A meaningful poem

8. Dedicated to the beloved teacher

What is a teacher like?

Teachers are like red candles,

Illuminate the path of knowledge.

What is a teacher like?

Teachers are like spring rain,

Sprinkle bits and pieces of knowledge in our hearts.

What is a teacher like?

Teachers are like gardeners,

Cultivate our young family into a large number of knowledgeable people.

What is a teacher like?

A teacher is like a golden key.

Lead the ignorant into the treasure house of knowledge.

What is a teacher like?

Teachers are like our mothers,

Stay with us every day and tell us some colorful knowledge.

It is the teacher who has given us so much knowledge.

Here, I wish all teachers always young and beautiful.

9.

I remember 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.

Because of you, the world will be so civilized

Teacher, you are a bright light.

Find a home for the lost children

Teacher, you are an angel.

September, dedicated to the teacher.

September, as scheduled.

Therefore, the world is brilliant.

We sing September,

Because this is your eternal festival.

We remember September,

Because this is our sincere confession.

September is an emotional cup,

We hold it high with our hands.

In sincere wishes,

Please drink.

September music has been played,

Please accept our gift in September.

All the teachers who are struggling on the education front.

10.

Others get 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 the fragrance of peaches and plums

1 1. Thank you, teacher.

Who-led the ignorant us into the spacious classroom,

Teach us a wealth of knowledge?

It is you! Teacher!

With your hard work and sweat,

Raising the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.

Who is it?-naughty us.

Education should be considerate and helpful?

It is you! Teacher!

Your care is like a warm spring breeze.

It warms our hearts.

Who is it-young us?

Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?

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!

A person who selflessly dedicates his youth.

We pay high tribute to you!

-You have worked hard, teacher!

Teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring,

Moisten flowers, irrigate the earth,

We suck the drizzle and grow.

Teacher-you are like the autumn breeze,

Blow the yellow land, call gold to rice,

We had 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!

12.

You present a flower,

I present a flower,

Let's weave a big wreath,

Dedicated to my dear teacher and mother.

You gave the seeds,

As warm as the sun;

You sweat,

Water the seedlings.

Your eyes are like bright stars,

Shining with charming brilliance;

Your song is like a spring stream,

Brought 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,

Will always be a flower of yours.

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.

13

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, and teachers' teaching is like spring rain.

Teachers' elegant demeanor is like green leaves, and teachers' career is like a tree. Whenever I walk past the teacher's window, our teachers are all good.

The stars are shining in the quiet night, and the teacher's room is bright all night. Every time I walk past your window, bright lights shine on my heart.

Cultivate a new generation of hardworking gardeners late at night! The light is still on. You are writing a textbook, and a tall figure is reflected in your window.

On the new Long March, teachers have made new contributions, and successive successors have thrived. Shoulder the hope of the motherland, rush to all directions. You always stare with tears in your eyes.

(Chorus)

Ah, whenever I think of you, my dear good teacher. A warm current stirred in my heart. I don't know where the most beautiful language was born.

Yun San.

I only heard the cries of sparrows and rested at the window.

Dream is a phoenix flower.

Or stars.

And lighting

Everyone has their own light.

Cold or hot?

It is not because of persistence that we insist on silence.

It's not fantasy that makes you a little crazy.

Like everyone else.

You are ordinary and extraordinary.

Open up your own direction.

No admiring eyes

Don't look up so much.

The wind blew and the rain stopped.

A breath of Wei Yun floated across the river bank.