Poems praising the kindergarten teacher 1 Her temples are gray,
The child calls her grandmother the director.
She is broad-minded and great,
Embrace generations of children.
Her hands are strong,
Hold up the sky of countless children.
Her thoughts are supreme,
Willing to give treatment and status, never thought about it.
She spoke softly,
Like dewdrops that moisten seedlings,
Her life is like sunshine,
The laughter that shines on every child,
Witness the growth of every child.
Her body was beaten.
The footprints of countless children growing up,
She is a kindergarten teacher.
On September 2nd, a poetry reading meeting for kindergarten teachers was held 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.
Poetry 3 praising kindergarten teachers, and some people 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