Poetry about respecting and loving teachers

Four spring rains have taken precautions, and several autumn rains have washed away the gap. Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon, and chalk writes the spring and autumn without words. Before the spring is old, the silk spits, and the candle tears turn into gray and autumn is thicker. Peach and plum are sown in three thousand gardens in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits. Once a teacher, always a father. Teachers are role models of human beings. The three-foot platform talks about life, and the square blackboard is full of teachers and students. Vivi knows that gardeners suffer, and he is grateful to his teacher. 1, untitled time was earlier than before I met her, but it was longer than after we parted. Tang: Li Shangyin, time was earlier than before I met her, but it was longer than after we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to leave when leaving. Moreover, the weather in late spring, when the east wind is about to harvest, makes people feel even more sad. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes. Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear. Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression. The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope a messenger like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me. 2, Teacher's Day-Yong Teacher Author: Today is your grand Teacher's Day, I have a dream, I kindly say to you, teacher, you have worked hard! Time flies, an inch of time and an inch of gold, that is the hard work of teachers, watering the flowers of hope! Dear teacher, you feel the students' hearts with your pure soul and swim in the ocean of knowledge! The three-foot platform is a holy place for you to preach the true scriptures. You study hard at the cold window and are not afraid of the company of life! Teacher's affection, just like parents' intentions, will cultivate every student into an adult, which will be the teacher's oath without regret! Teachers' Day meeting will unite students' hearts and work hard, which is your admiration for teachers! On Teacher's Day, it is a great honor for teachers to forge ahead and unswervingly practice the party's purpose-teaching and educating people with the concept of honesty and integrity! Unknown teacher, your contribution is worthy of the praise of Chinese children, and has set up correct values for the people! Teachers, teachers and social elites belong to you. In the rolling tide, what sets sail with selfless dedication is national rejuvenation, which is the rejuvenation and eternity of the Chinese dream! ! ! 3, the window, a lilac Author: Teng tiptoed into the lush green yard, we planted a lilac in front of the teacher's window. Teacher, teacher, let its green branches and leaves extend into your window and accompany you every night. Listen, listen, the green leaves rustle in the wind. That's why we sing to you to help you relieve a lot of fatigue. You see, you see, the small flowers full of trees are our smiling faces. Thank you for always supporting us. It's late at night and the stars are sleepy. Teacher, put down the lesson plan quickly and let the flowers float into your dream. That dream must be sweet and fragrant. 4, flowers dedicated to the teacher Author: Liu Chongshan happily ushered in the holiday, they went to the wild to pick flowers, flowers dressed up in green fields-a beautiful picture of spring! Suddenly, they remembered their teacher. At this time, she sat alone under the window ...-She dyed her hair hard and never had leisure on holidays. Doesn't the teacher love flowers? She deserves a bunch of the most beautiful flowers, together with a sincere heart, please accept her dear teacher! Gently walked to the teacher's window. She was correcting her exercise book. Blue handwriting is like a green field, and red comment on writing is like clusters of flowers ... Ah! A picture scroll more beautiful than the field is displayed under the teacher's window: bright flowers overflow with fragrance, and dazzling colors radiate brilliance ... Maybe there is no need to offer flowers in your hand, and the children's wishes have been expressed. What beautiful flowers of the motherland have taken root and blossomed in teachers' hearts ... 5. Hsinchu Qing Dynasty: Hsinchu in Zheng Xie is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by veteran cadres. I will come out again the next year and grow taller. Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo, and its growth depends entirely on the old branches. New ones will grow and grow taller next year.