The teacher's poem

Poetry about teachers 1 Teacher, I love you.

Teacher, you are like a gardener, cultivating our newly sprouted "saplings". Teachers are like an eternal lamp, illuminating themselves and every student.

Teacher, when we came to school, you led us into the classroom with a smile and gave us endless knowledge.

Teacher, you always encourage us to be brave when we are hesitant to raise our hands in class.

Teacher, you are the brightest Big Dipper in the sky, and I am a black duck lost in the world of mortals. Whenever I lose my way, as long as I see your dazzling light, I can find my way home.

Teacher, for our mission. You would rather be a leaf than a red flower. You want to polish the dawn of the world with your own ability, so that your classmates' dreams can fly farther and higher.

Teacher, how much sweat do you pay whenever you revise our homework in the office? Your heart is higher than the sky and wider than the sea, thinking about our study all the time. You warm every classmate's heart with fire-like emotion, countless hearts are stirred by you, and even your back is condensed with fiery eyes. ...

Teachers' profession is not allowed to be false; The occupation of teachers does not include adulterers. Teaching people has a long heart, but grandstanding means nothing. All hypocrisy, ugliness, pursuit of fame, and harming others' interests are against teachers' ethics and are not allowed by the title of teacher.

Teacher, you have taught us all your life to understand why we should pursue something and why we should admire ourselves. Teacher, you left the most beautiful smile to this beautiful world. You are a myth in our hearts.

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.

Teacher, you sow spring, ideals and strength with the noblest feelings of human beings. ...

Teacher, you have worked hard. We love you!

Poetry 2 about teachers: You are the spring breeze.

Brush gently

Sleeping seeds emerge from the ground.

You are a lantern.

Height speaks for itself.

Light the way to truth.

You are an aphorism.

Open your lips gently.

Stupid thoughts are like awakening.

You use it to teach Lu Xun.

You taught Chen Jingrun with 123.

You are a brick.

Dedicate yourself and produce a lot of beautiful jade at the same time.

On this stage where businessmen and stars gather.

You are a supporting actor with few lines.

But it is the only pair of bright eyes.

You are not rich.

But no one said you were poor.

You are not strong.

But you can change a country, a nation.

You are not great.

But I still raised my right hand.

Hello, teacher.

Poem 3 about the teacher: The teacher's eyes are really beautiful.

I fell down while walking,

The teacher smiled at me with his eyes.

I won't feel any pain.

The teacher's eyes are really bright,

When I ask questions, I'm scared.

The teacher encouraged me with her eyes,

I answered bravely. The teacher's eyes are so big that all the children in the class are put in.

Whose braid is loose,

Whose button fell off,

Whose shoes are on backwards,

The teacher's eyes all know.

Poetry 4 about teachers is like a flower in a dream.

Let's have a aftertaste.

The teacher's eyes

Those are talking eyes

He told us.

self-confidence and self-reliance

She told us

Tolerance and friendliness

She told us

enjoy life

She told us

cherish the present

The teacher's eyes

Those are talking eyes

Five poems dedicated to teachers.

Send you a bunch of flowers.

Express our respect for you;

Send you a touching song,

Bring you a little sweetness.

Teacher-you have worked hard,

You took us through the storm,

It was you who fed us with the nutrition of knowledge.

But never ask for anything in return.

It was you who answered all the difficult questions for us.

You told us:

When encountering difficulties,

Don't give up easily.

Since then, in our lives,

Always full of joy.

A lot less trouble,

Added a fortitude.

Another harvest autumn,

You still have a marker in your hand.

Painted a beautiful blueprint,

Peaches and plums that nourish the motherland.

It's midnight, and you're still preparing your lessons carefully.

You are still recalling our success in your sleep.

We are flowers in full bloom in spring,

It was you who played a wonderful melody for us.

You are a diligent gardener,

We will remember your words.

Take every step of your life,

Friendly, bodybuilding, realistic and enterprising!

The poem about the teacher 6 1 is not afraid in the dark.

Pandora's box opened bright cherry blossoms.

The sharp falcon has changed.

A cicada that can't talk is dormant on a sleeping branch.

A warm frog hibernates in the arms of summer.

The teacher is you.

Cast a sword painstakingly

Twist your eyes into a bolt of lightning.

Break through the darkness in my soul

2. "You have worked hard"

You make life miserable with earnest persuasion.

Forge me into a disease carrier

Shoot at the legendary Garden of Eden.

When I arrived at my favorite garden,

When I look back at you,

Your hunchbacked figure

It's a bow and arrow that can't be pulled straight anymore!

3. "Everything is love"

One seedling after another.

Under the sunshine and rain.

Grow up healthily and strongly

That shiny leaf

Refracted the teacher.

Selfless love

4. Teacher's love

The bright smiling faces of the students

Jumping is

The teacher's deep love

In the calm eyes of the students

Concentrate on the teacher.

Continuous teacher love

Poetry 7 on Teachers (1)

Others get gold from life.

You can only get flowers.

Your gold is the morning sun.

Your silver is the moon of the fifteenth.

But you still whistle happily.

Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums

Legend has it that angels sing beautiful songs when they are in the underworld.

I happened to pass that fork in the road.

The branches are cold and lonely.

The fragrance of sycamore flowers

A clean ray of light.

You broke a paper crane in your hand.

Long laugh

Oh, how quiet and noisy.

Lively loneliness staring at the distance.

I can't treat you like a sculpture or anything.

It's like thousands of walks

The trajectory is tortuous and must have its own direction.

Often ask, what is worthy of praise?

Unknown or earth-shattering

Well, I can hardly describe it with my mind.

Suddenly, you turn around.

A smile floats by the window.

It's just a metaphor

Just imagine.

The most touching hope turned out to be a casual look.

Passion precipitated and returned to my heart.

(2)

Our teacher

You are a candle,

Shine a faint candlelight;

You're a gardener,

Sweat trickled down;

Ah!

Teacher-

You raised me,

Let me shine for my motherland;

Ah!

Teacher-

You taught me how to be a man,

Your efforts flow in my blood!

Thank you very much, teacher.

Who is it-

Leading the ignorant into the spacious classroom,

Teach us a wealth of knowledge?

It is you! Teacher!

With your hard work and sweat,

Raising the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.

Who is it-

Play naughty. we

Educate people to be considerate and helpful?

It is you! Teacher!

Your care is like a warm spring breeze.

It warms our hearts.

Who is it-

Put young us

Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?

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)

I don't know where the most beautiful language was born.

Yun San.

I only heard the cries of sparrows and rested at the window.

Dream is a phoenix flower.

Or stars.

And lighting

Everyone has their own light.

Cold or hot?

It is not because of persistence that we insist on silence.

It's not fantasy that makes you a little crazy.

Like everyone else.

You are ordinary and extraordinary.

Open up your own direction.

No admiring eyes

Don't look up so much.

The wind blew and the rain stopped.

A breath of Wei Yun floated across the river bank.

Stand on the platform

You became a tree.

The vigorous canopy is green.

The voice of wisdom dwells.

The straight torso is green.

The rings of dignity are getting bigger and bigger.

The winding roots under the podium are also green.

Show people

Scenery of life

In September, there are no delicate flowers in full bloom, but a delicate fragrance is missing.

In September, there is no willow branches stretching, and there is no vitality.

September, because of a festival, is full of beauty; Because a title is full of beauty.

This festival is Teachers' Day.

This title is a teacher.

(4) going to mulberry trees

When you try to grow a new leaf

You can't wait to call me.

look at me

Chew your dedication.

When you have red cymbals for me

I am very happy.

Summon me

Look, I-

The sound of greedy chewing

How many days and nights

You have nurtured my clear body.

Grow old by yourself

Never complained a word.

And you don't expect

It is eternal in my memory.

I didn't say a word when I was ignorant.

Games for young people.

I don't feel old forever.

Also retreated to the distant horizon.

I know how to cry for you until today.

today

I just found out

I will always be your silkworm

Can't live without your sweet shoulders.

Hide under your soft and strong armpit

Enjoy your crown.

Broken sunlight shadow under the sieve.

Warm my every ignorant dream.

ah

until today

today

I only know how to cry for you.

I just found out

I will always be your silkworm

I held my shiny little head high.

But still can't say anything.

The language of love

Poetry 8 about teachers "Thank you, teacher! 》

You taught me the simplest words,

I use it to write the most beautiful poems;

You taught me to use formulas and theorems,

I use it to solve problems in my life;

You told me not to covet fame and fortune,

I understand that this is the truth of being a man;

You told me to cherish friendship,

I put you in my heart with my heart.

In this festival that belongs to you,

I want to say thank you, teacher,

This is for my research,

You will always be involved in late-night work;

In this festival that belongs to you,

I want to say thank you, teacher,

Red hook poured your love,

Leave traces of your wisdom.

The simplest word you have ever taught,

I use it to describe the true meaning of life;

The formulas and theorems you taught,

I learned how to be myself;

The white chalk you used on the blackboard,

At the beginning, it was to pass on knowledge;

You said it was natural to answer questions and teach.

Now you are submerged in the crowd.

In this festival that belongs to you,

I want to say thank you, teacher,

You taught me to study hard,

Serving your hometown, it is difficult to find your footprints;

In this festival that belongs to you,

I want to say that the teacher wishes you well,

Good luck in your future work.

Everything goes well in ordinary life!

Poem 9 about the teacher "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

Poetry about teachers 10 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.