Praise the teacher's poem

In our daily life, everyone has collected poems that impress him deeply. Poetry has the characteristics of refinement and implication, and plays a role in reflecting social life and expressing thoughts and feelings. Are you still looking for excellent classic poems? The following are my carefully arranged poems praising teachers for reference only. Welcome to read!

Praise the teacher's poem 1 inch chalk

Dye your hair white

Take it off and light a candle.

Illuminate others

Let one hieroglyph after another

Become the footprints you have walked through

Climb to the top of the cliff

Let the latecomers step on your shoulders.

Send groups of students on the road.

Twinkling Stars

Brilliant

Use up the last bit of waste heat

This is a teacher's life.

Engineers of the human soul!

Praise the teacher's poem 2 gray tile

Fall into the autumn rain

The green moss forms a yearning.

Filter out the dust of the years

A drop of pure water

Run down from the eaves

Moisturize another bumper harvest

The wind crumpled enough paper.

The shadow of candlelight shattered.

The song of insects at night

Enlarge a graph.

You have a pen in your hand.

There is silver hair on his head.

Imagine the route after dawn.

The combination of chalk and blackboard

The combination of books and sounds.

Will always be the melody in the classroom

A thin body

Full of years of wind, frost and joy.

Just for the peaches and plums under the green forest tree.

Orchards are all over the world.

For a man,

The birthright I've been waiting for all my life.

Teachers paid by the government

Praise the teacher's poem 3 others get gold from life

You can only get flowers.

Your gold is the morning sun.

Your silver is the moon of the fifteenth.

But you still whistle happily.

Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums

Praise the teacher's poem 4 Teachers are like red candles.

It ignited the fire in the students' hearts.

But it burned itself,

Until the red candle turns to ashes.

Teachers are like gardeners,

Grow flowers,

But I work hard for myself,

Until the physical strength is exhausted.

When we grow up, we must become the pillars of the country.

Ah! The teacher is so selfless!

Ah! Teacher, we love you!

Praise the teacher's poem 5 I remember your hands were covered with powder.

I remember your kind teaching.

I remember your new silver hair.

Because of you, many students can become talents.

Because of you, the world will be so civilized

Teacher, you are a bright light.

Find a home for the lost children

Teacher, you are an angel.

September, dedicated to the teacher.

September, as scheduled.

Therefore, the world is brilliant.

We sing September,

Because this is your eternal festival.

We remember September,

Because this is our sincere confession.

September is an emotional cup,

We hold it high with our hands.

In sincere wishes,

Please drink.

September music has been played,

Please accept our gift in September.

All the teachers who are struggling on the education front.

Praise the teacher's poem 6 Goldwind sends a smile,

Osmanthus fragrans is floating.

Teacher's day,

Here we go again today.

The teacher we grew up with,

I don't know how much effort I have put into it.

The teacher's love for us,

We will never forget it.

Hello, teacher!

People compare teachers to red candles,

Illuminate others and burn yourself.

People compare teachers to gardeners,

Cultivated peaches and plums bloom 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,

It is the teacher's love for us.

The teacher's words and deeds,

Like the spring rain, it moistens things silently.

Teachers are willing to be green leaves,

Make us into red flowers.

The teacher is a green leaf,

Willing to contribute silently.

The green leaves symbolize that teachers are always young.

When we are in full bloom like flowers,

Never forget the kindness of the green leaves.

Teachers are like trees,

Blue sky overhead,

Step on the ground,

Silently benefit the society.

The teacher is a big tree,

Bring spring to the world.

The teacher sowed the seeds of hope,

Cultivate us into a forest.

Small trees grow into pillars,

Don't forget the gardener's cultivation

Yeah,

The teacher's enthusiasm is like the sun,

The teacher's teaching is like spring rain,

The teacher's style is like a green leaf.

A teacher's career is like a big tree.

Our teacher is very good.

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 our young family into a large number of knowledgeable people.

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 our mothers,

Stay with us every day,

Tell us some colorful knowledge.

It is the teacher who has given us so much knowledge.

Here, I wish all teachers always young and beautiful.

Praise the teacher's poem 8. You offer a flower,

I present a flower,

Let's weave a big wreath,

Dedicated to my dear teacher and mother.

You gave the seeds,

As warm as the sun;

You sweat,

Water the seedlings.

Your eyes are like bright stars,

Shining with charming brilliance;

Your song is like a spring stream,

Brought 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,

Will always 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.