Modern teachers' day poems 1. Modern Poetry of Teachers' Day
★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem1:★★★★★ Four spring rains prepare for a rainy day, and several autumn rains wash the gap.
Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon, and chalk writes the spring and autumn without words. Before the spring is old, the silk spits, and the candle tears turn into gray and autumn is thicker.
Peach and plum are sown in three thousand gardens in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits. I love my teacher. A teacher is like a red candle, which ignites the fire in the students' hearts, but burns itself until the red candle turns to ashes.
Teachers, like gardeners, feed our flowers, but work hard for themselves until their physical strength is exhausted. We must become the pillars of the country when we grow up! The teacher is so selfless! Ah! Teacher, we love you! ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 3: ★★★-Teacher, hard work-lead us into the spacious classroom and 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! ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 4: ★★★★ 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. ★★★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 5: ★★★★★★★ You give a flower, I give a flower, let's make a big wreath and give it to 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. Praise the teacher's poem 6: September, 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. 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. Because of you, the world is so civilized. You are a bright light to find your tutor for the lost children. You are an angel. Praise the teacher. Psalm 8: Praise the teacher for getting gold from life for others. You can only get flowers. Your gold is the morning sun. Your money.
2. Modern American Poetry about Teachers' Day
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Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division are not your efforts! Poetry and songs can't stop praising you! You water our ideal flowers with the nectar of knowledge; You moistened the beautiful fruit of our feelings with the clear spring of your heart. In this unusual festival, offer our deep blessing!
Every year, I send you the first sunshine of spring and a greeting card, my dear teacher. May spring be with you forever!
The sun shines and the gardener's heart is warm; Rain and dew moisten, peaches, plums and buds are red-I wish you a happy Teacher's Day.
You are a gardener, adding beauty to the mountains and rivers of the motherland; You are like a spring rain, nourishing peaches and plums, and the land of China is full of fragrance. In this festive festival, let me present a heart flower to express my loyal wishes to you.
Writing carols with rosy clouds all over the sky and composing poems with flowers all over the place can't express our congratulations on the teacher's holiday!
I am not your best student, but you are my most respected teacher. In your festival, I want to pay high tribute to you.
Dear teacher, your earnest teachings are like spring breeze, like Seo Woo, and you will never forget my heart. I sincerely wish you happiness!
We grow from seedlings to trees, but we will always be your students. I wish you more than 60 years old and the tree of life will be evergreen.
You teach students in accordance with their aptitude and are good at enlightening your mind. We congratulate you on your victory with excellent results!
Teacher, I wish you a generation of students and talents, and a generation of elites.
Teacher, you are sincere, kind and beautiful. May all the students' hearts be open to you.
May the music of my stream reverberate in your deep valley forever.
When the sea ebbs, colorful shells are left on the beach. When we graduate, we give our teachers sincere wishes.
Two Teachers' Day Poems
( 1)
Legend has it that angels sing beautiful songs when they are in the underworld.
I happened to pass that fork in the road.
The branches are cold and lonely.
The fragrance of sycamore flowers
A clean ray of light.
You broke a paper crane in your hand.
Long laugh
Oh, how quiet and noisy.
Lively loneliness staring at the distance.
I can't treat you like a sculpture or anything.
It's like thousands of walks
The trajectory is tortuous and must have its own direction.
Often ask, what is worthy of praise?
Unknown or earth-shattering
Well, I can hardly describe it with my mind.
Suddenly, you turn around.
A smile floats by the window.
It's just a metaphor
Just imagine.
The most touching hope turned out to be a casual look.
Passion precipitated and returned to my heart.
3. Modern poems about Teachers' Day (with title and author)
Our teacher
You are a candle,
Shine a faint candlelight;
You're a gardener,
Sweat trickled down;
Ah!
Teacher-
You raised me,
Let me shine for my motherland;
Ah!
Teacher-
You taught me how to be a man,
Your efforts flow in my blood!
Thank you very much, teacher.
Who is it-
Leading the ignorant into the spacious classroom,
Teach us a wealth of knowledge?
It is you! Teacher!
With your hard work and sweat,
Raising the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who is it-
Put naughty us
Educate people to be considerate and helpful?
It is you! Teacher!
Your care is like a warm spring breeze.
It warms our hearts.
Who is it-
Put young us
Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?
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!
A person who selflessly dedicates his youth.
We pay high tribute to you!
-You have worked hard, teacher!
4. Modern poems about grateful teachers
What is a modern poetry teacher like? Teachers are like red candles, illuminating the road of knowledge.
What is a teacher like? Teachers are like spring rain, spreading bits and pieces of knowledge in our hearts. What is a teacher like? Teachers, like gardeners, cultivate our young family into a large number of knowledgeable people.
What is a teacher like? Teachers are like a golden key, leading us into the treasure house of knowledge. What is a teacher like? Teachers, like our mothers, accompany us every day and tell us some colorful knowledge.
It is the teacher who has given us so much knowledge. I wish all the teachers will always be young and beautiful. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Praise gardener Jin for sending her cool and reading aloud.
The students are beautiful and keep silent about the teacher's feelings. Red candle bleeding and sweating, four modernizations education elite.
The garden is full of peaches and plums, and carols praise the gardener. = = = = = = = = = The gardener praised the morning dew for its ups and downs with the sunset. Why not draw a blueprint to raise the sun? Ten spring and autumn, peaches and plums, fragrant roots, chalk, writing youth, no regrets, glowing, suddenly looking back. Every teacher has a unique pair of hands.
A math teacher's hand is just like a magician's hand. It is composed of four symbols+,-,*, and÷÷and the number 10. Introducing us naive children into the temple of knowledge makes us feel the infinite charm of those "ducks (2)", "sickles (7)" and "braided hair (8)".
Math teacher, you have cultivated our rich imagination and clear thinking with your wonderful hands. Chinese teacher's hand is omnipotent in language.
Your hand can change the pinyin letters and let us know new words; Can change beautiful Chinese characters, let's imitate and practice; We can change vivid and fluent sentences, let us read aloud, learn … and cultivate our reading ability, writing ability and language expression ability. The art teacher's hands are extremely dexterous.
The flowers, trees, birds, animals, insects, fish and people that emerge from your hands are all lifelike. Your magical hand can "pick" the flowers in spring in winter and the fruits in autumn in summer, and the beautiful scenery in the distance can also be "moved" to the blackboard in front of us as it is ... Our aesthetic taste is improved unconsciously.
Teachers, like superb sculptors, spread knowledge, open wisdom and shape souls with omnipotent and dexterous hands. I love teachers, and I admire their magical hands! 3. September, September for teachers, 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. Poetic articles celebrating Teachers' Day-hard-working teachers-lead ignorant people into spacious classrooms and teach us rich knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who-who educated naughty us into understanding and helpful people? 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! 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
5. Modern teachers' poems
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 exciting as a rushing river. ...
Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag about 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! Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you!
Who is it-
Leading the ignorant into the spacious classroom,
Teach us a wealth of knowledge?
It is you! Teacher!
With your hard work and sweat,
Raising the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who is it-
Put naughty us
Educate people to be considerate and helpful?
It is you! Teacher!
Your care is like a warm spring breeze.
It warms our hearts.
Who is it-
Put young us
Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?
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!
2. Red Candle Praise
You inspired my gentle heart.
You filled my blank brain.
You wove my sweet dream.
You gave me the key to the future.
-My dear teacher.
colourful life
Full of your nutrition
A prosperous world
Rely on your background
My high sail
You made a mast.
My burning blood
You're willing to pay.
-My dear teacher.
Your life.
Always stand on the three-foot platform
Your seedlings
Toughness grows in every corner of this country.
In your deep wrinkles
Cultivate exuberant spirit.
In your white temple
Engrave a yearning heart.
-My dear teacher.
I remember your sincere teaching.
Red candle praise
spring
Sowing season.
Hard-working gardeners sow seeds,
In this season of revival, farming has begun again.
Flowers,
A busy place.
Hard-working bees with small lead pipes,
Picking flowers and making honey on this warm and fulfilling day.
Mulberry leaves,
A small stage.
White silkworm finishing silk thread,
Quietly sew a cotton-padded jacket in this humble place.
All this, all this, is you, the great teacher. You are a red candle, illuminating me and guiding me in the dark. The candle oil dripping from the candle body is your tears of excitement and joy. It's Teacher's Day again. Teacher, have a rest. In this short day, temporarily put out the warm flame on your head.
I want to tell you that you have worked hard!
6. Modern poems about teachers are badly needed.
1, when I came to you, I wanted to harvest a spring breeze, but you gave me the whole spring; I wanted to hold a handful of waves, but you gave me the whole ocean; I wanted to pick a red leaf, but you gave me the whole maple forest; I want to kiss a snowflake, but you gave me the whole silver world ... how can I thank you?
Teacher, you have given us knowledge, strength and courage to overcome difficulties, and let us go forward bravely. Teacher, I thank you! Thank you for your hard work, your selflessness and everything you have done for us.
Send you a bunch of flowers to show our respect for you; Send you a touching song, bring you a little sweetness. Teacher-you have worked hard, and you have led us through the difficulties. You raised us with the nutrition of knowledge, but never asked for anything in return. You told us not to give up easily when we encounter difficulties. Since then, our life has been full of joy at any time. We have less troubles and more perseverance. You still hold the colored brush in your hand. It depicts a beautiful blueprint and nourishes the peaches and plums of the motherland. In the middle of the night, you are still preparing lessons carefully, and in your sleep, you are still recalling the joy of our success. We are flowers in full bloom in spring, and you play a wonderful melody for us. You are a diligent gardener, and we will remember your earnest teachings. Take every step of life, be friendly, fit, realistic and realistic. 3. How many years of seasonal cycles, how many spring, summer, autumn and winter, you are a red candle burning bright life, and how much blood and sweat you have sacrificed. You don't want to stay in the long river of history, but you spread the fire of wisdom with your true feelings. Just like the spring silkworm dedicated her life's loyalty, just like the winter plum sang the song of early spring.
How many invisible nights, how many bright lights, there is a figure in front of your desk in the long night, you add hair in your hair, you laugh on the three-foot platform, and you shorten the distance between hearts with your love. You are the sunshine that melts the cold ice and snow, and you are the guide that leads people out of the maze of science.
Ah! Glorious teachers and hardworking gardeners! The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicating your selfless heart. Ah! Glorious teachers and hardworking gardeners! The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicating your selfless heart.
4. What is the teacher like? Teachers are like red candles, illuminating the road of knowledge. What is a teacher like? Teachers are like spring rain, spreading bits and pieces of knowledge in our hearts.
What is a teacher like? Teachers, like gardeners, cultivate our young family into a large number of knowledgeable people. What is a teacher like? Teachers are like a golden key, leading us into the treasure house of knowledge.
What is a teacher like? Teachers, like our mothers, accompany us every day and tell us some colorful knowledge. It is the teacher who has given us so much knowledge. I wish all the teachers will always be young and beautiful.
These are for your reference, choose by yourself! Happy Teachers' Day to all teachers in the world! ! ! I love my teacher. A teacher is like a red candle, which ignites the fire in the students' hearts, but burns itself until the red candle turns to ashes. Teachers, like gardeners, feed our flowers, but work hard for themselves until their physical strength is exhausted.
We must become the pillars of the country when we grow up! The teacher is so selfless! Ah! Teacher, we love you! ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 3: ★★★-Teacher, hard work-lead us into the spacious classroom and 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! ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 4: ★★★★ 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. ★★★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 5: ★★★★★★★ You give a flower, I give a flower, let's make a big wreath and give it to 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, bringing joy.
7. Poems about Teachers' Day
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
The teacher scooped up the water from Tianchi Lake and sprinkled it on the ground to cultivate new seedlings.
The crane sends silver silk to reflect the sun and the moon, and its efforts are full of new flowers.
The ends of the earth are everywhere, and only teachers are infinitely kind.
Those who drink its stream will cherish its source, and when they learn, they will miss my teacher.
Ancient scholars must have been strict with teachers before respecting them.
Scholars must seek teachers, and teachers are essential.
A good teacher is better than thousands of books.
Teaching is like a spring breeze, teachers are as deep as the sea, peaches and plums are all over the world, and spring is everywhere.
Once a teacher, always a father.
Three-foot platform, three-inch tongue, three-inch pen and three thousand peaches and plums.
Ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain and a hundred thousand columns.
Modern poetry
Standing on the seven-foot platform at sunrise, I am busy at my desk under the lamp at night. Do your best to water, the leaves are green, the flowers are red, and the spleen is fragrant.
In spring, I went to Qiu Lai to have fun, and in summer, I went to see the gardener. Laugh and watch the wonderful flowers bloom, and like to cultivate and create brilliance.
Three-foot apricot altar spends spring and autumn, and dried silk is better. Frost and moon temples mix early, and peaches and plums only work hard.
The moon is full of flowers, and people are gazing at each other under the lamp. Sweet tea is full of fragrant sleeves, and he writes about teaching alone.
In the dead of night, a bright lamp accompanied the book boat. I worked hard at my desk at night, and my teacher's morality set an example. Everything stayed.
8. Modern poems about grateful teachers
What is a modern poetry teacher like? Teachers are like red candles, illuminating the road of knowledge.
What is a teacher like? Teachers are like spring rain, spreading bits and pieces of knowledge in our hearts. What is a teacher like? Teachers, like gardeners, cultivate our young family into a large number of knowledgeable people.
What is a teacher like? Teachers are like a golden key, leading us into the treasure house of knowledge. What is a teacher like? Teachers, like our mothers, accompany us every day and tell us some colorful knowledge.
It is the teacher who has given us so much knowledge. I wish all the teachers will always be young and beautiful. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Praise gardener Jin for sending her cool and reading aloud.
The students are beautiful and keep silent about the teacher's feelings. Red candle bleeding and sweating, four modernizations education elite.
The garden is full of peaches and plums, and carols praise the gardener. = = = = = = = = = The gardener praised the morning dew for its ups and downs with the sunset. Why not draw a blueprint to raise the sun? Ten spring and autumn, peaches and plums, fragrant roots, chalk, writing youth, no regrets, glowing, suddenly looking back. Every teacher has a unique pair of hands.
A math teacher's hand is just like a magician's hand. It is composed of four symbols+,-,*, and÷÷and the number 10. Introducing us naive children into the temple of knowledge makes us feel the infinite charm of those "ducks (2)", "sickles (7)" and "braided hair (8)".
Math teacher, you have cultivated our rich imagination and clear thinking with your wonderful hands. Chinese teacher's hand is omnipotent in language.
Your hand can change the pinyin letters and let us know new words; Can change beautiful Chinese characters, let's imitate and practice; We can change vivid and fluent sentences, let us read aloud, learn … and cultivate our reading ability, writing ability and language expression ability. The art teacher's hands are extremely dexterous.
The flowers, trees, birds, animals, insects, fish and people that emerge from your hands are all lifelike. Your magical hand can "pick" the flowers in spring in winter and the fruits in autumn in summer, and the beautiful scenery in the distance can also be "moved" to the blackboard in front of us as it is ... Our aesthetic taste is improved unconsciously.
Teachers, like superb sculptors, spread knowledge, open wisdom and shape souls with omnipotent and dexterous hands. I love teachers, and I admire their magical hands! 3. September, September for teachers, 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. Poetic articles celebrating Teachers' Day-hard-working teachers-lead ignorant people into spacious classrooms and teach us rich knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who-who educated naughty us into understanding and helpful people? 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! 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