Poetry 1 "Teacher, I want to tell you" Primary schools celebrate Teachers' Day.
Teacher, I want to say to you: your voice and smile, your gestures, always show in front of my eyes at this moment; Your concern and love have been lingering in my mind; Your inculcation is vivid in my mind. Everything is as clear as yesterday when you are with us.
Teacher, I want to say to you: you have given me confidence in learning; It is you who have given me the courage to live, the motivation to work hard and the expectation for a better future.
Teacher, I want to say to you: you are my stepping stone to open wisdom; You are my golden key to open the door to happiness; You are my guide in the journey of life; You are my conductor playing the music of life.
Teacher, I want to say to you: without you, maybe I will give up on myself; Without you, maybe I would be so addicted; Without you, there may be no prospect of my life; If it weren't for you, maybe I wouldn't be here today.
Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you.
Poetry 2 "Thank you, teacher" Primary school celebrates Teachers' Day.
You are the morning star at night.
You are the clear sky during the day.
You are a breeze under the scorching sun.
You are the eaves in the rain.
You are the sea;
You are mountains and rivers.
You have shaped my soul.
You are a rocket carrying a satellite.
You are a compass at sea.
You're, like, into it,
You pay.
You are our most beloved teacher.
Poetry 3 "Hard Teachers" celebrate Teachers' Day in primary schools.
Teacher, you have worked hard.
It is the seeds planted unintentionally that germinate in the bright spring.
You may be one of the sentient beings,
Ordinary as a small stone under your feet,
But you have hot intestines, liver and gallbladder, which are all burnt to ashes.
A stage decorated without flowers and colored silk,
Only Aoxue has no regrets and dedication.
Teacher, you have worked hard.
When yesterday's sun is no longer as young as it is today,
I just woke up from a dream, and life will not be smooth sailing.
You're right,
We cannot waste our proud youth.
Your heart is the valley of flowers,
Near the harvest season, I went to find the soul trapped in the quagmire.
Poetry 4 "Praise" Primary School for Celebrating Teachers' Day
Candle wax body
It hurts my heart.
May many people rest in peace.
This kind of pain can kill the soul most.
Xueya hate
Frost flying lips
It's raining, and I feel dizzy.
Poetry 5 "Silent Candle" Celebrates Teachers' Day in Primary Schools
You don't have a strong body
But it holds up a rainless sky for us.
You don't have an architect's hand.
But it laid the most solid foundation for us.
You have no vision of an artist.
But they built magnificent buildings for us.
Your profound knowledge
Let us feel civilization and hope.
Your lofty thoughts
Let us know tolerance and patience.
Your noble personality
Deeply affects our hearts.
Thank you, teacher.
We sincerely thank you.
You are like the silent candle.
Burning yourself but illuminating others.
Under your wise guidance
We won't get lost in the dark.
in front of you
Keep dancing
Instill the principle of being a man into our hearts.
Poetry 6 "Teacher, you are a candle" Primary school celebrates Teachers' Day.
Dear teacher:
Your selfless love has sown new hope,
Your blood has ignited the fire of wisdom,
Your selfless dedication enriched my soul.
Your profound knowledge has increased my wisdom.
Teacher, you are a ladder,
Unknown,
With a strong body,
Hold our delicate feet,
Climb higher step by step;
Teacher, you are a candle,
Burning bright life,
Illuminate the way forward for us with immortal faith,
As we continue to explore.
Dear teacher:
You are like a silkworm, and you have devoted your life to loyalty.
You are like the fragrant winter plum in early spring.
Today is also a festival.
Send me a sincere blessing,
I wish you health, happiness and happiness forever!
Poetry 7 "Life and Dedication are Connected" to Celebrate Teachers' Day in Primary Schools.
Wandering in the autumn wind
Walking in the rain at night
Red candle, I think of you.
Think of your passion for illuminating others.
Think of you burning your own beauty.
From Tang poetry
I read it.
The bitter silence in your heart
Excerpt from the preface of Red Candle
I realized that
Life should be associated with dedication.
Poetry 8 "September belongs to teachers" Primary school celebrates Teachers' Day.
When chrysanthemums bloom quietly
I just remembered.
We should use it to bless our teachers.
Chrysanthemum is quiet
Bloom in the depths of folk songs
Our teacher, in this season.
Will become the height that people look up to
September belongs to teachers.
At the peak of September
Our teacher is holding a pointer.
Walk silently in the form of lectures
Although it is said that getting on the podium
Only one step away.
But this is the step.
Make a three-foot platform
Since then, it has become an endless road for teachers.
Four seasons are outside the classroom.
Change different colors
The teacher is on the platform.
Lead us to swim in the ocean of knowledge
September belongs to teachers.
Teacher, it belongs to September.
Our love for our teachers.
As beautiful as a blooming chrysanthemum.
The teacher's love for us
Like drunken autumn leaves in the forest ...
The life of a teacher.
Destined to be placed in that black night sky.
By many eager eyes
Read it as a noble and sacred.
When the teacher quietly faces the night sky
From between her fingers
Will flash for us kindly
A series of fairy-tale dreams
Poetry 9 Primary school celebrates Teachers' Day "September, a song dedicated to teachers"
September, the golden season;
September, a warm season;
September, the season when flowers are in full bloom;
September, the season of innocence.
Facing the breeze in September,
We came to nature,
Pick a bunch of flowers and give them to the teacher.
Send a ray of laughter to the teacher
Today is your festival,
All young pioneers have the same wish.
May you be happy forever.
I can't forget your pleasant demeanor on the podium;
I can't forget your hard figure under the night light;
I can't forget your amiable smile;
I can't forget your serious and responsible spirit.
It is you who led us on the ship of knowledge;
You taught us how to swim in the sea of knowledge.
We made it,
You are our teacher;
We are famous.
You are still our teacher;
No matter how wonderful our performance is,
You will always be our teacher.
Facing the red scarf of our new era.
You can only smile,
Worry and sadness are always reserved for lonely days.
You think we don't know anything
Dear teacher:
You have worked hard!
Your efforts,
Your hard work
We can see it.
Look! The scarlet scarf is as red as fire!
Floating in every corner of the motherland.
On 9.6 million square kilometers of land,
Every red scarf is a beating note,
Let's sing!
Let's jump!
Celebrate the great September 10.
Celebrate the glorious September 10.
Listen! What a wonderful song that is.
That is a song dedicated to teachers all over the world.
Remember it! September 10.
Remember it!
In September,
A song for the teacher.
Primary School Poetry Celebrates Teachers' Day 10 Speech in September
How many sunshine chalks will I use in September?
In order to write down my inner blessing and respect.
The bell rang for class.
Chrysanthemums are in bloom.
Osmanthus fragrans is in bloom.
The heart is also blooming.
How hard should I work in September?
In order to gently open the bag in the sky.
Take out the moon's pencil box.
What kind of mood should I use?
Write something like this-
There is no diamond brighter than a star.
There is no more fertile land than blackboard.
September, starting from Milan.
I touch it again and again with my eyes.
The word is called "teacher"
A kind word.
Warm words
A word of comfort.
A boiling word.
A person needs a thousand heartbeats and a thousand breaths.
A thousand eyes
Words that can only add color
From peaches and plums to silver hair
Open the exercise book
It is equivalent to opening up a vast field.
Those naughty boys are cotton.
Those shy girls are peach blossoms.
There was a ring at the bell
Run happier than anyone else.
It's the rabbit named Youth.
A field as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade
There are also strong winds, heavy rains and unknown bugs.
Whose eyes are like umbrellas?
Whose eyes are like electricity?
Tick during the day
Night crossing
Blue ink is another color of life.
Red ink is another river of time.
I saw that figure on my desk in September.
Shake in the light
All the crops in the garden are asleep.
Wake up, it is this tireless nerve of September,
I praised a blackboard.
Praise a piece of chalk
Praise the burning red candle.
Compliment a table three feet square.
I will use up 100 tons of gold powder in September.
Write down these two words heavily: teach-teacher-
Add the words "glory" and "people"
In September, I was interested in an ordinary pointer.
Silently staring at the ceremony—
the whole wide world
There is no better way.
There is no lightning brighter than it.
There is no higher ladder. ...
Teachers' Day Poetry in Primary Schools 1 1 Ode to September
On the Qinghai Plateau, this vast land.
Plant one highland barley after another.
They don't need much nutrition.
Just a handful of dirt and a beam of sunshine.
They will continue to grow.
See one highland barley field after another.
On the special day of September 10.
I thought of all the teachers in rural and pastoral areas.
We are associated with books and chalk.
Long day after day.
A long way to spread culture in local languages
In autumn, highland barley shows a golden smile.
My parents harvest highland barley.
In a campus, teachers have gained something.
Spread the joy of culture, holiday greetings.
On September 10, a blessing warmed the plateau land.
Nowadays, the changes in rural pastoral areas have turned upside down.
The sound of books on campus is a constant landscape.
Just like highland barley, wheat always sticks to the plateau.
The harvest song in the field filled with golden juice
The graceful dance of arms and sickles.
The campus in autumn also has the fragrance of sweat.
On this day, we send blessings to rural teachers.
Here are three glasses of highland barley wine that can ignite passion.
Poetry 12 "Song for Teachers" in primary schools to celebrate Teachers' Day
They say you are a gardener.
Disseminate human knowledge.
They say you look like your parents.
Care about the progress of every student.
Hand in hand, you teach us to write.
Love makes us read aloud.
It's hard to forget your cracked fingers.
Filled with pen dust
It's hard to forget your white hair.
Flashing in front of the lamp
You take us to spring.
sow seeds
We will be with you in autumn.
Share the fruit
Who said you were ordinary?
This is the silence of the unsung hero.
Who said you were humble?
You just stand in the peaks and valleys of the mountains.
Glory, teacher
You put the hope of the country on the table.