What are some poems that praise teachers for their teaching support?

1. "While I was sick, I sent my young master to Qingliang Mountain to pay homage to the Great Sage"

Tang Dynasty: Qi Ji

Don't live in a place with plenty of food and clothing, and the holy miracles will be revealed The traces are easy to find. ?

Suddenly meeting Manjusri opened his eyes to wisdom. He should remember his teacher in his heart.

2. "Yuanshi"

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Bai Shuzi of Donggong, Zen Master Yuan of Nansi.

When we meet each other far away and have nothing on our minds.

3. "Master Xun Yong Resides in Seclusion"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

A group of steep green skyscrapers, carefree and careless.

Look for the ancient road through the clouds, listen to the flowing spring by leaning on the stone.

The flowers are warm, the green cows lie down, and the white cranes sleep high in the pines.

The language comes to the river at dusk, and the cold smoke falls alone.

4. "De Wei Hou Shu Pregnant with the Fifth Xianggong"

Tang Dynasty: Geng Mao

Who talks about fearing guests, but only cares about private matters.

One should transcend the division of flesh and blood and dare to forget the time of death and life. ?

There are only desolate bases in the mountain county, and all the teachers are in the clouds.

The chef would rather be self-reliant, but the food would be wrong. ?

The name of the yellow ribbon is empty, and the youthful hair has faded.

I came to sweep the door, but I still haven’t repaid my kindness. ?

Independence flowers are flying everywhere, and the moon is late and silent.

I don’t know what the Prime Minister wants, and what he wants to send him.

5. "A Letter from Chanlin Temple to Secretary Liu"

Tang Dynasty: Li Shanfu

Sitting close to a pine tree, my bones are cold, and my thatched cottage is leaning against the white snow.

Whoever comes when the entrance is not closed, who will discuss this matter before the Buddha.

Teacher Tianzhu left one sentence, and Walker Caoxi answered the whole sentence. ?

Nowadays, people in the forest forget their words and forcefully send new poems to banished immortals.