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★☆ Teacher's love ★☆
★ ☆ Ode to the teacher ★ ☆
I'm just a teacher.
★ ☆ Poems and songs dedicated to teachers ★ ☆
★ ☆ Praise the teacher's poem ★ ☆
★ ☆ Reading teachers' morality and style poems: teachers' love
Your big hand
Used to hold my little hand
Write a hook-shaped 5 over and over again
This Arabic number
I met him after school.
the first issue
Every obstacle on the road of life
You are pointing at Xinghua Village.
Let me stumble upon it
From composition to life.
In 1958
Great Leap Forward (1958-1960)
Second-year students
Lost in the dark campus
Home is the home that children must go to every day.
Dare not go home
I was in tears.
Your left hand holds my right hand.
Electric batons lit up the rugged road.
Sweep ghosts
The green eyes of the jackal
Review one's school days
Every time I get lost in the harbor of my home
You brought me back to my spiritual home.
★ ☆ Teachers' Morality and Style Recite Poem 2: Praise the Teacher
Four degrees of spring breeze,
Several autumn rains washed away the gap.
Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon,
Chalk has no words to write spring and autumn.
Spring blossoms,
Candle tears turn to ashes, and autumn is stronger.
Spring sowing peaches and plums in 3,000 gardens,
Qiu Lai, China is rich in fruits.
★ ☆ Teacher's morality and style read poem 3: I'm just a teacher.
I am just an ordinary teacher.
Pace on the campus path every day.
Look at the birds flying lightly in the tree.
Look at Sunglow's blushing face.
Listen to their happy songs and laughter.
I am also like a bird flying in the bushes.
The birds hid in the dense branches.
The leaves covered their eyes.
Birds pass through layers of leaves.
Look deep into my heart
There are simple greetings from birds every day.
Makes my heart surge.
I believe many flowers are with birds.
Call your name every day.
They use furry voices.
Still with a lush feeling.
Even, dancing in the sun.
Calling me, calling me, enriches the artistic conception of poetry.
Walking in the beautiful Woods
Watch bees fly in spring.
Think of the green and pink willows in summer.
How dare you pretend to be a teacher?
Upward trees and overgrown grass
Let how many hypocritical floating crazy heartbeat.
Admire the humility of trees and shrubs.
Listen to the sound of flowers and plants
Leave a disguise for yourself.
And full of moldy economic knowledge.
Actually, it's not as good as that bird shit
Nourish lush life.
I often boast that I am a teacher on weekdays.
Pacing on the busy road every day.
I can't understand the communication between flowers and grass.
I can't guess the silence of this tree.
Look, the bird is in the Woods.
Eavesdropping the world without moving.
How to enter my heart
Like these birds hiding in the green leaves.
And how to impress _ _
The journey of these flowers and plants in spring
How can we teach them when the autumn wind blows?
Decorate the dream of youth with golden leaves?
★☆ Teachers' Morality and Style Read Poems 4: Poems for Teachers
Hard gardener
How many years of seasonal cycles, how many spring, summer, autumn and winter,
You are a red candle burning bright life,
How much blood and sweat, not seeking fame and history.
You spread the fire of wisdom with true feelings.
Just like the spring silkworm gave her lifelong loyalty,
Just like Dong Mei singing the song of early spring.
How many sleepless nights, how many times the lights are on,
In the long night, there is a figure at your desk.
Add China hair to the hair, and the three-foot platform laughs.
You shorten the distance between heart and heart with love.
You are the sunshine that melts the cold ice and snow,
You are the guide to lead 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.
★ ☆ Reciting Poems with Teachers' Morality and Style Five: Praising the Teachers' Poems
What is a teacher like?
Teachers are like red candles,
Illuminate the path of knowledge.
What is a teacher like?
Teachers are like spring rain,
Sprinkle bits and pieces of knowledge in our hearts.
What is a teacher like?
Teachers are like gardeners,
Cultivate young us into a tree that knows knowledge.
What is a teacher like?
A teacher is like a golden key.
Lead the ignorant into the treasure house of knowledge.
What is a teacher like?
Teachers are like bosom friends,
Sow love and warmth,
Gain trust and respect.
What is a teacher like?
Teachers are like our mothers,
Stay with us every day,
Tell us some colorful knowledge.
What is a teacher like?
Teachers are like our fathers,
Always urging us strictly,
Don't waste your youth because the teacher gave us so much knowledge.
I wish all the teachers will always be young and beautiful.
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