Poetry at the beginning of school

The poems at the beginning of school are as follows:

1, encourage learning

Don Yan Zhenqing, the night light is on at five o'clock, which is when men are reading. Teenagers only know how to play, but don't know how to study hard. When they are old, they regret why they didn't know how to study hard when they were young. Cherish your youth, study hard and make a difference, otherwise it will be too late to regret.

2. Witch hazel

Don Du Qiuniang, I advise you not to cherish the golden robe, and to cherish your youth. When the flowers should be folded, we should fold them quickly, and don't wait for the flowers to wither before folding one. Youth is fair to everyone. Once it is gone, it will never come back. Please cherish time, cherish the people in front of you, and don't wait for it to be lost before sighing.

3. Two songs in Bailudong, the first one.

Don Wang Zhenbai, before you know it, spring is coming. An inch of time is an inch of gold. It is not Taoism that mocks, but the teachings of Duke Zhou are devoted to the study of Confucius. Time is as precious as gold, why don't we study hard and cherish it?

4. Give Wei twenty-two rhymes (excerpt)

Du Fu and Wan Ku in Tang Dynasty didn't starve to death, and the Confucian crown often made mistakes. The son-in-law tried to listen, and the son-in-law asked Chen. Just yesterday's Youth Day, I saw the ambassador in advance. Reading has broken thousands of volumes, and writing is like a god. I read too many books and write articles with ease, like a god.

The significance of starting school:

The classroom is full of expectations, and vigorous youth is flying in my heart. Books and pen and ink are waiting to be interpreted, and the ocean of knowledge is about to set sail. Exchange friendship, students laugh and laugh, and communicate with each other like a spring breeze. New friends embraced happily, and the seeds of friendship took root in our hearts.

Problems in the classroom are like a series of checkpoints, and both teachers and students have to overcome and meet the call of challenges. The spark of knowledge flashes in the brain, and the seeds of wisdom sprout quietly. Hard work and struggle, the pressure of homework always spurs us, and the sweat of hard work permeates everyone. I didn't live up to my efforts. I only persisted in my efforts, and the joy of harvest was soaked with sweat.

The opening season witnessed our growth, and the flowers of knowledge were in full bloom in our hearts. Every progress is a harvest, and we will continue to move forward proudly. Gratitude and memory, thanks to the hard work and teaching of teachers, they are the guides of our knowledge. Recalling the beginning of school, endless beauty, eyes firmly meet the challenges of the future.