Chapter 1: 20 17 teachers' day reciting teachers' poems. Thank you, teachers dedicate their works to teachers' day: poetry recitation and hosting.
Man: Who lit the candle in the dark?
Who planted the golden spots in autumn?
M: Who spreads the ideal aura to the distance?
Who lit up our hearts with the flame of knowledge?
M: Who is creating the new glory of the motherland?
Who showed the hope of the country?
He: It's you, it's you!
My dearest? Teacher!
Man: dressed in plain clothes,
Describe the nobility of your character!
A friendly look,
Light my ideal!
Man: A short piece of chalk,
Write down the chapter of your life!
On one side is a three-foot wide platform,
Cultivate the hope of your life!
A kind encouragement,
Promoted my healthy growth!
Woman: Well-meaning criticism,
Erase the confusion in your heart?
Teacher, I sincerely thank you.
You lit the candle in my heart!
Woman: Thank you from the bottom of my heart, teacher.
It is you who show the hope of the nation!
You did your best,
It's all pouring into us.
W: Look at the red line in that exercise book.
It's your plasma!
M: You put all your enthusiasm,
It's up to us.
Lady: Please look at you on the podium.
Radiant and refreshed!
Man: You put all your happiness,
Are pinned on us.
W: Please look at the students' award ceremony.
Your smile is the brightest!
M: The tide of educational reform has begun.
You have come to a new Long March.
W: Learn new curriculum standards and teach new courses.
You always look very, very busy.
M: education informationization, catching up with modernization,
You are sitting in front of the computer again.
Female: lifelong learning, continuous improvement,
You say, otherwise, you will be laid off.
M: Dear teacher, we know your efforts.
In our hearts, you will never be laid off!
Female: Teacher's Day, an annual festival,
Teachers are affectionate and unforgettable for a hundred years!
M: On this festive day,
We sincerely wish you well?
He: Work hard and be healthy!
Chapter 2: 20 17 September Teachers' Day recites teachers' poems and songs for teachers.
September, the golden season;
September, a warm season;
September, the season when flowers are in full bloom;
September, the season of innocence.
Facing the breeze in September,
We came to nature,
Pick a bunch of flowers and give them to the teacher.
Send a ray of laughter to the teacher
Today is your festival,
All young pioneers have the same wish.
May you be happy forever.
I can't forget your pleasant demeanor on the podium;
I can't forget your hard figure under the night light;
I can't forget your amiable smile;
I can't forget your serious and responsible spirit.
It is you who led us on the ship of knowledge;
You taught us how to swim in the sea of knowledge.
We made it,
You are our teacher;
We are famous.
You are still our teacher;
No matter how wonderful our performance is,
You will always be our teacher.
Facing the red scarf of our new era.
You can only smile,
Worry and sadness are always reserved for lonely days.
You think we don't know anything
Dear teacher:
You have worked hard!
Your efforts,
Your hard work
We can see it.
Look! The scarlet scarf is as red as fire!
Floating in every corner of the motherland.
On 9.6 million square kilometers of land,
Every red scarf is a beating note,
Let's sing!
Let's jump!
Celebrate the great September 10.
Celebrate the glorious September 10.
Listen! What a wonderful song that is.
That is a song dedicated to teachers all over the world.
Remember it! September 10.
Remember it!
Chapter 3: Reciting the teacher's poem Song for the Teacher on 20 17 Teacher's Day.
You are a green leaf.
Set off each bunch of flowers silently.
You are the fire in winter.
Burn yourself and light others.
Dedicate light and heat
You are a shining light.
Guide us to search in the ocean of knowledge.
From this time on.
Wander no longer
Drifting no longer drifting.
You are the rain after a long drought.
Moisturize every cracked land
You are a legend? Apollo?
Shine on everything
Sow the fire of wisdom as needed
You are a surging river.
Day and night are never exhausted.
In order not to let conscience die
For the purity of mind
You hate falsehood, ugliness, ugliness.
Composed a magnificent symphony of life.
You are a big tree.
We are fruits hanging from branches.
You are a hard-working miner.
Cultivate us with a broad mind
You are a kind mother.
I have worked hard all my life.
Cultivate us to be strong in life.
With us restless birds
You will never feel lonely.
Teacher, teacher
You are a statue in our hearts.
Will not fade after a long time.
Full moon, full moon, sunrise and sunset
Time has whitened your sideburns.
But in the photo album we remember,
You will always be.
Charming and spirited.
You are the best combination of truth, goodness and beauty.
No matter how beautiful the words are.
No matter how great a painter is.
I can't describe your depth.
let alone
We are still naive.
Not deep enough
Our pens are too weak.
Our thoughts are too superficial.
Ah-
There is a lot to say.
A thousand words can't describe your exploits.
A thousand words can't tell you everything.
Please take it.
So shallow
Weave with the warp and weft of love
Sing from the heart!