Selected Poems in Praise of Teachers 1 Praise of Kindergarten Teachers
This is a colorful paradise, and this is the land of Miao Zhuang.
This is mom's hope, and this is the cradle of dolls.
Who here has the ambition of Dayu and the heart of Yao and Shun?
Who here has omnipotent wisdom and loving maternal love?
Tell me, who are your tears for?
Tell me, who is your smiling face blooming like a flower for?
It's you, me, him and our glorious kindergarten teacher.
A flash of wisdom, a voice as bright as the sun,
Sprouting seedlings, green leaves with umbrellas, blooming flowers, flying birds,
You, me, him, us, our glorious kindergarten teacher,
Here, the dream of love flies here.
Praise the teacher's poems II. Thank you, teacher, for teaching us to explore, discover and discover boldly with our own brains and hands, so as to make life more full of surprises!
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. The teacher's eyes, the teacher's language and the teacher's figure are deeply buried in my mind. The teacher quietly ignited others, but quietly burned himself. In class, the teacher shows us the way and lets us learn how to study and how to cherish life. Spin like spring silkworms and make candles to light the way. For thousands of years, many people have compared teachers to spring silkworms and candles. In the painstaking efforts and selfless dedication of teachers, how many talents have been cultivated! Who can understand how many teachers' hard work and tears are there? Perhaps the teachers' white hair and wrinkles are the best witness.
Time flies, time flies. Now, we have entered an unquestionable era. Every time we think of the perfect time when teachers taught us and made us happy every day, our awe and love for teachers arises spontaneously. Teacher, let's cherish this precious time! Teachers have worked hard to cultivate us, and we can't repay today, so we can only say: teachers! Thank you for your hard work, you are our forever teacher! It is also the most grateful person in our life!
Selected Poems of Ode to Teachers 3 "My Teacher"
Author/Role Soldier
When I was growing up,
Learn to walk upright
It is you who guide with sincere teaching.
expression
learn knowledge
Understand the value of morality, benevolence and righteousness
Without you
My teacher
How much etiquette will this world lack?
honest
help others
Pass on your studies.
Appreciate and repay the help of others.
You taught us.
real ...
Plants in the heart
Poems in praise of the teacher selected 4 hymns written to the teacher.
Ordinary is unique.
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Teachers, a profession that few people are engaged in, are ordinary and noble. Many scholars have praised teachers. It's a bit trite to praise the teacher repeatedly, but I still can't help but praise the teacher to express my inner gratitude.
Bi Shumin wrote in "My Five Samples": "Water, air, sunshine, flowers and pens" are hard to choose from her. If you have to say the five most important things in life, there must be a "teacher". Since I reached school age, I have been accompanied by relatives and friends, and the rest are teachers who act as leaders in my life.
When I was a child, my dream was to be a teacher. But the reason is really ridiculous, because teachers can not do homework, but also correct homework. I couldn't help laughing when I remembered it later.
The first step is to instill good guidance.
Does every student still remember that in the hot summer, our teacher gave up the perfect lunch break and took pains to answer our problems over and over again until we understood them? When our faces suddenly opened up, did you find that the teacher's face was not impatient but satisfied? But compared with you, did you say "Thank you for your hard work" when you left? Which student is always selfish and needs that tolerant heart to forgive us?
The second act is as close as parents
In our study and life, we unrestrained and free post-90s always have our own troubles. Some things can't be told to parents, brothers and girlfriends, so you will be absent-minded in class. A careful teacher is always the first to find out. Give us some time with our family after school to solve our troubles. Think about whether we have hugged teachers and said in their ears, "Teacher, I love you!" " "
Act III Intimacy as friends
In the sports meeting, have you found that the teacher is often the most motivated to refuel, and when you cross the finish line, the teacher is the happiest. Even if you can't get the ranking, how can an amiable teacher care about this? In their minds, every student is the best. As long as we work hard, no matter whether the grades are good or bad, the teacher will smile. When we are depressed because of something, the teacher will comfort us like friends. Teachers, how lucky we are to meet you in our life!
In school, this phenomenon is too numerous to mention, and we may not understand it until we really understand it carefully! Teachers' selflessness has no purpose, and their ultimate goal is for students. It seems that everything we get from our teachers is natural, and we never seem to think about why. Maybe starting today, we should think about it. Starting today, we should do something for our teachers.
In spring, silkworms will weave until they die, and every night, candles will dry the wick. This "wisdom" is the most appropriate way to describe a teacher's life.
In my opinion, the school is not only a place to train talents, but also a paradise full of human feelings. Inside, we don't have to worry about being cheated and dangerous, because behind us, there are teachers escorting us.
Teacher, you are like an arch bridge.
Someone stepped on you,
Stop yelling and do a good job.
Every time I see your kind face,
I thought of the arch bridge.
Teacher, you are like an industrious bull.
Plow the fields.
Whenever I see you correcting our homework late at night,
I will think of the old cow.
Teacher, you are like a hardworking gardener.
Cultivate the flowers of the motherland,
However, you accepted the task of cultivating our talents without complaint.
No one applauds you.
Teacher, you are like a candle.
Illuminate others and burn yourself.
Teacher, have a rest,
Let the cool evening breeze blow your kind face.
Take a break,
Let the stars accompany you into a sweet dream.
Teacher, I praise you,
Praise your simplicity,
Praise your efforts.
Praise your efforts,
Praise your selfless dedication.
Teacher, you are like an arch bridge.
I praise you, teacher!
When chrysanthemums quietly bloom.
I just remembered.
We should use it to bless our teachers.
Chrysanthemum is quiet
Bloom in the depths of folk songs
Our teacher, in this season.
Will become the height that people look up to
September belongs to teachers.
At the peak of September
Our teacher is holding a pointer.
Walk silently in the form of lectures
Although it is said that getting on the podium
Only one step away.
But this is the step.
Make a three-foot platform
Since then, it has become an endless road for teachers.
Four seasons are outside the classroom.
Change different colors
The teacher is on the platform.
Lead us to swim in the ocean of knowledge
September belongs to teachers.
Teacher, it belongs to September.
Our love for our teachers.
As beautiful as a blooming chrysanthemum.
The teacher's love for us
Like drunken autumn leaves in the forest ...
Teachers' life
Destined to be placed in that black night sky.
By many eager eyes
Read it as a noble and sacred.
When the teacher quietly faces the night sky
From between her fingers
Will flash for us kindly
A series of fairy-tale dreams
September belongs to teachers.
Teacher, it belongs to September.
Yan nan Fei Gao
There seems to be a queue for us on campus.
Waiting for the teacher's comments.
Dedicated to the teacher
Dear teacher:
You are the beacon in my heart,
You are a bridge of friendship between classmates.
You set up a stage for young students to show their talents.
Dear teacher:
You watched us struggle,
You watched us grow up,
You have experienced countless joys and sorrows with us.
On the playground, you can see our vigorous posture.
In class, you attracted our eyes for knowledge.
When you see it,
Small buds grow into big trees,
When the tender shoulders hold up the blue sky,
Your smile is very comfortable, beautiful and kind.
In your meticulous care, we feel warmth and strength.
You know we can't repay your kindness.
I am a teacher mountain,
I can't forget your persuasive and earnest teaching.
I can't forget your patient explanation and careful counseling.
I can't forget your hard work and the hard work under the lamp.
In front of the three-foot platform, I can't forget your voice, face, joys and sorrows.
You lit the lamp in our hearts with your hard work,
You use your true feelings to arouse our potential wisdom,
You are the indicator light of our ship, with no regrets and silent dedication.
You are the engineer of the human soul, and you have interpreted the great connotation of life with your life.
I sincerely thank you, my alma mater and teachers.
In fact, all we need is a drop of water, but you have given us the whole ocean.
In fact, we only wanted a beam of sunshine, but you gave us a round of sun.
You are spring, quietly urging the ideal bud,
You are the summer that deeply melts the relationship between teachers and students.
You are autumn, and Yingying brings rich fruits.
You are winter, silently purifying our hearts.
Roots, firmly rooted in the school,
Sweet, but always in our hearts.
I want to give you the most beautiful flowers,
I want to sing you the most beautiful song,
I want to give you the purest heart.
You are the sun in my heart,
You are the spring in my heart,
You are an indelible spray in the long river of my feelings.
My dear teachers, I wish you a happy holiday
Selected Poems for Teachers 7 "My Teacher"
Author/Tribulus terrestris
You are always preaching.
No matter where I am
Once taught me, since then.
You explain over and over again
I thought I couldn't hold on.
A lot of things, but I don't want to
Many years have passed.
It followed me and reappeared.
That classroom
Teach the outside world.
I always thought the world was big.
Later, I learned that it couldn't get out of your blackboard.
I always think it's a long time
Now I understand, that's just a part of you.
Open a picture.
When needed. whenever
Confused, you will appear.
Re-explain what has been taught.
Even my manuscript, you also
Tick carefully as homework.
I don't know. Is there anyone else?
Know me better than you do.
I'm here and you're there.
You turn on my program on time
Just like a farmer looking at a fruit in the field.
You read my growth with your heart
Listen to that naive child.
No wonder I can't live without your lecture.
It turns out that you are worried about the other side of being always online.
Dragon, let me go.
I remember your hands were covered with powder.
I remember your kind teaching.
I remember your new silver hair.
Because of you, many students can become talents.
Because of you, the world will be so civilized
Teacher, you are a bright light.
Find the way home for the lost children.
Teacher, you are a breeze.
Send a hint of coolness to the children under the scorching sun.
Praise the teacher's poems and choose 9 red and experts; For the country and the people.
Teaching for the country; Be a teacher.
A noble career; Teachers are glorious.
Respecting teachers and teaching; Cultivate talents and prosper the country.
Promote bamboo shoots to become bamboo; Moisten flowers and bear fruit.
Cultivate peaches and plums painstakingly; Try to support the pillar.
Hongmei knows spring early; Bai Cui knows the cold times.
Spring forest nourishes fertile soil; Make up your mind to cultivate new seedlings.
Dongliangdi Building; Tao Kyushu.
The beam supports the building; Peaches and plums are all over China.
Teachers must be respected and taught; Build a prosperous country.
Peach and plum friendship; Oranges and pomelos are posted in time.
Peach and plum show in time; Citrus pomelo is on the market.
Green blood urges peaches and plums; Dan Xin cultivated the pillars.
Ignite the spark of ideal; Cultivate architectural talents.
Cultivate the flowers of the motherland; Cultivate architectural talents.
Be a down-to-earth person; Being a teacher should be conscientious.
A heart of Dan follows the times; A thousand praises to the teacher.
A technical promise; Be an innocent teacher.
The ladder climbs the road skillfully; Hard work.
Thousands of new poems were praised by gardeners; Ten thousand songs about educating people.
Daily warm wind and peach blossom and plum blossom; Write spring and autumn in thick ink and heavy color.
Dan Xin is a new seedling; Praise the gardener.
Music teaches Zi Nan to follow suit; I like watching peaches and plums grow into talents.
Le ren ren ren ti tong building; Gandang green leaves hold red flowers.
Selected Poems of Teachers' Odes: 10 Teachers' Songs
Wen Yizhi
Inscription:
On September 10th, sweet-scented osmanthus was everywhere for thirty-three years.
Brilliant podium, respect for teachers, a new chapter in teaching.
1
You are the morning star in the dark.
You are an immortal lighthouse in the sea.
2
The chalk is very small.
It can whiten your sideburns.
The stage is not big
Can spend your youth.
three
You are a burning candle.
You are a spinning silkworm.
Your selflessness, your dedication
Flowers are in full bloom, peaches and plums are full of gardens.
four
You are a paving stone.
You are a ladder to climb a cliff.
Stand higher and see farther.
You are the backbone of the country.
You are a monument of the times.
Great Wall of Steel, Casting Dreams
You are the engineer of the soul.
You are the founder of civilization.
Thousands of years of inheritance, forever shine.
five
I want to sing loudly for you.
Behind you
Full of rain and sunshine.
I want to write a poem for you.
Who are you?
My idol and great strength.
Praise the teacher's poetry selection 1 1 teacher, everyone says that you are the pillar of cultivating the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland.
You have propped up the backbone of our generation!
You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning!
Keep burning!
Your lecture is rich and colorful. Each chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a colorful new world. ...
Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring!
Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you!
Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom?
Ah, teacher, engineer of human soul, who is not praising you!
Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.
Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness!
Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty.
It is you who shine the beautiful sunshine, moisten the beautiful rain and dew, make our hearts green and full of flowers!
You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves!
Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart!
You are more like a nameless root, let the young trees grow sturdily, let the branches bear rich fruits, but ask for nothing in return.
You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day;
You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere.
You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest;
You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff.
When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water. And when you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water.
Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener.
My teacher, this is your art of education.
Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people.
The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.
Teacher, you sow spring, ideals and strength with the noblest feelings of human beings. ...
Sowing with language, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts are the noble work of our beloved teacher.
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.
Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love. ...
Over the years, grains of sand have become pearls and glistened.
There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored.
If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea.
And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.
Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step.
You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable.
The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as exciting as a rushing river. ...
Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag about in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life.
Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you.
Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring.
Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship.
Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.
The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others.
Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth?
Who feeds the seedlings hard?
It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener!
Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you!
When the sea ebbs, colorful shells are left on the beach.
When we graduate, we give our teachers sincere wishes.
Selected Poems by Zan Teacher 12 "Happy Holidays to You"
People say;
You are like a red candle, burning yourself and illuminating others.
People also say:
You are a gardener, work hard and cultivate flowers.
I said:
You are a dying mother.
In this glorious September festival.
We send the most sincere words to all teachers:
Happy holidays, teacher!
Selected Poems in Praise of Teachers 13 "Love, Melting in Children's Heart"
Whenever children enter the park, you are always the first to arrive.
Welcome your children with a smile and bring them happiness.
Whenever the children are in class, you always indoctrinate them.
Patience inspires children and teaches them knowledge.
Whenever the children eat, you always take great pains.
Take good care of your children and care about their growth.
You always sit in front of the bed for a long time when the children are resting.
Take good care of your children and ensure their safety.
Whenever children have activities, you always take the lead in demonstrating.
Encourage children with your heart and keep them healthy.
Whenever a child is confused, you always take great pains.
Help children wholeheartedly and enlighten their minds.
Whenever children encounter setbacks, you always inspire their potential.
Sincerely face children and enhance their confidence.
Whenever a child does something wrong, you always have clear rewards and punishments.
Educate children seriously and teach them to take responsibility.
Whenever children get grades, you always praise them.
Praise children sincerely and cultivate their self-confidence.
Whenever the children come home, you are always the last to leave.
Don't give up sending the child away, give the child attachment.
Love is gestating and spreading, just like a seed sown in a child's heart.
Take root and sprout, one leaf is morality and the other is wisdom.
Under the watering of love, grow sturdily,
Bloom colorful flowers and bear colorful fruits.
Selected Poems of Praising Teachers 14 1, Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems, the fifth series.
Gong Zizhen (Qing Dynasty)
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
Flowers fall on branches, not heartless things. When they become soil in spring, they can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.
The unnamed time was long before I met her, but it has been longer since we separated.
Li Shangyin (Tang Dynasty)—
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes. Praise teachers for their selfless dedication and sacrifice their noble qualities for education.
3. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth. In secret, quietly. Here, the spring rain comes quietly with the wind at night.
4. Hsinchu
Zheng Xie (Qing Dynasty)
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches.
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth depends entirely on old branches. Metaphor of shine on you is better than blue.
5. "Fenghe Gong Ling Lvyetang Planting Flowers"
Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)
Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall?
Teacher, I want to say to you,
You are the blue sky,
I am a bird,
Fly high in your wide arms!
Teacher, I want to say to you,
You are a diligent gardener,
I am a flower in bud,
Bloom quietly under your careful care!
Teacher, I want to say to you,
You are a towering tree,
I'm just a little leaf on a branch,
Rejuvenate under the nourishment of your maternal love!
Teacher, I want to say to you,
You are a sea of Wang Yang,
I am a white wave,
Jump happily in your broad mind!
Teacher, I want to say to you,
You are a bright moon,
I am a star beside you,
Shine your colorful aura!
Teacher, I want to say to you,
You are a vast grassland,
I am a galloping horse,
Run freely in your vast world!
Teacher, you are great,
How kind and gentle,
You spent your whole life,
How many national pillars have been cultivated!