A collection of 15 poems for teachers on Teachers’ Day 2018
1. "I will become you when I grow up"
Inch by inch of chalk< /p>
Dye your hair white
Rise up and light it into a candle
Illuminate others
Let the hieroglyphics one by one
Be your footprints
Climb to the top of the cliff
Let those who come after you step on your shoulders
Send batches of students on the road
p>Sparkling stars
Radiating brilliance
Using up the last bit of residual heat
This is the life of a teacher
Engineer of the human soul!
2. "Teacher, thank you for your hard work"
Who is it——
Leading the ignorant us into the spacious classroom,
Teach us a wealth of knowledge?
It’s you! teacher!
With your hard work and sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who -
educates us who are naughty
into people who can be considerate and help others?
It’s you! teacher!
Your care is like the gentle spring breeze
It warms our hearts.
Who is it -
who nurtures us
into mature and sensible teenagers?
It’s you! teacher!
Your protection allows us to grow healthily.
Bear fruit in the golden autumn season.
Thank you for your hard work! teacher!
People who work hard in the scorching heat and cold.
Thank you for your hard work! teacher!
People who devote their youth to nothing.
We have the highest respect for you!
——Thank you for your hard work, teacher!
3. "Teacher's Praise"
How many years have the seasons reincarnated, how many springs, summers, autumns and winters,
You are a red candle burning bright life,
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You have dedicated so much blood and sweat without asking for a famous name in history.
You spread the fire of wisdom with your true feelings.
Just like the spring silkworm devotes its life to loyalty,
Just like the winter plum singing the song of early spring.
How many blind nights, how many times have the lights been on?
In the long night, you have been sitting at your desk,
Adding gorgeous hair to your black hair , the three-foot podium was full of laughter,
You shorten the distance between hearts with your friendship.
You are the sunshine that melts the indifferent ice and snow,
You are the one who guides people out of the labyrinth of science.
Ah! Glorious teacher, hardworking gardener!
The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicated to your selfless soul.
Ah! Glorious teacher, hardworking gardener!
The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicated to your selfless soul.
4. "Dedicated to the Beloved Teacher"
What does the teacher look like?
Teachers are like red candles,
lighting up the journey of knowledge.
What does the teacher look like?
Teachers are like spring rain,
spreading bits and pieces of knowledge into our hearts.
What does the teacher look like?
Teachers are like gardeners,
cultivating our young children into adults who understand knowledge.
What does the teacher look like?
The teacher is like a golden key,
leading us who are ignorant into the treasure house of knowledge.
What does the teacher look like?
Teachers are like our mothers.
They stay with us every day and tell us some rich and colorful knowledge.
It is the teachers who have given us so much knowledge.
Here I would like to wish all the teachers to stay young and beautiful forever.
5. "Teacher's Eyes"
The teacher's eyes are like the moon at night,
We are stars,
In the teacher's smile,
twinkles.
The teacher’s eyes are like an endless ocean.
We are small fishes,
in the arms of the teacher,
swimming around happily.
The teacher’s eyes are like the blue sky.
We are one white cloud after another.
Under her gaze,
floated around freely,
The teacher’s eyes were like a mirror.
Can illuminate our souls.
6. "Ode to Teachers"
Others get gold from life
You can only get the fragrance of flowers
Your gold is morning The sun
Your silver is the fifteenth moon
But you still whistle happily
Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums
< p> 7. "Praise the Teacher"I once remembered your hands covered with powder
I once remembered your charitable teachings
I once Remember your new silver hair
Because of you, students can become talented
Because of you, the world can be so civilized
Teacher, you are the light
Find HOME for lost children
Teacher, you are an angel
8. "Praise the Teacher"
September, as scheduled And arrived.
The world is brilliant because of this.
We sing September,
for it is your eternal festival.
We remember September,
because this is our sincere confession.
September is a cup overflowing with love,
We raise it high with both hands
Amid sincere blessings,
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Please cheers.
The music of September has been played.
Please accept our September gift.
All teachers who are working hard on the education front.
9. "Praise the Teacher"
You offer a flower,
I offer a flower,
Let us weave a A large wreath,
dedicated to my dear teacher mother.
It was you who gave the seeds,
the warmth of the sun;
it was you who used your sweat,
to water the seedlings.
Your eyes are like bright stars,
sparkling with charming brilliance;
Your singing is like a spring stream,
Bringing joy to everyone.
No matter where we go,
I will always remember your love;
No matter where we go.
Always remember your words.
No matter where we go,
always remember your love;
No matter where we go,
it will always be you of a flower.
10. "Praise to the Teacher"
The golden wind brings laughter, and the fragrance of osmanthus flowers floats.
Teacher’s Day is here again today.
Teachers have worked hard for our growth.
We will never forget the teacher’s caress for us.
Hello, teacher!
People compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves.
People compare teachers to gardeners, cultivating peaches and plums to bloom all over the world.
Teaching is the noblest cause under the sun.
The teacher gave us the sunshine of ideals and the sunshine of wisdom.
The teacher guides us to embark on the road of life full of sunshine.
The teacher expects us to become the sun of the new century.
The teacher’s words are like spring rain nourishing my heart.
Teachers use the rain and dew of knowledge to water our growth.
The gentle spring rain is the teacher’s care for us.
The teacher’s words and deeds are like spring rain moistening things silently.
The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up like a red flower.
The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently.
The green color of the leaves symbolizes the teacher’s everlasting youth.
When we bloom like flowers, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves.
Teachers are like big trees with blue sky above their heads.
With their feet on the earth, they silently benefit society.
Teachers are big trees that bring spring to the world.
The teacher sows the seeds of hope and cultivates us into a forest.
The small trees grow into pillars, and the gardener’s nurturing kindness is never forgotten.
Yes, the teacher’s enthusiasm is like the sun, the teacher’s teachings are like spring rain,
the teacher’s style is like green leaves,
the teacher’s career is like a big tree, < /p>
Our teachers are just good.
11.
Send you a bouquet of flowers
To express our respect for you;
Send you a beautiful song,
Bring you a touch of sweetness.
Teacher - you have worked hard,
It is you who have led us through the wind and rain,
It is you who have nurtured us with the nutrition of knowledge,
But never ask for anything in return.
It’s you who gives us answers to difficult questions.
It’s you who tell us:
When you encounter difficulties,
don’t speak easily. give up.
From then on, our lives
are filled with joy at all times.
A lot less worries,
Added a sense of perseverance.
It is another harvest autumn,
You are still holding the colorful paintbrush tightly in your hand.
Depicting a beautiful blueprint,
Nourishing the peaches and plums of the motherland.
You are still preparing lessons carefully late at night,
In your sleep, you are still recalling the joy of our success.
We are the flowers blooming in spring,
It is you who play the beautiful melody to us.
You are a hard-working gardener,
We will remember your sincere words.
Take every step of your life well,
Be friendly, fit, realistic and enterprising!
12.
The teacher is like a gardener, with peaches and plums all over the world;
The teacher is like a red candle, burning himself to illuminate us;
Teacher Like a bee, hardworking and brave;
A teacher is like a mother, beautiful and kind;
A teacher is like a book, giving us a lot of knowledge.
Happy Teacher’s Day to my dear teacher.
13.
Finally I have to say goodbye,
in this vast summer.
The sky is very high and blue,
The fragrance of gardenias is wafting in the wind.
We walked together for the last time on the path at dusk.
We heard someone singing the song we once sang in the setting sun.
We looked at each other and smiled.
Such singing reminds us of the past that will never come back.
It reminds us of the countless partings we have seen in the past.
We have also sung outside of those separations,
But today it is our turn.
We say goodbye in the summer wind, saying goodbye with care.
In order to say goodbye this time, we spent our entire youth as a pavement.
We are ready for everything.
There will never be such a luxurious and grand farewell in this life.
But tears still come from the bottom of our hearts. Rushing out,
Just like those young years that have passed away and never come back.
You told me, don’t cry anymore,
We will never forget everything in the past, and we believe that there will be eternity in this world.
But why? When I raised my head, I saw tears in your eyes.
Then let us cry happily once.
Holding your hand in the wind of this summer,
Let us think of the days we have spent together,
Thinking of those who will never come back Dream,
Let everything pass through my heart again.
This may be the last and gentlest summer of our young years.
After this summer we will face many seasons,
many separations.
But there can be no more summers like this, no more farewells like this.
We will think of this summer again and again,
think of all the laughter and tears, think of all the sobriety and intoxication,
also think of all the friendships and love.
Many years later, on a similar summer night,
we will open the yellowed memory book.
All the writing will be blurred.
Only the gardenia that we sandwiched into the book still retains the last trace of this summer. A wisp of aroma.
14.
I once remembered your hands covered with powder
I once remembered your charitable teachings
I I remember your new silver hairs
Because of you, students can become talented
Because of you, the world can be so civilized
Teacher, you are Beacon
Find HOME for lost children
Teacher, you are an angel
September, dedicated to teachers
September, Arrived as expected.
The world is brilliant because of this.
We sing September,
for it is your eternal festival.
We remember September,
because this is our sincere confession.
September is a cup overflowing with love,
We raise it high with both hands
Amid sincere blessings,
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Please cheers.
The music of September has been played.
Please accept our September gift.
All teachers who are working hard on the education front.
15.
Others get gold from life
You can only get the fragrance of flowers
Your gold is the morning sun
p>Your silver is like the fifteenth moon
But you are still whistling happily
Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums