The green field hall occupies the glory of all things,
Passers-by point to your home.
Your father is full of peaches and plums,
Why plant more flowers in front of the hall?
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The poems dedicated to teachers on Teachers' Day are as follows:
Four degrees of spring breeze,
Several autumn rains washed away the gap.
Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon,
Chalk has no words to write spring and autumn.
Spring blossoms,
Candle tears turn to ashes, and autumn is stronger.
Spring sowing peaches and plums in 3,000 gardens,
Qiu Lai, China is rich in fruits.