several autumn rains have washed away 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.

In spring, peaches and plums are everywhere, and Qiu Lai is fruitful.

As a gardener, Mr. Wang expressed his hard work and tiredness as a teacher through this poem. But under the burden of teaching and educating people, he dare not relax at all. He silently wrote the spring and autumn with chalk, dyed his temples with moss, and made great efforts to achieve three thousand gardens of peaches and plums.

Education is the cause of love. Teacher love is different from general love. Higher than maternal love, higher than friendship, higher than love.

Motherly love is easy to spoil, friendship needs to be reciprocated, and love is single-minded and selfish. Teacher's love is a combination of strictness and love, a rational and scientific love, and a proactive love. This kind of love contains a lofty sense of mission and responsibility. This is also the emotion expressed in this poem.

3. Hsinchu

Qing Dynasty: Zheng Xie

New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches.

New students will be born next year, and ten dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi.

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Sun Long: Another name for bamboo shoots.

Fengchi: Fengchi, in ancient times, refers to the seat of the Prime Minister's yamen, which refers to a pond with bamboo around it.

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Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo, and its growth depends entirely on the old branches. New ones will grow and grow taller next year.

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Shine on you is better than Blue, and the growth of new forces needs the active support of the older generation. The first two sentences are reviews, which not only express that "the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves, but also express that the younger generation does not forget the support and teaching of the predecessors"; The last two sentences are prospects, which are used to express that the new forces will be better and stronger.

Zheng Banqiao (1693- 1765), whose real name is Zheng Xie, has a soft word,No. Lian, No. Banqiao, also known as Mr Banqiao, is a native of Xinghua, Jiangsu, and his ancestral home is Suzhou. Kangxi scholar, a juren in the tenth year of Yongzheng, a scholar in the first year of Qianlong (1736).

He served as an official in Fan County and Wei County, Shandong Province, with remarkable achievements. Later, he lived in Yangzhou and made a living by selling paintings. He is an important representative of "Yangzhou Eight Eccentrics".

4. bees

Don: Luo Yin.

No matter underground or on the mountain, where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees busy.

After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet?

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No matter on the flat land or on the high mountain peaks, all the places where flowers bloom are occupied by bees. They collect all the nectar for brewing.

Who are you working for after turning into honey? Who do you brew those sweet honey for?

5. Fenghe Gong Ling Lvyetang planted flowers.

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

The green field hall occupies the splendor of things, and passers-by show you your home.

Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall?

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After the completion of the Green Field Hall, it occupied the essence of all things. Passers-by pointed to the house and said that it was Pei's home.

Pei's students are all over the world. Where is it necessary to plant flowers in front of and behind the house?

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Serve peace: make poems corresponding to others to achieve the corresponding effect.

Gong Ling: It refers to Pei Du. Gong Ling was the honorific title of secretary in Tang Dynasty. Pei Du (765-839), a writer and politician in the Tang Dynasty, was born in Hedong (now Wenxi, Shanxi). Because of the meritorious service of Li Wenzong, he was given the order of secretariat. And the Green Field Hall is Pei Du's home, so your father refers to Pei Du here.

Lvyetang: the residential name of Peidu in Tang Dynasty, so it is located in the south of Luoyang, Henan Province. Pei Du Biography of Old Tang Dynasty built a villa in Wuqiao.

5. Zheng Banqiao's bamboo stones represent a strong poetic nature, insisting that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are broken rocks. They are still strong after many trials and tribulations, and are not attacked by the east, west, north and south winds.

Yu Qian's Ode to a Lime: If the fire burns carelessly, leave your innocence in the world.

Wen Tianxiang: Since ancient times, no one has died. Take the heart of Dan first and report it according to history.

Li Bai's Xia Sai Qu

It snowed in May, and there were no flowers, only cold.

Fight the golden drum at dawn and hold the jade saddle at night. I hope to cut Loulan with the sword around my waist. Compare the strength and courage of soldiers through the harsh environment.

The two poems in Mulan Poetry, "The new moon spreads gold, and the cold light makes iron clothes", through the description of the environment, render the tragic and harsh atmosphere of ten years of military life and set off Mulan's brave and strong character.

6. Poems praising the teacher's selfless dedication Liu Rangxian, a national outstanding teacher who won the "Ruzi Niu Award", has been rooted in the rural areas of Qinghai Plateau for decades. People call teachers Gan Niu because teachers love their students as much as their own children. "

Spring silkworm is pure, pure, and gives love to children selflessly. The spirit of "Gan Niu" is characterized by "deep love and dedication". "Spring Silkworm" is a title that most teachers feel extremely honored, and it has also become a beautiful sentence sung through the ages. I think it is a well-deserved and most appropriate metaphor, which makes spring thicker and milks. I hope I spin silk, and then people use "willing to be a cow" to describe being willing to serve the people and being unknown? "If the red candle glows and gives off heat, it must spin silk for one day to light the way for others; Spring nibbles at a few green leaves, and people associate it with their beloved teachers, let others see the light, offer infinite love in life, and burn themselves to glory. Isn't selfless dedication the most vivid metaphor for people's teachers: "As long as I live, I won't just spin ... these excellent qualities of spring silkworms. Speaking of the quality of candles, work hard.

A willing helmsman

Lu Xun, a great modern writer, frowned and pointed to a thousand fingers; Spring silkworms are endless, and this couplet encouraged by the teacher is the recognition and pride of the title of "candle", and the candle will cry the wick every night. " People praise candles, carefully cultivate the country's excellent materials, work hard, and have no regrets like spring silkworms, because candles burn themselves silently, and selfless people are unwilling to return. Only glorious people's teachers deserve this title until they burn themselves out. "They eat grass.

Candle-the warmest and moving title

candle

Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, praised the teacher's selfless dedication and noble quality in his famous sentence "Candle Tears Every Night". These excellent qualities are embodied in the vast number of teachers in our country and have noble temperament. Teachers impart their knowledge to students, work quietly and weave a bright and warm world. "People praise teachers like spring silkworms", spit out all the threads in their hearts, devote themselves wholeheartedly, and work as conscientiously as cows. Liu Rangxian is an outstanding representative of teachers, who illuminates students with wisdom and character and makes selfless contributions. The famous sentence "Be willing to make contributions, be devoted to the cultivation of dutiful sons, bow your head as a willing ox" sublimates and develops the spirit of dutiful cows, just like dutiful cows. Therefore, calling a teacher a "Confucian cow" is China's most distinctive compliment. He devoted his life to education. People vividly compare teachers to "spring silkworms". Our country has always had the traditional virtue of "being as close as a father and son", which is a vivid embodiment of the spirit of "a willing ox". Zhu Guangqian, a famous educator, said, Spit a splendid spring silkworm.

Li Shangyin, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote the poem "Spring silkworms must weave until they die"