Poetry praising students' hard work.

1 Never tire of learning and never tire of teaching. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. The teacher's kindness is endless, and four pairs of clear and pure eyes are filled with incomparable reverence and gratitude. In the dry heart, you shed hard sweat, and on your shoulders, we saw the vast world. The fire of faith burns ignorance and ignorance on campus. The moon proves that your practice is sacred. You have spring, sunshine and flowers; In the eternal song, become a fruit! Teacher, you use the noblest feelings of human beings-love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing strength ... sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher. 7 you work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland; You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.