Poems about teachers

Poems about teachers:

1, bee

Tang Luoyin

No matter underground or on the mountain, where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees busy.

After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet?

2. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Don Du Fu.

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

3. Ji Hai's miscellaneous poems are disturbed by worries and forgotten by day.

The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.

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.

4. "Fenghe Gong Ling Lvyetang Planting Flowers"

Don Bai Juyi.

The green field hall occupies the splendor of things, and passers-by show you your home.

Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall?

5. "Untitled"

Don Li Shangyin.

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming.

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.

Not far from her charming mountain, oh, bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .