Teacher's Day is a poem suitable for students to read aloud: 1 "Peach and plum are all over the world for your return"
Year,
Old your young face
It's stormy,
Wash your lovely face
Flowers and blessings
It should be yours.
Dedication shows your selflessness and greatness.
Because you believe
When the peach and plum gardens are blooming.
Where are the white clouds drifting?
Where does my emotion stay?
today
I pretended to be a fearless poet.
Enthusiastically
Write a poem for you.
Dedicated to love and tolerance.
The drizzle drifted gently.
Just like what you said to comfort me.
You use the rain and dew of love
Moisten my heart
You use a strong hand.
Hold up my ideal sail
You burned a beautiful life.
How much blood and sweat have you sacrificed?
Teacher,
How many sleepless nights
You are in your seat.
On a three-foot platform
Your laughter is rippling.
You melted the ice and snow with enthusiasm.
You shorten the distance between people with your love.
Continuous drizzle
Touch my heart.
I wish I were an eagle.
Fly to your side
Give me the most sincere words:
Teacher, you have worked hard!
Teachers' Day Poetry: In the Storm
When weathering becomes a curtain,
When rain turns into snow,
Curtains and snow,
Turn into blackboard and chalk.
When the blackboard becomes teaching,
When chalk becomes knowledge,
Teaching and knowledge,
It suits you.
You stand among the flowers,
Flowers stand in the wind and rain,
In the storm,
Your showers and lightning.
Flowers bloom and bloom,
You always stand in the wind,
In the storm,
Flowers turned into forests.
The wind kneaded into persistence,
The rain broke into regrets,
Persistence, no regrets,
Enter the new year with you again.
Another year of wind,
Another year of rain,
In the storm,
I see you again.
Teacher's Day is a poem 2 "Thank you, Teacher" suitable for students to read aloud.
You are the morning star at night.
You are the clear sky during the day.
You are a breeze under the scorching sun.
You are the eaves in the rain.
You are the sea;
You are mountains and rivers.
You have shaped my soul.
You are a rocket carrying a satellite.
You are a compass at sea.
You're, like, into it,
You pay.
You are our most beloved teacher.
Poem 3 "Ode" suitable for students to read on Teachers' Day
Candle wax body
It hurts my heart.
May many people rest in peace.
This kind of pain can kill the soul most.
Xueya hate
Frost flying lips
It's raining, and I feel dizzy.
Teacher's Day is suitable for students to read poem 4 "Silent Candle"
You don't have a strong body
But it holds up a rainless sky for us.
You don't have an architect's hand.
But it laid the most solid foundation for us.
You have no vision of an artist.
But they built magnificent buildings for us.
Your profound knowledge
Let us feel civilization and hope.
Your lofty thoughts
Let us know tolerance and patience.
Your noble personality
Deeply affects our hearts.
Thank you, teacher.
We sincerely thank you.
You are like the silent candle.
Burning yourself but illuminating others.
Under your wise guidance
We won't get lost in the dark.
in front of you
Keep dancing
Instill the principle of being a man into our hearts.
Teacher's Day is a poem suitable for students to read. Teacher, you are a candle.
Dear teacher:
Your selfless love has sown new hope,
Your blood has ignited the fire of wisdom,
Your selfless dedication enriched my soul.
Your profound knowledge has increased my wisdom.
Teacher, you are a ladder,
Unknown,
With a strong body,
Hold our delicate feet,
Climb higher step by step;
Teacher, you are a candle,
Burning bright life,
Illuminate the way forward for us with immortal faith,
As we continue to explore.
Dear teacher:
You are like a silkworm, and you have devoted your life to loyalty.
You are like the fragrant winter plum in early spring.
Today is also a festival.
Send me a sincere blessing,
I wish you health, happiness and happiness forever!
Teacher's Day is a poem suitable for students to read aloud. 6 "Life should be linked to dedication"
Wandering in the autumn wind
Walking in the rain at night
Red candle, I think of you.
Think of your passion for illuminating others.
Think of you burning your own beauty.
From Tang poetry
I read it.
The bitter silence in your heart
A poem suitable for students to read on Teacher's Day 7 "Rural Primary School Teachers"
She opened the young river inside her.
Feeding lonely birds and lonely sunsets
She put beautiful flowers in this wasteland.
Let bees and butterflies rest and dream.
She used her youth as a bargaining chip.
Bet tomorrow with a piece of chalk in the country.
Draw wings for children
She put love and dazzling pop elements.
Crushed and thrown into the wind.
Teachers' Day Poetry: A Tree Full of Gold
I have been cultivating the fruits of hope all my life.
Between the jagged branches and leaves
It is muddy all year round.
Is an unshakable belief, in the soil of the people.
Holding young seedlings, running to the sunny top of the mountain.
Bloom the straight and yin of life.
On the latitude and longitude of three feet, the height of a lifetime
Are measuring miracles of life that have nothing to do with romance.
A dream chase, from the countryside to the city.
Then go to the drawing board of market economy.
We must ignore and eliminate the haze of mankind.
Let the water of time bring some surging waves.
The fruity fragrance far away from the world in the breeze.
Don't expect to leave many marks on the pages of years.
fidget
A towering tree covered with gold
autumn
The soil that still nourishes life
Teacher's Day is a poem 8 "Go, go to work-",which is suitable for students to read aloud.
In the elegant wind, there are more beautiful flowers, quietly opening in the campus.
Every little flower, a female teacher, falls on the hearts of children.
Love and fragrance
Xu Jing, Bailu, Luo Lian and Wan Chuan Qi, your excellent research.
The lovely figure is among the injured flowers of the teacher.
Butterflies that heal wounds.
There are more smiling faces of children shining in my tears.
There are more innocent little angels, you are using love and happiness.
Warm the teacher.
An indifferent state of mind
Let's go Go to work. Just walk to the three-foot platform
Into the eyes of these angels. On a coach who has suffered for many years
I want to cross the shadow of failure in the job competition and become the cleanest sunshine.
Soft and bright, sprinkled on children.
In the clear and open lake
Teacher's Day is suitable for students to read the proverb' Poetry 9'.
I want to hold the textbook in my left hand and the textbook in my right hand.
Carrying a shopping basket
I want to bow to the sun with my front and back feet.
Wake up the moon
How I miss the red of the five-star red flag.
Red is unforgettable, red
My pigment is also less.
Until the end of the world.
However, initially,
Just for what?
Me, a child with a big mother's nipple.
I just gave myself to a group of children.
have an unshirkable duty
If it's really rubbish, face yours
There is only one recycle bin.
If you are a gardener, you must
Trim yourself first
Teacher's Day is a poem suitable for students to read aloud 10 Even if I were you now.
Even if I were you now.
Even if you are getting old.
Leaves like poplars fall one after another.
You describe the beauty of autumn.
Even if you're still standing there,
Standing in the scenery
Even if the scenery is a little desolate.
But I recognized it.
I can recognize your back at a glance.
I can read your eyes at a glance.
Even if I were you now.
Even if you are old.
Like a beautiful sorbus tree.
The branches burned fiery red fruits.
Even if you have left the three-foot platform.
Even if that piece of chalk no longer belongs to you.
But you still have me.
You must know me.
Realize my initial naivety
Recognize my last parting.
I still want to outline the beauty of a festival for you.
I still have to beat the rhythm of this short board.
Even if I were you now-
Even if you get old-
On Teacher's Day, a poem 1 1 "Going to Sheep" is suitable for students to read aloud.
I went to see you on a winter morning.
There is a steaming fog in the hole.
Your woman is cooking pig food.
But I didn't see you.
The mountain opposite the woman's finger
Busy to tell me, to herd sheep.
Finally, he said that his hair was all white.
I know you won't travel.
Not for fun.
A lifetime of hard work has watered countless elites.
Your child is still rolling on the ground.
See the boundless sky at a glance.
I seem to see you waving your whip.
Wear a sheepskin coat
Let the whip tip throw countless circles.
Only the mountain is answering your question.
Only the cry of "baa baa" is repeating your loneliness.
Think back to when you were handsome and free and easy.
Holding a pointer and a three-foot platform.
Slowly pour wisdom back into every student's heart.
How much truth permeates the vivid eyes?
You often put the excellent names of the last session.
Write it on the blackboard at the beginning of freshman year.
They are at a loss, they don't know.
Only you are intoxicated with the proud smile. ...
Walking on the road that is white with cold.
How much I want to see you come.
I wonder if you can recognize me now.
I wandered for a long time.
It's time to follow in your shepherd's footsteps
Or I should wait for you at the fork in the road.
I asked the river flowing around me.
I asked wormwood frosted by the roadside.
They all seem to say, let's change the season.
Then, go home with a heavy burden
Then, tell the story of spring.
Teacher's Day is a poem suitable for students to read aloud 12 "Hard Teacher"
Teacher, you have worked hard.
It is the seeds planted unintentionally that germinate in the bright spring.
You may be one of the sentient beings,
Ordinary as a small stone under your feet,
But you have hot intestines, liver and gallbladder, which are all burnt to ashes.
A stage decorated without flowers and colored silk,
Only Aoxue has no regrets and dedication.
Teacher, you have worked hard.
When yesterday's sun is no longer as young as it is today,
I just woke up from a dream, and life will not be smooth sailing.
You're right,
We cannot waste our proud youth.
Your heart is the valley of flowers,
Near the harvest season, I went to look for the soul trapped in the quagmire.
On Teacher's Day, a poem 13 "September belongs to the teacher" is suitable for students to read aloud.
When chrysanthemums bloom quietly
I just remembered.
We should use it to bless our teachers.
Chrysanthemum is quiet
Bloom in the depths of folk songs
Our teacher, in this season.
Will become the height that people look up to
September belongs to teachers.
At the peak of September
Our teacher is holding a pointer.
Walk silently in the form of lectures
Although it is said that getting on the podium
Only one step away.
But this is the step.
Make a three-foot platform
Since then, it has become an endless road for teachers.
Four seasons are outside the classroom.
Change different colors
The teacher is on the platform.
Lead us to swim in the ocean of knowledge
September belongs to teachers.
Teacher, it belongs to September.
Our love for our teachers.
As beautiful as a blooming chrysanthemum.
The teacher's love for us
Like drunken autumn leaves in the forest ...
Teachers' life
Destined to be placed in that black night sky.
By many eager eyes
Read it as a noble and sacred.
When the teacher quietly faces the night sky
From between her fingers
Will flash for us kindly
A series of fairy-tale dreams