After retirement, Mr. Liu still continues to work, is conscientious and cares about the growth of teenagers. What poems are suitable for gift?

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

The mountain is sometimes long, and I am the only teacher who is long.

Seven stunts, two unforgettable essays/ancient road trips by teachers.

Love at first sight is too hasty, and the school flowers are a few degrees red.

Deep friendship is always in the dream of the soul, and deep kindness is always in the heart.

The grass knows that spring will come back soon.

All kinds of red and purple hit Fang Fei.

Huayang has no talent for pods,

Just to solve the problem of heavy snow.

Become a pillar of talent,

Sky, land and sea.

Running around half my life,

Sailing again today,

Yao Lu Mountain is high in water.

Highly respected, knowledgeable,

Look at heroes.

Right time, right place and right person,

Use a pen like a demon,

It's amazing.

Jade pot with ice in its heart

Zhu Bi wrote the soul of a teacher.

As earnest as a father's language.

Talk like friends and relatives.

A few lines of light words

Make a deep impression on life

The hope of the latecomers

Report success to the master

Reward teachers

There is nowhere in the void, like glass.

No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry.

Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty of Yuan Dynasty

East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master.

Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.

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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 dry when they turn to dust.

This poem was originally written about lovesickness between men and women, but the last two sentences are now often used to praise teachers.

Three-foot platform, three-inch tongue, three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums

Ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain and a hundred thousand columns.

Falling in love is not heartless,

Turn into spring mud to protect flowers.

Choose a few words by yourself.