1, I will be you when I grow up, inch by inch chalk.
Dye your hair white
Take it off and light a candle.
Illuminate others
Let one hieroglyph after another
Become the footprints you have walked through
Climb to the top of the cliff
Let the latecomers step on your shoulders.
Send groups of students on the road.
Twinkling Stars
Brilliant
Use up the last bit of waste heat
This is a teacher's life.
Engineers of the human soul!
2. Who is "teacher, you have worked hard"—
Leading the ignorant 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-
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!
3. How many years of seasonal cycle, how many spring, summer, autumn and winter,
You are a red candle burning bright life,
How much blood and sweat, not seeking fame and history.
You spread the fire of wisdom with true feelings.
Just like the spring silkworm gave her lifelong loyalty,
Just like Dong Mei singing the song of early spring.
How many sleepless nights, how many times the lights are on,
In the long night, there is a figure at your desk.
Add China hair to the hair, and the three-foot platform laughs.
You shorten the distance between heart and heart with love.
You are the sunshine that melts the cold ice and snow,
You are the guide to lead 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 in Dedicated to Dear Teacher?
Teachers are like red candles,
Illuminate the path of knowledge.
What is a teacher like?
Teachers are like spring rain,
Sprinkle bits and pieces of knowledge in our hearts.
What is a teacher like?
Teachers are like gardeners,
Cultivate our young family into a large number of knowledgeable people.
What is a teacher like?
A teacher is like a golden key.
Lead the ignorant into the treasure house of knowledge.
What is a teacher like?
Teachers are like our mothers,
Stay with us every day and tell us some colorful knowledge.
It is the teacher who has given us so much knowledge.
Here, I wish all teachers always young and beautiful.
5. "Teacher's eyes" The teacher's eyes are like the moon at night.
We are stars,
In the teacher's smile,
twinkling
A teacher's eyes are like an endless ocean.
We are small fish,
In the teacher's arms,
Swim around happily.
Teachers' eyes are like the blue sky.
We are a white cloud.
Under her gaze,
Free floating,
The teacher's eyes are like a mirror.
Can light up our hearts.
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Tang Li Shangyin
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
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 are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
2. Ji Hai's miscellaneous poems
Qing palace zizhen
Only the great explosive power of lightning can make the land of China exude vitality, but the social and political situation is not angry, but a kind of sadness.
I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain norms to belittle more people.
3. "Reward teachers"
Don
There is nowhere in the void, like glass.
No matter who comes, Zen is full of poetry.
4. Six Poems Written by Sand King in Tianjin.
Unknown author
Dare to say and do, no regrets.
The storm thundered and thundered, and the eyebrows were raised. Who else in the world?
5. "Far Teacher"
Tang Bai Juyi
East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master.
Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.
6. "Seeking harmony, respecting teachers and living in seclusion"
Tang Libai
The mountain peak is steep, and Capricorn's day is free from the memory of that year.
Dial the clouds to find the ancient road, lean against the trees and listen to the flowing water.
Warm flowers lie on green cows, white cranes sleep on high pine branches.
7. "Fenghe Gong Ling Lvyetang Planting Flowers"
Tang Bai Juyi
The green field hall occupies the splendor of things, and passers-by show you your home.
Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall?
8.bees
Tangluoyin
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?
Talk to the teacher, the river has been shrouded in dusk, I want to walk alone in the cold mountain clouds.
9. Hsinchu
thank
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches.
New students will be born next year, and ten dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi.
How many years of seasonal cycle, how many spring, summer, autumn and winter, you are the red candle burning bright life, how much blood and sweat you have paid, and you have spread the fire of wisdom with your true feelings without seeking fame. 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, your figure at your desk in the long night, adding hair in your hair, talking and laughing on the three-foot platform. You shortened the distance between you 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.
Admire the gardener, you warm every classmate's heart with fire-like emotion, countless hearts are stirred by you, and even your back is condensed with fiery eyes ... you are not an actor, but you attract our hungry eyes; You are not a singer, but let the clear spring of knowledge tinkle and sing charming songs; You are not a sculptor, but you are shaping the soul of young people ... Teacher, how can I forget you! The name engraved on the board may not be immortal, and the name engraved on the stone may not be immortal; Teacher, your name is engraved in our hearts, which is truly eternal. Your thoughts and words are full of poetry and philosophy, and they are so magical. How many wonderful ripples they have aroused in my heart! You respect sincerity and honesty, which is regarded as the rule of life. You are a model in the eyes of our students. I worship great men and celebrities, but I am more eager to dedicate my respect and praise to an ordinary person-my teacher, you. You are strict with us and take your own actions as an example. Once your suggestion, request or even order is put forward, we must do it, but it always makes us believe in it and act consciously. This is the tall image you left in my heart. In my heart, you are the most severe father and the most kind mother; You are an unsung hero and a famous teacher. Your voice and smile always flash in front of my eyes; You are a kind of character and personality, which will always be treasured in the depths of my memory. Ah, teacher-the engineer of human soul, only this glorious name has the connotation as rich as the sea and as deep as the blue! Teacher, this dazzling name, like a brilliant star, will always hang high on our chest. Even if my temples are gray, I will still sincerely call you a teacher! In front of this sacred and lofty word, I will always be a student who needs enlightenment! In the sea of life, teacher, you are like a high beacon light, standing on the vast sea, guiding our forward voyage forever! Don't hesitate to burn yourself and release all the heat, all the light and all the energy. Teacher, you are like a red candle, loved and admired! Some people say that teachers are like mountains, because mountains are lofty and revered. I also want to say that teachers are like the sea, because the sea is vast and immeasurable. In the eyes of students, you are "the real seed, the messenger of goodness and the banner of beauty". You are a charcoal fire in winter, a stepping stone in the turbulent flow under the shade in hot summer, and a beacon light in the foggy sea. -teacher, you set an example, educate people well, and be a ladder, which is unforgettable!