A poem in memory of the teacher?

1, teacher portrait exhibition.

[Qing] Liu Tingshan

one

Recalling the official tour in eastern Guangdong, the ends of the earth, thoughtful.

Today, Wan Er's voice is still there, even when he is begging for words.

Secondly,

The boy has many green eyes, but he was lucky to waste his first thought.

Sadly, I am looking forward to the portrait, but I don't have any expectations for my teacher.

third

Only by believing in good people can we prosper and see the elegance of your few.

But energy efficiency has other advantages, Yamanosuke. I am deeply willing to consider * * *.

2. Hua Lian mourned the teacher Tang Guizhang.

( 1990)

[Modern] Chang Guowu

Unbelief destroys the mainstay, and the white horse returns to heaven, and finally leads the hearse.

The eyes are broken, and the tears in front of the steps are wet and dry.

For more than forty years, like a feather, looking back at the spring breeze, I feel ashamed that I have wasted my life.

Then Qian Luyang waved to Japan, and Cheng Men knew nothing about it.

Three, seven laws, two songs to mourn the teacher.

Zhang Dazhao [contemporary]

(Pen name: Dong Gongyi Ren Shan)

one

The bad news spread among the students, and the sky could not bear the rain one after another.

The teacher is Guhe, and his disciples are diligent in seeking truth.

I planted peaches and plums all my life, and spent my whole life beating Song Jun with firewood.

The lonely crane bird has gone to the west, and the tears are silent.

Secondly,

Shui Yang is sad, and the mountains are choking with rain.

The teacher went home by crane in the west, and the disciple looked at poetry in the east.

Fortunately, I received Yulu at the door, and I won a high bid for no reason.

The irrelevant answer is memories, and the passage of time is full of tears.