Poetry about praising education 1. Ask for a lot of ancient poems, sentences and words about praise education
Spring is still here.
Candle is more intense.
Planting peaches and plums
Fruitful China
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Rain and dew moisten peaches and plums
Black and white painting spring and autumn
Who knows the snow on the temple?
The sun and the moon are disappearing.
1. A long historical map
Become a pillar of talent,
Sky, land and sea.
Running around half my life,
Sailing again today,
Yao Lu Mountain is high in water.
2. Teacher Kuang Huanxue
Highly respected, knowledgeable,
Look up to the hero.
Right time, right place and right person,
Use a pen like a demon,
It's amazing.
3. Wang Bencheng
Dare to say, dare to do,
No complaints, no regrets.
Storms and thunder,
Exhale, raise your eyebrows,
Who is this world except me?
4. Huilan Pavilion
For the country, for the family, for the people,
Wind, sun and rain.
Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds,
The sun, the moon and the stars,
With the pursuit of a lifetime.
5. Guan Zhongtu
Be honest,
Do things aboveboard.
Bring together heroes from all sides,
A famous teacher,
The world is open to me.
6. One-line diagram
Thinking about Wan Li,
Look at the infinite future.
A genius,
Back to Yaotai,
Heaven and earth are stunned.
The green field hall occupies the glory of all things,
Passers-by point to your home.
Your father is full of peaches and plums,
Why use the front of the hall like a dream Yao platform when you know that the jade girl is coming?
The singer is far away, and the flowers are surrounded by shadows.
Laugh at my leisure three times and miss you seven times.
With red leaves, poetry and wine are endless.
A variety of flowers.
One-line diagram
Thinking about Wan Li,
Look at the infinite future.
A genius,
Back to Yaotai,
Heaven and earth are stunned.
Huilange
For the country, for the family, for the people,
Wind, sun and rain.
Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds,
The sun, the moon and the stars,
Accompany a lifelong pursuit
silkworm
Educate children and daughters,
Working hard for half a generation.
With white hair,
Life is sweet.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. (Li Shangyin has no title) Taoli has nothing to say, all over the world.
2. Praise the teacher's poem.
1, teachers are easy to meet, but teachers are hard to meet. -Sima Guang
2. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin
3, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. -Gong Zizhen
4, there is no teacher in the world, so the old road is beneficial. -Liu Zongyuan
5, a teacher for a day, a father for life. -Guan Hanqing
6, the ancient scholars must be strict with the teacher, and the teacher is strict and respectful. —— Ouyang Xiu
7. Scholars must seek teachers, and teachers are essential. -Cheng Yi
8, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu
9, teacher, so preaching, teaching, and confusing. -Han Yu
10, Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by old cadres. New students will be born next year, and 100 thousand dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi. -Zheng Xie
1 1, saints are impermanent. -Han Yu
12, it is better to study as a teacher. Yang Xiong
13, a teacher who is expensive to learn is also an expensive friend. —— Tang Zhen
14, ancient holy king, no disrespect to the teacher. lv buwei
15, Dong Gong Bai bastard, Nansi Zen master. Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart. -Bai Juyi
3. Praise the teacher's poem
Untitled time was long before I met her, but it was longer than after we parted, and the east wind rose and flowers fell.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There is no road from Pengshan to Bluebird. Listen! -Give me what she said! Praise the teacher. I remember your hands were covered with powder. I remember your kind teaching. I remember your new silver hair. Because of you, students can become talents. The world is so civilized because of you. Teacher, you are a bright light, and you have found a home for the children who have lost their way. You are the angel of September, dedicated to the teacher, and arrived as scheduled. Therefore, the world is brilliant.
We sing September, because it is your eternal festival. We remember September because it was our sincere confession.
September is an emotional cup. We hold high our sincere wishes with our hands. Please drink a toast. The music has been played in September, please accept our gifts in September, all the teachers who are struggling in the education front.
The teacher praised others for getting gold from life. You can only get flowers. Your gold is the sunrise, your silver is the fifteenth moon, and you are still whistling happily. Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums. Celebrate Teachers' Day. It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring. Who is it-educating naughty people into people who can help others? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts.
Who is it-to train young people into mature and sensible teenagers? It is you! Teacher! Your protection makes us grow up healthily. The autumn season is fruitful.
You have worked hard! Teacher! People who work hard in the heat and cold. You have worked hard! Teacher! Dedicate youth to nothingness.
We pay high tribute to you! -You have worked hard, teacher! I can only help you here, old teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring, nourishing flowers and irrigating the earth, and we are also trying to suck the drizzle and grow. Teacher-you are like an autumn breeze, blowing the yellow land and calling for rice. We have a bumper harvest.
Teacher-in my dark life, you lit the brightest lamp for me; Teacher-you are the guide on my misty life; Teacher-you pointed out the direction for me in my rough life; Teacher-you gave me a pair of powerful wings, let me travel in the world of knowledge! You present a flower, I present a flower, let's weave a big wreath for my dear teacher and mother. It is you who gave the seeds, the warmth like sunshine; It was you who watered the seedlings with sweat.
Your eyes are like bright stars, shining with charming brilliance; Your singing is like a clear spring, which brings joy to everyone. Wherever we go, always remember your feelings; No matter where we go.
Always remember your words. Wherever we go, always remember your love; Wherever we go, it will be a flower of yours.
The golden wind sends laughter, and the sweet-scented osmanthus floats. Today's teacher's holiday is coming again.
Teachers have worked hard for our growth. We will never forget the teacher's love for us.
Hello, teacher! People compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves. People compare teachers to gardeners and cultivate peaches and plums all over the world.
Teachers are the noblest career in the world. The teacher gave us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine.
The teacher guided us to the path of sunny life. Teachers expect us to be the sun in the new century.
The teacher's words moisten my heart like spring rain. The teacher watered our growth with the rain of knowledge.
Gentle spring rain is the teacher's love for us. The teacher's words and deeds are like spring rain.
The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up as red flowers. The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently.
The green leaves symbolize that teachers are always young. When we bloom like flowers, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves.
Teachers are like trees, with blue sky overhead and feet on the earth, silently benefiting the society. Teachers are big trees, bringing spring scenery to the world.
The teacher sowed the seeds of hope and cultivated us into a forest. Young trees grow into pillars, never forgetting the gardener's cultivation.
Yes, teachers' enthusiasm is like the sun, teachers' teaching is like spring rain, teachers' style is like green leaves, teachers' career is like a tree, and our teachers are good.
4. Poetry praising education
Silk is still in spring, and peaches and plums are planted on thicker boards. The fruits are all from China. Untitled, rainy and moist, peaches and plums painted in black and white. Who knows that the snow is in the temples, and the sun and the moon are gradually disappearing 1. It has a long history and is the pillar of talents, land and sea. It has been busy for half a century, and now it is sailing, and the water in Yao Lu Mountain is very long. 2. The teacher Kuang Huanxue is highly respected, knowledgeable and values heroes. He is four years old. Huilan Pavilion is for the country, the family and the people, with wind, rain and sunshine. Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, sun, moon and stars, accompany you to pursue all your life. 5. Guan Zhongtu is honest and aboveboard. He brought together heroes from all sides to become a famous teacher, and the world was free for me. 6. Easy to look forward to the Wan Li world and the infinite future. He scattered brilliant talents and returned to Yaotai, which shocked the world. The Green Field Hall is open. Passers-by pointed at your husband's house. Your husband is all over the world. Why not use the front hall like Mengyao Platform, knowing that Jade Girl is coming? Singers wander in the shadow of flowers. Laugh at me three times and miss you seven times. I flow with the red leaves, and there are countless poems and wines. I plant more flowers. Yixian plans to cherish the Wan Li world and look forward to the infinite future. I will show my outstanding talents and return to Yao.
Silk is still in spring, and peaches and plums are planted on thicker boards. The fruits are all from China. Untitled, rainy and moist, peaches and plums painted in black and white. Who knows that the snow is in the temples, and the sun and the moon are gradually disappearing 1. It has a long history and is the pillar of talents, land and sea. It has been busy for half a century, and now it is sailing, and the water in Yao Lu Mountain is very long. 2. The teacher Kuang Huanxue is highly respected, knowledgeable and values heroes. He is four years old. Huilan Pavilion is for the country, the family and the people, with wind, rain and sunshine. Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, sun, moon and stars, accompany you to pursue all your life. 5. Guan Zhongtu is honest and aboveboard. He brought together heroes from all sides to become a famous teacher, and the world was free for me. 6. Easy to look forward to the Wan Li world and the infinite future. He scattered brilliant talents and returned to Yaotai, which shocked the world. The Green Field Hall is open. Passers-by pointed at your husband's house. Your husband is all over the world. Why not use the front hall like Mengyao Platform, knowing that Jade Girl is coming? Singers wander in the shadow of flowers. Laugh at me three times and miss you seven times. I flow with the red leaves, and there are countless poems and wines. I plant more flowers. Yixian plans to cherish the Wan Li world and look forward to the infinite future. I will show my outstanding talents and return to Yao. With the lifelong pursuit of teachers, silkworms have worked hard for half a generation to teach their children. With white hair, they are willing to milk for life. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. (Li Shangyin has no title) Peach and plum are speechless, all over the world.
5. Praise the teacher's poem
The most glorious profession under the sun, the engineer of human soul; Three-foot platform, three-inch tongue, three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums, ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain, and a hundred thousand pillars. Silkworms in spring will weave to death, and candles will drain the wick every night. There must be teachers like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others.
We are the flowers of our motherland, and our teacher is a diligent gardener. Teachers are like a long bridge leading to the knowledge coast.
Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating us. The teacher is like a big tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain.
Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. You have propped up the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Teacher, the engineer of human soul, who won't praise you! Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty.
It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines. You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself.
This selfless dedication is unforgettable. Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring.
Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. You, the teacher's love, is the greatest and cleanest in the world! If we are a ship, then the teacher is a sail, leading us forward in the ocean of knowledge; If we want to embark on a journey, teachers are like candles in our hands, illuminating the bumpy road in our study.
You let us open the window of our hearts, you gave us spiritual support, you sent us on the road of learning and gave us endless encouragement. Teacher, we will always remember you.
Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty. It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart! You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere.
You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest; You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff. When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water. And when you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water.
Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is your art of education.
Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people. The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.
Teacher, you use the noblest feelings of human beings-love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing strength ... sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher. You work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland; You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.
Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines. There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored.
If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea. And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.
Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step. You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself.
This selfless dedication is unforgettable. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as turbulent as a rushing river ... Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life.
Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you. Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring.
Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.
The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others. Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Looking at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you.
6. What poems praise "education"?
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.
Interpretation: Spring silkworms spit out silk until they die, and candles burn to ashes to drip dry teardrop wax oil.
Decline: I am well aware of Song Yu's misery, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. -Du Fu's "The Second of Five Records of Places of Interest"
Interpretation: Fallen leaves are well aware of the sadness of Song Yuzhi, who is romantic and elegant, and can be regarded as my teacher.
North Lu bad pavilion barrier, Wentun thousands of miles division. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow
Interpretation: Uighurs harass the border village and guard the border with heavy troops.
The son of heaven is called benevolence, and benevolence is like a teacher. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow
Interpretation: The son of heaven is called benevolent life, the benevolent teacher is called benevolent life, and the sage is appointed as a servant.
Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall? -Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall of Gong Ling in Fenghe"
Interpretation: Your father's students are all over the world, so there is no need to plant flowers in front of the house.
7. Poetry praising education
Ode to teachers
You present a flower, I present a flower, let's weave a big wreath for my dear teacher and mother. It is you who give the seeds sunshine warmth; It was you who watered the seedlings with sweat.
Your eyes are like bright stars, shining with charming brilliance; Your singing is like a clear spring, which brings joy to everyone.
Wherever we go, always remember your feelings; No matter where we go. Always remember your words.
Wherever we go, always remember your love; Wherever we go, it will be a flower of yours.
Teachers have worked hard for our growth. We will never forget the teacher's love for us.
Hello, teacher!
People compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves. People compare teachers to gardeners and cultivate peaches and plums all over the world.
Education is the noblest cause in the world.
The teacher gave us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine. The teacher guided us to the path of sunny life. Teachers expect us to be the sun in the new century. The teacher's words moisten my heart like spring rain. The teacher watered our growth with the rain of knowledge. Gentle spring rain is the teacher's love for us. The teacher's words and deeds are like spring rain. The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up as red flowers. The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently.
The green leaves symbolize that teachers are always young.
When we bloom like flowers, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves. Teachers are like trees, with blue sky overhead and feet on the earth, silently benefiting the society.
Teachers are big trees, bringing spring scenery to the world.
The teacher sowed the seeds of hope and cultivated us into a forest.
Young trees grow into pillars, never forgetting the gardener's cultivation.
Yes, teachers' enthusiasm is like the sun, and teachers' teaching is like spring rain.
Teachers' style is like green leaves, teachers' occupation is like a tree, and our teachers are good.
I remember your powdered hands, your charitable teachings, and your new silver hair. Because of you, students can become talents, and because of you, the world will be so civilized.
Teacher, you are a bright light.
Find a home for the lost children
Teacher, you are an angel. Others get gold from life. You can only get flowers. Your gold is the sunrise, your silver is the fifteenth moon, and you are still whistling happily. Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums
Who-led the ignorant us into the spacious classroom,
Teach us a wealth of knowledge?
It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring. Who is it-educating naughty people into people who can help others?
It is you! Teacher!
Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts. Who is it-to train young people into mature and sensible teenagers?
It is you! Teacher!
Your protection makes us grow up healthily. The autumn season is fruitful. You have worked hard! Teacher!
People who work hard in the heat and cold.
You have worked hard! Teacher! Dedicate youth to nothingness. We pay high tribute to you!
-You have worked hard, teacher! I can only help you here, old teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring, nourishing flowers and irrigating the earth, and we are also trying to suck the drizzle and grow. Teacher-you are like an autumn breeze, blowing the yellow land and calling for rice. We have a bumper harvest.
Teacher-in my dark life, you lit the brightest lamp for me;
Teacher-you are the guide on my misty life; Teacher-you pointed out the direction for me in my rough life; Teacher-you gave me a pair of powerful wings, let me travel in the world of knowledge!
8. What are the poems that praise the teacher?
spring silkworm
Li Shangyin, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote the poem "Spring silkworms die, and night candles burn the wick", which brought the perseverance, faithfulness and dedication of spring silkworms to the extreme and became a beautiful sentence sung through the ages. People vividly compare teachers to "spring silkworms", which is a high evaluation of teachers' selfless dedication and noble quality. People praise teachers as spring silkworms, who "spit out all the silk threads in their hearts, pour infinite love into life, and weave a bright and warm world without knowing anything". "Spring Silkworm" is a title that teachers feel extremely honored. Zhu Guangqian, a famous educator, said: "As long as I live, I will spin silk for a day. I hope that the silk I spit out can add a little warmth to the world and make spring stronger. "
Spring silkworm is pure and flawless, with noble temperament; In spring, I ate a few green leaves and spit out a splendid picture. Only glorious people's teachers are worthy of this title, because the excellent quality of spring silkworms is endless and spinning.
Candle-the warmest and moving title
candle
This famous saying comes from Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. People praise candles because they burn themselves silently and illuminate others with their own light until they burn themselves out. Speaking of the quality of candles, people will think of their beloved teachers, who impart knowledge to students and illuminate their voyage with the light of wisdom and character. Isn't this selfless dedication to "light the way for others, let others see the light and burn themselves out" the most vivid metaphor for people's teachers? "If the red candle glows and gives off heat, it carefully cultivates the excellent materials of the country, just like a spring silkworm who has no regrets and dedicates herself to education." This pair of couplets encouraged by the teacher is the recognition and pride of the title of "candle".
A willing helmsman
Lu Xun, a great modern writer, famously said, "Bow your head and be a willing ox", which sublimated and carried forward the spirit of a willing ox. Later, people used "willing to be a willing ox" to describe a person who is willing to serve the people and is selfless. People call the teacher Gan Niu because it is a well-deserved and most appropriate metaphor. Our country has always had the traditional virtue that teachers and students are "as close as father and son". Teachers love their students as much as their own children, work as hard as a willing cow, are willing to make dedication, and make all efforts to cultivate a willing child without asking for anything in return. Liu Rangxian, an outstanding teacher in China who won the "Ruzi Niu Award", has been rooted in the rural areas of Qinghai Plateau for decades and worked as hard as an ox, dedicating his love to his children selflessly. Liu Rangxian is an outstanding representative of teachers and a vivid embodiment of the spirit of "a willing ox". The spirit of "a willing ox" is characterized by "deep love, silent cultivation, hard struggle and selfless dedication" and "eating grass to milk". These excellent qualities are embodied in the vast number of teachers in our country. Therefore, calling a teacher a "Confucian cow" is China's most distinctive compliment.
It takes three generations to make a gentleman.
Teaching is like a spring breeze, and teachers are as deep as the sea.