An ancient poem about the teacher's great god 1. A poem praising the teacher's selfless dedication
1, spring silkworms will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night: spring silkworms will spin until they die.
The candle was lit until it went out. Use natural phenomena to express a great dedication.
-Li Shangyin "Untitled" 2. Peaches and plums have fragrant flowers and sweet fruits. Although he can't speak, he still attracts people to enjoy flowers and taste fruits under the tree, which means that a person has won people's respect for his sincerity and noble quality. -"Historical Records Biography of General Li" 3. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently: Spring rain falls quietly at night with the spring breeze, moisten things silently and moisten everything on the earth.
Describe a person's help and concern for others without leaving a trace and asking for nothing in return. -Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night 4. Falling red is not heartless, but turning it into spring soil can protect flowers better: flowers falling from trees in autumn are not heartless, they leave trees only to turn them into nutrients in spring soil to ensure better flowers in the coming year.
Show a spirit of unwilling to give up, continue to struggle and selfless dedication. -Gong Zizhen's Miscellaneous Poems 5. Once a teacher, always a father: students should respect their teachers like their fathers, not only to learn their cultural knowledge and morality, but also to learn their ways and skills of speaking.
Even if you are only a teacher for one day, you should respect yourself as a father all your life. In a threesome, there must be four spring breezes and several autumn rains to wash away the gap.
Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon, and chalk writes the spring and autumn without words. Before the spring is old, the silk spits, and the candle tears turn into gray and autumn is thicker.
Peach and plum are sown in three thousand gardens in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits. Or, modern poetry? 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.
There is no road from Pengshan to Bluebird. Listen! -Give me what she said! Praise the teacher. I remember your hands were covered with powder. I remember your kind teaching. I remember your new silver hair. Because of you, students can become talents. The world is so civilized because of you. Teacher, you are a bright light, and you have found a home for the children who have lost their way. You are the angel of September, dedicated to the teacher, and arrived as scheduled. Therefore, the world is brilliant.
We sing September, because it is your eternal festival. We remember September because it was our sincere confession.
September is an emotional cup. We hold high our sincere wishes with our hands. Please drink a toast. The music has been played in September, please accept our gifts in September, all the teachers who are struggling in the education front.
The teacher praised others for getting gold from life. You can only get flowers. Your gold is the sunrise, your silver is the fifteenth moon, and you are still whistling happily. Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums. Celebrate Teachers' Day. It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring. Who is it-educating naughty people into people who can help others? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts.
Who is it-to train young people into mature and sensible teenagers? 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! I can only help you here, old teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring, nourishing flowers and irrigating the earth, and we are also trying to suck the drizzle and grow. Teacher-you are like an autumn breeze, blowing the yellow land and calling for rice. We have a bumper harvest.
Teacher-in my dark life, you lit the brightest lamp for me; Teacher-you are the guide on my misty life; Teacher-you pointed out the direction for me in my rough life; Teacher-you gave me a pair of powerful wings, let me travel in the world of knowledge! You present a flower, I present a flower, let's weave a big wreath for my dear teacher and mother. It is you who gave the seeds, the warmth like sunshine; It was you who watered the seedlings with sweat.
Your eyes are like bright stars, shining with charming brilliance; Your singing is like a clear spring, which brings joy to everyone. Wherever we go, always remember your feelings; No matter where we go.
Always remember your words. Wherever we go, always remember your love; Wherever we go, it will be a flower of yours.
The golden wind sends laughter, and the sweet-scented osmanthus floats. Today's teacher's holiday is coming again.
Teachers have worked hard for our growth. We will never forget the teacher's love for us.
Hello, teacher! People compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves. People compare teachers to gardeners and cultivate peaches and plums all over the world.
Teachers are the noblest career in the world. The teacher gave us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine.
The teacher guided us to the path of sunny life. Teachers expect us to be the sun in the new century.
The teacher's words moisten my heart like spring rain. The teacher watered our growth with the rain of knowledge.
Gentle spring rain is the teacher's love for us. The teacher's words and deeds are like spring rain.
The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up as red flowers. The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently.
The green leaves symbolize that teachers are always young. When we bloom like flowers, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves.
Teachers are like trees, with blue sky overhead and feet on the earth, silently benefiting the society. Teachers are big trees, bringing spring scenery to the world.
The teacher sowed the seeds of hope and cultivated us into a forest. Young trees grow into pillars, never forgetting the gardener's cultivation.
Yes, teachers' enthusiasm is like the sun, teachers' teaching is like spring rain, teachers' style is like green leaves, teachers' career is like a tree, and our teachers are good.
2. What poems describe the teacher's selfless dedication?
1, "Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drip the wick dry every night." -Tang Li Shangyin
Moral: Silkworms don't spin silk until they die, and candles burn to ashes and drip dry tear-like wax oil.
2. "Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud will protect flowers more"-Gong Zizhen in Qing Dynasty
I quit my job and went home, just like a fallen flower falling from a branch, but it was not a heartless thing. It has become the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.
3, peaches and plums are self-sufficient. -Western Han Dynasty: Sima Qian
Peach tree is not attractive, but because it has flowers and fruits, people walk around it and become a path.
4. Who will work hard for whom after picking flowers into honey? -Tang Dynasty: Luo Yin
Bee, you picked all the flowers and made nectar. Who have you worked hard for and who do you want to taste the sweetness?
5. Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently-Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
Spring rain falls quietly at night with the spring breeze, silently moistening everything on the earth. Describe a person's help and concern for others without leaving a trace and asking for nothing in return.
3. Praise the teacher's selfless dedication to poetry
1, spring silkworms will weave until they die, and every night, candles will drip the wick dry. -Don Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we parted.
Spring silkworms don't spin silk until they die, and tear-like wax oil can only drip dry when candles burn to ashes.
2, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. -Qing Gong Zizhen's "Jihai Miscellaneous Work"
I quit my job and came home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but it was not a heartless thing. It has become the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.
Your husband is full of peaches and plums, why not plant more flowers in front of the hall? -Tang Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Wind Lotus Green Field Hall"
Pei Gongling's students are all over the world. Where is it necessary to plant flowers in front of the door?
4. Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by old cadres. -Hsinchu of Xie
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches.
5, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Spring rain falls quietly at night with the spring breeze, silently moistening everything on the earth. Describe a person's help and concern for others without leaving a trace and asking for nothing in return.
4. Feel the teacher's great poems
1. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.
2. 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 colors are more worrying.
Spring sowing peaches and plums in 3,000 gardens,
Qiu Lai, China is rich in fruits.
3. 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,
5. What poems describe "teachers' selfless dedication"?
It was a long time before I met her, but even longer after we broke up.
Tang Dynasty: 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.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Translation:
The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to part when we break up. Moreover, the weather in late spring, the east wind is about to close, is even more sad.
Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.
Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear. Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression.
The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope a messenger like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.
2. Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems (5)
Qing Dynasty: Gong Zizhen
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.
Translation:
The sadness of parting extends to the distant sunset. When I left Beijing, I felt like I was at the end of the world with a wave of my whip to the east.
I quit my job and went home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but it was not a heartless thing. It has become the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.
3. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Tang Dynasty: 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.
Translation:
Good rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring when everything is born.
With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.
Thick dark clouds covered fields and alleys, and small lights were lit, and fishing boats on the river flashed.
Look at the flowers with dew tomorrow morning, and Chengdu will be full of flowers.
4. bees
Tang Dynasty: Luo Yin
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?
Translation:
No matter on the flat ground, on the mountain, where flowers bloom in the wind, there are bees running.
Bee, you picked all the flowers and made nectar. Who have you worked hard for and who do you want to taste the sweetness?
5. Historical records
Western Han Dynasty: Sima Qian
Peaches and plums say nothing, but they go their own way.
Translation:
Peach tree is not attractive, but because it has flowers and fruits, people walk around it and become a path.