Poems about those who are lucky enough to meet a good teacher include:
1. "Teacher Silkworm"
Teaching your children and your daughters has been hard work for half a lifetime.
A head full of white hair, sweet milk for a lifetime.
2. "Six Poems of Tian Jing Sha·Pictures of Yixian"
Thinking of the world thousands of miles away and looking to the infinite future.
Exhibiting unparalleled talents and returning to the Yaotai, the world was horrified.
3. "Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai·The sun is setting in the daytime in the mighty sorrow of separation"
The sun is setting in the daytime in the mighty sorrow of separation, chanting the whip to the east points to the end of the world.
The falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers.
4. "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall of Lord Heling"
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The Green Field Hall opened to occupy Wuhua, and passers-by gave instructions to Linggong's house.
Why should I plant more flowers in front of the hall when my father-in-law has peaches and plums all over the world?
5. "Untitled"
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up.
When you look into the mirror at dawn, you are worried about the clouds on your temples. When you sing at night, you should feel the cold moonlight.
There is not much way to Penglai, so the blue bird is diligent in visiting.