We love the earth and the blue sky;
We love rivers and mountains.
What we love most is our lovely class and our warm home.
You are full of laughter, yearning, and how many fiery emotions there are.
You are so ordinary, so brilliant, you are so simple and solemn.
When the sun rises in Ran Ran, you will be green and full of vitality.
The young trees stand upright and the flowers raise their smiling faces.
In class, there is a neat queue waiting for review.
Class is over, and there are flying pigeons flying into the blue sky.
I love your blackboard full of knowledge,
I like your neat tables and chairs.
I like the shock in your singing,
I like your quiet and considerate,
I like your flag flying in sunny days,
I love your dripping eaves ...
Ah, the humble classroom is the starting point of our exploration, and our fiery ideal shines with dazzling light.
You are a melting pot, how much steel is smelted here,
For tomorrow, track laying, bridge building, rolling flashing wheels.
You are the cradle of many talents.
For tomorrow, go to mining, go to space and announce new discoveries to the world.
We love the earth and the blue sky.
We love rivers and mountains.
What we love most is our lovely home!
2. Love class poetry and ask 20 people who can help me with the best answer. I love my class. I love my high school class. Although I broke up with her for 30 years, I am almost 50 years old now.
I love my high school class, not only because I didn't have a classmate at that time, but also because I am still a rare friend in my life. I love my senior high school class, not only because in those days of componentism, I felt the kindness behind the teacher's strictness and the tolerance and friendliness of my classmates; I love my high school class, not only because of the bud of my youthful love, but also because my ideal light shines in the sunny campus; I love my high school class, because she is not laid off because of cheating, bankruptcy or poor management; She didn't compete desperately for the college entrance examination, nor did she fail with great depression. She has neither succeeded nor failed; She is the perfect ending of our middle school days and the base for the release of youth. She is only the history of our generation and the unique life track of our generation.
She is calm, peaceful and equal; She makes people miss, love and remember ... I love my high school class. Although I broke up with her for 30 years, although I no longer have youthful light and silky black hair, my chest is still full of yearning and longing for youth. I love my high school class, and she has proof of my youth.
Aimiao thrives in her heart and works hard on campus. The black hair on the temples is dyed with powder cream, and the old horse has no complaints.
On the podium, the most nostalgic, full face. Yellow-billed eagles are fighting for food, and suddenly they spread their wings and flew into the blue sky.
Under the desk lamp, I feel more nostalgic, and the book in front of me has drawn a red line. The evening breeze is quiet and cicadas are singing, listening to the surge of emotion.
Thankfully, the altar is full of flowers and heartfelt sighs. The dusty old horseshoe will never rest, and you will miss the beautiful post station on campus ... It seems that there are still, and so on ~ ~ When you walk among the red bricks and green grass, when you listen in the modern international conference hall, when you relax your tired body and mind in the spacious living room, when you watch the children push open the beautiful door of the kindergarten, when you witness the passengers' yearning for a foreign language school on the bus, when you are inspired by the grand blueprint of the headmaster's surpassing the times, do you think that you are a foreign language school? Is your love for school spontaneous? Do you realize the responsibility on your shoulders? Your smiling face tells me that you are proud of your wrinkles, you love your running figure, and you know how heavy the burden is on your shoulders. You said: the rejuvenation of the motherland lies in education, and education is in my hands. You said: the ladder will work. You said: the road to the blueprint is very difficult, and I am willing to be the cornerstone and make way for extension. You said: every student is the only one in the family. I have no choice. Only along the way, you said: I want to scrub the teacher's name with sweat. You think, you argue, you blush, you learn from, you sum up, you chase the rising sun, you tick, you write comments, you are meticulous, you care, you inspire, you are kind as the sun sets, you look out, your eyes are as deep as the dark night sky, you walk, your steps are as vigorous as flying meteors, you meditate, rivers do not fall, clouds do not walk. What you expect is silence, blue sky in June, good news and fruits all over the trees. Who got up earlier than you and Qixing? Who walks wider than the night shift workers? Who walks more intensively at night? You resolutely called tenderness to the outhouse, and let the midnight light enliven the next day's class. You rushed between the hospital and the classroom and conquered your lover's birthday with a sonorous explanation. Just to light a student's birthday candle, you beat the cold wind in winter and send the greetings in spring to the dormitory without heating. You have no time to review, just because the final exam is near your old age, but it is covered with wrinkles too early. Your cheerful smile is often overshadowed by students' unsatisfactory grades. You can't leave the students without saying three words. You close the door. However, you can never turn off your concern for students. The words in your dictionary are getting monotonous, and your life is getting less and less bright. Every time I see your tired back and hear your endless exhortations, my feelings will flood like spring water, and my brothers and sisters in the same boat have worked hard! All I can do is say "take care" to you. There are still difficult roads, bumps and thorns ahead. Take care and have a good trip.
(End) I know that the flame of dreams has also reflected your shining forehead countless times (if you don't turn around in tomorrow's composition lecture, it's hard to fall asleep, don't worry about whether the alarm clock at 6 o'clock in the morning will go wrong, don't worry about talking to several classmates next week, and don't worry about a student's grades falling one place in the class). As long as you have a dream, let the bed accompany you to 10, 12. Even at any time in the afternoon, as long as the TV series is wonderful, I will share joys and sorrows with the characters in the drama until the TV station breaks. As long as I am interested, I will go all out to see Lianliankan. As long as a friend invites me, I will broaden the road and kick the threshold of clothing stores. ) Learn to swim, practice Tai Chi, climb famous mountains, visit relics, lie on a random country road, and talk with nature and intimate friends. From sunrise to Dongshan, at sunset, Sang Yu walks into the heart of a philosopher, collects honey fruits of wisdom, and visits the flower market until he goes to sleep, adding a pot of thriving vitality to the bedroom, reading recipes, and giving a family a whole table of hot freshness. I know that at this time, there will be a sun rising from your heart, burning like a fire, as quiet as the beginning of the universe, as sacred as a cross, as pious. Steady, slowly rising, rising finally, the radiant sun was lifted to an unattainable height, breathing stopped, the world was quiet, and the wind hid behind the sublime. For the faith of this round of life in our hearts, we have come with no regrets. For the ideal of this century in our hearts, we have come with great enthusiasm and hardships. For the expectation of the same 55% focus rate, we, all the senior two teachers, are here, spirited and charming, holding hands, with neat steps and firm eyes. We are farmers who sow seeds.
3. A beautiful poem about loving the collective? 1, a gentleman is humble to himself, putting others before himself.
-"Book of Rites" interview? 2, the auxiliary car depends on each other, and the lips are dead and the teeth are cold. -"Zuo zhuan". Five years in Lu Xigong "? 3, the road is uneven, draw a knife to help each other.
-"Chen Qing Gao Lie" by Ma Yuan Zhiyuan? 4, the patient's illness, worry about people's worries. -Bai Juyi's "Ce Lin"? Every time you are in a hurry, put your ancestors before yourself.
-Chen Shou's History of the Three Kingdoms and Shu Zhi? 6, good things must be given to each other, bad things must not be pushed. -Wang Fanzhi's Poems of the Tang Dynasty? 7, people help me, never forget; I help people, remember.
-Hua? 8. You should remember that you should always be happy to give more to others and take less from others. Gorky? 9. Nothing in the world can lighten the burden for others.
Dickens? 10, the best satisfaction is to satisfy others. -Labroue Yale? ? 1, a gentleman is humble to himself, putting others before himself.
-Interview with Book of Rites.
4. A pile of short poems praising the love of chalk (1), ancient limestone, thousands of years of history is still looming in its memory. (2) The blackboard is silent. Have you never left at night? The trace of a meteor is a hymn. Although no one deliberately found your beauty, I know you shook your skirt. You can shake off the words that have been condensed for 5 thousand years. Have you forgotten? (3) There is a thick stack of tender handwriting on the desk. Some dreams fly happily as soon as they are opened. This student wrote, I want to be a scientist, I want to be a doctor, another wrote, I want to be a teacher. The whole office is full of knowing smiles and pride. (4) After school, when the bell rings, the whole class stands up and stands at attention. The headmaster is issuing orders from the podium. Remember not to forget the provisions of the student code.
5. A bunch of short poems praising class love
(1) chalk
Ancient limestone was incinerated.
Thousands of years of history still emerge in its memory.
White body in front of us.
Inspire those who want to change history.
(2) Blackboard
Are you silent because the night never leaves?
The trace of a meteor is a hymn.
Although no one deliberately found your beauty, I know.
You can shake a light skirt and shake off the words that have been condensed for 5 thousand years.
Have you forgotten?
(3) the text of the application
There is a thick pile of immature handwriting on the desk.
Some dreams, when opened, have already flown happily.
The student wrote, I want to be a scientist, I want to be a doctor.
Another wrote, Teacher, I want to be a teacher.
The whole office is full of knowing smiles and pride.
(4) After school
Time has rung the bell for school.
Line up according to the class and stand at attention.
The headmaster issued an order on the podium.
Remember, don't forget the provisions of the student code.
Don't forget to grade your homework.
Don't forget.
Suddenly there was no figure on the playground.
6. What are the poems about "class"? 1. Class is a green ecological field, let nature take its course and live in harmony; Class is a magnetic field, and attraction and repulsion will be more attractive; Class is a halo, teachers and students respect each other and learn from each other.
2. I love my class. Everyone in the class is so kind, United, friendly and lovely. The students are very concerned and helpful.
3. The class is a paradise for flying souls and letting children wander freely; Class is a warm and harmonious harbor for children's healthy growth; The class is a stage to show talents and let children dance.
4. Love your job. There is no power that can make people great and wise like labor, and that is the power of collective love and freedom.
5. Teamwork is conducive to generating new ideas. Starting from the definition of a team, a team consists of at least two or more individuals. A threesome requires a teacher. In other words, everyone has his own advantages and disadvantages, and everyone has his own unique ideas. The diversity of team members helps to generate different ideas, which helps to brainstorm in decision-making and produce better plans.
6. The unity of the country, the unity of the people and the unity of all ethnic groups in the country are the basic guarantee for the success of our cause. At present, it is of special significance to strengthen the unity of the party and the people.
7. two people are United, and their profits are broken; Two heads are better than one. Unity is the source of new strength. By condensing individual strength and forming resultant force, a qualitative leap can be achieved through the accumulation of quantity. The two work best together. The strength of unity stems from the goal of unity. * * * The same ideal, consistent pursuit, let all kinds of forces gather together and accumulate in the same direction, in order to truly achieve the purpose of thinking about one place, making one place and twisting into a rope. The strength of unity comes from a reasonable division of labor.
8. A drop of water will never dry up until it is thrown into the sea. Only when a person integrates himself into the collective cause can he be most powerful.
9. National stability and unity are conditions for social progress and development. Similarly, the cohesion of the class collective directly affects our development.
10. There are many good students in our class, such as Wang Hua with good academic performance, Jin Hezhou with strong hands-on ability and responsibility, and Yao with strong management ability.
1 1. In order to achieve great goals and unity, the million-strong army necessary for this should always keep in mind the main things and don't get lost because of unnecessary nitpicking.
12. Without the spirit of unity and dedication, it will be difficult for us to undertake and realize the two historical tasks entrusted to Xinjiang by the central authorities; Without the spirit of unity and dedication, it will be difficult for us to give full play to our special advantages and catch up after the scientific leap; Without unity and dedication, it will be difficult for us to meet new challenges and solve new problems on our way forward.
13. Unity and dedication are the internal motivation to inspire people of all ethnic groups in Xinjiang to forge ahead, struggle and start a business, and are the moral and cultural banner to unite people and concentrate on doing great things.
14. The class should be like a small pond, so that students with different endowments can "compete for freedom in various frosts"-freely develop their personality, independently explore their potential and consciously pursue their dreams.
15. My class is like a garden, which has cultivated 36 flowers to shelter us from the wind and rain. My class is like a truck, loaded with 36 boxes of goods, leading us to the end of success. My class is like a huge ship, carrying 36 crew members, sailing to the Pacific Ocean of knowledge …
7. Seek love for class poetry. We love the earth and the blue sky.
We love rivers and mountains.
What we love most is our lovely class and our warm home.
You are full of laughter, yearning, and how many fiery emotions there are.
You are so ordinary, so brilliant, you are so simple and solemn.
When the sun rises in Ran Ran, you will be green and full of vitality.
The young trees stand upright and the flowers raise their smiling faces.
In class, there is a neat queue waiting for review.
Class is over, and there are flying pigeons flying into the blue sky.
I love your blackboard full of knowledge,
I like your neat tables and chairs.
I like the shock in your singing,
I like your quiet and considerate,
I like your flag flying in sunny days,
I love your dripping eaves ...
Ah, the humble classroom is the starting point of our exploration, and our fiery ideal shines with dazzling light.
You are a melting pot, how much steel is smelted here,
For tomorrow, track laying, bridge building, rolling flashing wheels.
You are the cradle of many talents.
For tomorrow, go to mining, go to space and announce new discoveries to the world.
We love the earth and the blue sky.
We love rivers and mountains.
What we love most is our lovely home!