A poem about thanking teachers;
Thank you, teacher.
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.
Poetry 2 about thanking teachers:
We are better because of you.
Teacher, if I were a boat,
You are the sea,
How can I sail without you?
Teacher, if I were spring,
You are a mountain,
How can I laugh without you?
Teacher, if I were a seedling,
You are the rain,
How can I thrive without you?
It is because of your hard work,
We will be better.
Teacher, you have worked hard.
Poetry 3 about thanking teachers:
Teacher, you are the first person to hold up the sun.
Although, now some scholars say:
"You can't compare a teacher to a candle.
Don't say that teachers are the most glorious profession in the world. "
However, we believe that,
Teacher, you are the first person to hold up the sun.
Every morning,
You ring the bell to get up,
Wait for us at the door of the classroom.
Teacher, you were the last person to send away the night before.
Aside from the hard work of teaching during the day,
I have to drag my tired body to prepare lessons at night.
Correcting every assignment carefully.
When you send away groups of students,
Your shiny black hair,
Turn gray.
Your rosy face is like an apple,
Climbed a series of wrinkles.
You have taught scientists, soldiers and doctors. ...
The motherland is an expert in the construction of all walks of life
You're proud of it,
You will never be satisfied.