Modern Poetry of Teachers' Day

Modern poems on Teachers' Day are as follows:

1, "I will be you when I grow up"

Inch by inch of chalk, dyed my hair white, roses lit into candles, illuminated others, and made hieroglyphics one by one.

Become your footprints, climb to the top of the cliff, let the latecomers step on your shoulders, send groups of students on the road, sparkling stars,

Emit brilliant light and use up the last waste heat. This is the life of the teacher and the engineer of the human soul!

2. "Teacher, you have worked hard."

Who-who led us into the spacious classroom and taught us a wealth of knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.

Who-who educated naughty us into understanding and helpful people? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts.

Who is it-to train young people into mature and sensible teenagers? It is you! Teacher!

Your protection makes us grow up healthily. The autumn season is fruitful. You have worked hard! Teacher! People who work hard in the heat and cold. You have worked hard! Teacher! Dedicate youth to nothingness. We pay high tribute to you! -You have worked hard, teacher!

3. Teacher's praise

How many years of seasonal cycle, how many spring, summer, autumn and winter, you are the red candle burning bright life, how much blood and sweat you have paid, and you have spread the fire of wisdom with your true feelings. Just like the spring silkworm dedicated her life's loyalty, just like the winter plum sang the song of early spring. How many invisible nights, how many bright lights, there is a figure in front of your desk in the long night, you add hair in your hair, you laugh on the three-foot platform, and you shorten the distance between hearts with your love.

You are the sunshine that melts the cold ice and snow, and you are the guide that leads people out of the maze of science. Ah! Glorious teachers and hardworking gardeners! The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicating your selfless heart. Ah! Glorious teachers and hardworking gardeners! The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicating your selfless heart.