Zhang ailing
This is a colorful paradise, and this is the land of Miao Zhuang.
This is mom's hope, and this is the cradle of dolls.
Who here has the ambition of Dayu and the heart of Yao and Shun?
Who here has omnipotent wisdom and loving maternal love?
Tell me, who are your tears for?
Tell me, who is your smiling face blooming like a flower for?
It's you, me, him and our glorious kindergarten teacher.
A flash of wisdom, a voice as bright as the sun,
Sprouting seedlings, green leaves with umbrellas, blooming flowers, flying birds,
You, me, him, us, our glorious kindergarten teacher,
Here, the dream of love flies here.
2. The most beautiful teacher
Zhang ailing
I want to harvest the breeze,
You gave me the whole spring.
I want to hold a spray,
You gave me the whole ocean.
I want to pick a green leaf,
You gave me the whole forest.
I want to kiss a snowflake,
You gave me the whole silver world.
You bloom at the highest point,
I also gave all the most beautiful moments to my students.
A loss makes you eternal, because that unforgettable beauty.
That gorgeous and boundless morning and the fading back,
It has been fixed in my heart forever as an old photo!
3. "Poetry in Praise of Preschool Teachers"
Zhang ailing
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.
4. Ode to the teacher's soul
Gongyan
Spring breeze, rain and dew, sunshine?
How open-minded are you?
Lesson plan, red pen, forum?
How brilliant is your career?
Don't want to get rich?
Hope the campus is strong?
Let it pass like water?
Just ask if China has a pillar.
block ...
Teacher, teacher?
You are the burning sun.
365 nights a year
Always light up the sky of knowledge
5. "Bees"
Tang Dynasty: Luo Yin
No matter underground or on the mountain, where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees busy. ?
After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet?
Explanation:
No matter on the flat ground, on the mountain, where flowers bloom in the wind, there are bees running.
Bee, you picked all the flowers and made nectar. Who have you worked hard for and who do you want to taste the sweetness?