A poem about thanking teachers for their kindness is 1. A poem expressing gratitude to the teacher.
1, Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by old cadres. -Zheng Xie's "Qing Dynasty Hsinchu"
Vernacular translation: New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth depends entirely on old branches.
2. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin's Untitled was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up in the Tang Dynasty.
Vernacular translation: Spring silkworms don't spin silk until they die, and tear-like wax oil can only drip dry when candles burn to ashes.
Your husband is full of peaches and plums, why not plant more flowers in front of the hall? -Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Greenfield Hall in Gong Ling, Fenghe" in the Tang Dynasty
Translation of vernacular Chinese: Pei's peach and plum students are all over the world. Where is it necessary to plant flowers in front of and behind the house?
4, falling red is not a heartless thing, turning into spring mud to protect flowers. -Gong Zizhen's Five Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai in Qing Dynasty
I quit my job and went back to my hometown, just like a fallen flower, but it was not a heartless thing. It has become the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.
5. Who will work hard for whom after picking flowers into honey? -bees in Luo Yin in the Tang dynasty.
Vernacular translation: bee, you picked all the flowers and turned them into nectar. Who are you working for and who do you want to taste the sweetness?
2. Describe the poem thanking the teacher
1: Thank you, teacher. You taught me selflessness, tolerance, and accepting others with a broad mind.
Today you work, but you build the future of the motherland. You teach in class, but your achievements are all-round. Teacher, you are the gardener of the garden. 1. Teacher, I thank you. You taught me selflessness, tolerance, and accepting others with a broad mind.
Today you work, but you build the future of the motherland. You teach in class, but your achievements are all-round. Teacher, you are the gardener in the garden, and we are the flowers you cultivate. I will always thank you.
Your inculcation has turned into wisdom in my heart, blood in my heart and code of conduct. Thank you for your careful cultivation. Without your generous dedication, I wouldn't be here today.
Thank you very much, dear teacher. 5: You give my child knowledge, and you show him the way forward.
You protect him like a mother. As the parents of children, thank you very much, and wish you good health and smooth sailing! Dear teacher: Thank you for everything you have done for me with your hard work and sweat. Your beautiful figure will never be erased in the hearts of students.
7: Birds encounter wind and rain and hide in their nests; There is a storm in my heart, and I always hide in your arms-my teacher, you are my umbrella and windbreak, how can I not thank you! 8. There is an emotion that can't be together but lasts forever, an endless effort without paying back, and a persistence but never giving up. Teacher, thank you for your care for each of us.
I sincerely wish you a happy holiday. 9. A sincere heart, clean hands, "three visits to the cottage", four visits to school children, five days and six months, seven ups and downs, nine to nine, the teacher is terrible.
Children in poor mountainous areas, thank your beloved teachers and wish you a happy holiday and a safe life! 10: It's like coming to the hearth from the windy outdoor on a snowy winter night; Teacher, your care, like the deep red of charcoal, has given me infinite warmth. How can I not thank you 1 1: If I can climb the dangerous peak, you have given me a strong body; If I can swim in the sky, you give me ideal wings; If I can stand on the waves, you give me the courage to fight them. Thank you, teacher, and wish you a happy holiday! 12: it's like coming to the hearth from the windy outdoor on a snowy night in winter; Teacher, your care, like the deep red of charcoal, has given me infinite warmth.
How can I not thank you? 13: thanks to my teacher, there is a rainbow, which does not appear after the rain, but also appears in the sky. However, it often appears in my heart, beating me, doing things seriously and being a wise man. 14: there is an emotion that can't be together forever, a kind of unrequited effort, but no end, a kind of persistence but never let go.
Teacher, thank you for your care for each of us. I sincerely wish you a happy holiday.
15: The sun can't compare with your enthusiasm, the moon can't compare with your tenderness, the bees can't compare with your diligence, and the ox can't compare with your diligence. Thank you for your unremitting efforts and your earnest teaching. I wish you a happy Teacher's Day forever! 16: There are many fish in the sea, only the kindness of the teacher is infinite. Thank you teacher! 17: Thank you for your concern, your help and everything you have done for me.
Please accept the best wishes of the students, and wish you a happy Teacher's Day and every day! 18: the bird meets the wind and rain and hides in its own nest; There is wind and rain in my heart, always hiding in your arms-teacher, you are my umbrella and wind wall, how can I not thank you! 19: Grateful heart, thank you, let me learn the true meaning of life. Grateful heart, thanks to the kindness of the teacher, taught me the truth of being a man.
On the occasion of Teacher's Day, I would like to extend my sincere wishes to you, wishing you eternal youth and happiness. Thank you for leading my life and for your tireless teaching.
In this festival that belongs to you, I send my most sincere wishes. Your kindness is hard to repay in this life. I just hope you are healthy and successful. Poems about thanking teachers 60 Poems about thanking teachers 60 2 1: Your inculcation has turned into wisdom in my mind, blood in my chest and norms of behavior. Thank you for your careful cultivation.
22: When I was a child, I didn't understand, complained about your harshness, hated your accusations, and didn't like your contrast. I won't know your good intentions until I grow up Thank you, teacher. Teacher's Day is coming. May you take care and be happy! 23: Teacher, thank you for warming us with sunshine-like love; You use your ocean-like knowledge to promote us; You teach us with your persistence in the breeze class.
When your holiday comes, please let me express my feelings for you in the simplest and deepest sentence: Teacher, you have worked hard, thank you for your 24-year-old heart, clean hands, "three visits to the cottage", four visits to school children, five days and six months, seven ups and downs, 99 returns to one, the great teacher's kindness. Children in poor mountainous areas, thank your beloved teachers and wish you a safe life! 25: I have been confused, it is your traction; If you are at fault, it is your reminder; Tears are your encouragement; Finally, you are your colleague! Although the memory is yellow, it is still full of deep gratitude! Thank you, teacher, and wish you a happy holiday! 26: There is an emotion that can't be together forever, there is a kind of unrequited effort, but there is no end, there is a kind of persistence but never let go.
Teacher, thank you for your care for each of us. I sincerely wish you a happy holiday.
The kindest and most caring person in the world is my mother. You love me just like my mother. Teachers all over the world, you are the dazzling stars in the sky. Light up every student's heart with your bright starlight. Bless you and thank you! 28: It's like coming to the fireside from the windy outdoor on a snowy winter night; Teacher, your care, like the deep red of charcoal, has given me infinite warmth.
How can I not thank you? 29: Good memories stay in the campus of youth. Thank you for your concern, your help and everything you have done for me. Please accept the best wishes of the students, and wish you a happy Teacher's Day and every day! 30: The spring rain that dyed the world green disappeared silently in the soil.
Teacher, you are the spring rain that moistens our hearts, and we will always thank you. 3 1: Without your generous dedication, I wouldn't have gained today.
Thank you very much, dear teacher. Teacher, thank you for illuminating my life with your own light of life.
3. Thank the teacher for his poem
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 cup of 636f70793231333533635438+03431303231363365438, 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.
4. What are the famous lines about "Thank the teacher for his kindness"?
1, silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drip the wick dry every night.
-Li Shangyin's Untitled was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. -Gong Zizhen's Five Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai 3. Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo branches, supported by veteran cadres.
-Zheng Xie's "Hsinchu" 4. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night 5. Your husband is full of peaches and plums, why not plant more flowers in front of the hall?
-Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall" 6. Decline: I am well aware of Song Yu's misery, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. -Du Fu's "Five Memories Monument (Part II)" 7. Disciples are teachers, respect their fathers, learn their ways and learn their words.
-Luo Qing Jin Woo "Mingsha Shishi Book Taigong Family Instructions" 8. A loyal minister has no foreign friends, but a disciple has good deeds in Cambodia. Once a teacher, always a father.
-Luo Qing Jin Woo "Mingsha Stone Room Book Taigong Family Instructions" 9. The foundation of goodness lies in the teacher. -Song Li Gou Guang 10, learning is more important than respecting teachers.
-Tan Sitong's Additional Articles of Association of Liuyang Arithmetic Museum 1 1, giving a word is also a teacher. -Liang Qichao's Research Methods of China History. Preface "Extended information:
1, Li shangyin (about 8 13—— about 858), the word Yishan, was born in western Henan (xi), also known as Fan Nansheng, was born in Xingyang, Zhengzhou (now Xingyang, Zhengzhou, Henan), a famous poet in the late Tang Dynasty, and was also called "Little Du Li" with Du Mu.
2. Li Shangyin, Li He and Li Bai are also called "Li San". Together with Wen, they are called "arts and sciences", because their poems and essays are similar to those of the same period, and all three of them rank sixteenth in the family, so they are also called "thirty-six styles".
3. Li Shangyin was one of the few poets who deliberately pursued the beauty of poetry in the late Tang Dynasty and even the whole Tang Dynasty. He is good at poetry writing, and parallel prose also has high literary value.
His poems are novel in conception and beautiful in style, especially some love poems and untitled poems are touching, beautiful and moving, and are widely read. 4. However, some poems (represented by Jinse) are obscure and inseparable, and there is even a saying that "poets always love Quincy and hate that no one writes Jian Zheng".
5. The unforgettable poems of teachers are longer.
1, the teacher's kindness is unforgettable, and there are thousands of peaches and plums in the world. I worked hard to cultivate plums and taught them in my heart.
2. Cheng Menxue pears have been passed down from ancient times to modern times, and Mr. Xun's heart is like a mountain.
3, the spring cicada is dying, and the candle tears are exhausted every night.
4. All the peaches and plums in the world are in the door.
5. Life is an endless road. I walk, walk, keep walking. When I am tired and slack, your firm face, firm voice and tenacious spirit will float in my memory. Teacher, you have taught me life, how can I forget you!
6. Three feet platform, three inches tongue and three inches pen, three thousand peaches and plums
7. Ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain and a hundred thousand columns.
8. Your inculcation has turned into wisdom in my heart, blood in my chest and code of conduct ... Thank you for your careful cultivation.
9. There are many places in the ends of the earth, but only the teacher's kindness is infinite.
10, those who drink it cherish its source, learn from its teacher and miss my teacher.
6. The ancients thanked the teacher for his poems.
A, "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems" Gong Ming Zigan sad day oblique, whip refers to the end of the world.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. Second, Yuan Bai Juyi East Palace, South Fourth Courtyard.
Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart. Third, reward Mr. Tang with nowhere to go, as if it were like glass.
No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry. The jade pot has a heart of ice, and the brush writes the soul of the teacher.
Earnestly like a father's language, talk like a few lines of friendship, and enjoy life. Look forward to the latecomers and report to the teacher smoothly. Four. Untitled Li Shangyin's time was far before I met her, but even longer after we parted, the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads from Pengshan to Bluebird. Listen! -Give me what she said! . Fifth, the teacher praised the spring breeze four times and the autumn rain washed the gap several times. 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.
7. Appreciate the teacher's ancient poems
Wu Jueyuan's Tang poetry Bai Juyi, Bai Shuzi in the East Palace, Shi Chan, South Fourth Hospital.
Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart. Wu Jue rewards Shang, a teacher, and there is nothing, as if it were glass.
No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry. Bing Xin Yu Hu, like a father's words, a friend's words are light and a few lines are thick. I hope that the latecomers can successfully report to the master. Untitled Author: Li Shangyin, it was long before I met her, but it was even longer after we parted, and the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads from Pengshan to Pengshan. Teacher, oh, bluebirds, listen! -Give me what she said! Praise the spring breeze four times, and the autumn rain washed away the gap several times. 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.
Tianjingsha (1) has a long history. I've been running here and there for half my life, and now I'm sailing, and Yao Lu Mountain is high and long.
2. The teacher's name is Kuang Huanxue. He is highly respected, knowledgeable and values heroes. The weather, location and people are harmonious, and the pen is amazing.
3. Wang Bencheng dares to say and do, and has no regrets. The storm thundered and thundered, and the eyebrows were raised. Who else in the world? 4. Huilan Pavilion is for the country, the family and the people.
Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, the sun, the moon and the stars will accompany you all your life. 5. Guan Zhongtu is honest and aboveboard.
Bringing together heroes from all sides, we will make a name for ourselves and make the world mine. 6. Yi Xian intends to see the Wan Li world and the infinite future.
The world was shocked by this prodigy who returned to Yaotai. 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.
Peach and plum are sown in three thousand gardens in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits. Learning is not as good as learning.
-Yang Xiongxian is an impermanent teacher. -teacher Han Yu is easy to meet, but the teacher is hard to meet.
-Sima Guang, an ancient holy king, showed no disrespect to the teacher. Lv Buwei is not a teacher in the world, so he benefits from the old ways.
-Liu Zongyuan Scholars must seek teachers, and teachers are essential. -Cheng Yi is a teacher for a day and a father for life.
-Guan Hanqing is expensive in learning and making friends. -Tang Zhen learning is more important than respecting teachers.
-Tan Sitong, an ancient scholar, must be strict with the teacher and then respect him. -Ouyang Xiu is neither expensive nor cheap, neither long nor short. The existence of Tao is also the existence of teachers.
-Han Yu's threesome must have my teacher; Choose the good and follow it, change the bad. -Confucius hopes to adopt it.
8. Poems about thanking teachers for their kindness
who is it?
Lead the ignorant us into the spacious classroom.
Teach us a wealth of knowledge?
It is you! Teacher!
You use hard sweat.
Nursing seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
who is it?
Put naughty us
Educate people to be considerate and helpful?
It is you! Teacher!
Your care is like a warm spring breeze.
It warms our hearts.
who is it?
Put young us
Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?
It is you! Teacher!
Your protection makes us grow up healthily.
Autumn is fruitful.
You have worked hard! Teacher!
People who work hard in the heat and cold.
You have worked hard! Teacher!
A person who selflessly dedicates his youth.
We pay high tribute to you!
-You have worked hard, teacher!
Teacher praise
Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, dear teacher!
Teacher, you sow spring, ideals and strength with the noblest feelings of human beings. ...
If the teacher compares you to a clam, then the students are the gravel in the clam. You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the gravel has turned into pearls, dazzling!
Ah! With you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring!
Teacher, open the window quickly. This all loves, Taoli are all saluting you! ! ! ! !
Bitter tears
Just before dawn, in the empty campus,
I saw your figure,
Come and go in a hurry
In the cold wind, in the empty campus,
I saw your figure,
The wind and fire came and left with a chill.
In the boundless space, in the boundless snow,
I saw your figure,
The body warms the snowflake, but it freezes your hands.
Your patience and hard work,
Every word you entrust, every care.
Continuous drizzle,
Who knows,
It turned out to be a bitter tear for you.
Flowing in my heart again.
Gave us a smile,
Gave us care,
I gave myself a hard tear!
The body in the light of Buddha,
Not tall;
The body is in the cold wind,
Not burly;
Yin Xue's body,
Not proud.
But it's bright,
It's hard,
It remains the same,
Day after day,
Year after year,
You gave us sheng,
Gives us hope,
In the drizzle,
Who knows,
Those are your hidden bitter tears!
Maybe we are too old.
Maybe you are too young.
We still want you to treat us as your own children.
We will also follow that sentence.
A day as a teacher
Be a father for life.
Feng lei
Dear teacher
If we were flowers,
You are a hardworking gardener,
If we are lost in the dark.
You are burning yourself and lighting a candle for us.
Our thoughts are as majestic as the waves.
Our mood is as beautiful as poetry.
We will sing a hymn for you with the most beautiful flowers.
We will sing a carol for you with our best wishes.
Teacher, dear teacher
Happy holidays!
Kuen Kao
Ode to the teacher
Others make money by living.
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
Li Tao fen fen
Praise the teacher's poem
The most glorious profession under the sun, the engineer of human soul;
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 columns.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
If three people walk together, one of them must be qualified to be my teacher.
Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others.
9. Thank the teacher for his poem
Teachers are hardworking gardeners,
We are blooming flowers.
The gardener watered and fertilized the flowers.
Is to teach us seriously,
Let's learn more knowledge.
The teacher is a big umbrella.
We are small animals hiding under umbrellas.
A big umbrella can shelter small animals from the wind and rain.
When we are in trouble,
The teacher will help us at once.
The teacher's heart is a vast sky,
Can tolerate our mistakes.
The mistakes we made,
Teachers always forget quickly.
"Silkworms in spring will weave until they die,
Every night, the candle will cry the wick away. "
This is our dear teacher.
. Thank you teacher!
Ancient Poetry: Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night.