In our daily life, everyone has more or less come into contact with some classic poetry. Poetry uses highly concise language to vividly express the author's rich emotions, reflect social life in a concentrated way, and has A literary genre with a certain rhythm and rhyme. Are you still looking for excellent and classic poetry? The following are short poems about praising teachers that I have collected. Welcome to read and collect them. A brief poem about praising teachers 1
Four spring breezes bring preparation,
Several autumn rains wash away the gap.
The black hair is covered with frost and weaves the sun and the moon,
The spring and autumn are written wordlessly in chalk.
The silk has been spun out in spring but is still young,
The tears of candles turn to gray and become thicker in autumn.
Three thousand peaches and plums are sown in spring, and China is filled with fruits in autumn. Short poems about praising teachers 2
I love my teacher
Teachers are like red candles,
igniting the torch in the hearts of students,
But he burned himself,
Until the red candle turned to ashes.
Teachers are like gardeners,
nurturing our flowers,
but working hard on themselves,
until physical exhaustion All.
When we grow up, we must become the pillars of the country,
Ah! The teacher is so selfless!
Ah! Teacher, we love you! Short poems about praising teachers 3
Teacher, thank you for your hard work
Who is it that leads us who are ignorant into the spacious classroom,
teaches us rich knowledge?
It’s you! teacher!
With your hard work and sweat,
You have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who is it that educates us naughty people into people who can be considerate and help others?
It’s you! teacher!
Your care is like the gentle spring breeze
It warms our hearts.
Who is it that cultivates us young people into mature and sensible teenagers?
It’s you! teacher!
Your protection allows us to grow healthily.
Bear fruitful results in the golden autumn season.
Thank you for your hard work! teacher!
People who work hard in the scorching heat and cold.
Thank you for your hard work! teacher!
People who devote their youth to nothing.
We pay high respect to you!
——Thank you for your hard work, teacher!
I can only help you so much, teacher.
Teacher - you are like the drizzle in spring,
Moisturizing the flowers and irrigating the earth,
And we continue to suck the drizzle to grow. Long growth.
Teacher - you are like a gust of wind in autumn,
blowing the earth yellow, calling gold to the rice,
and we got the fruits of the harvest.
Teacher - you are the one who lit the brightest light for me on my dark road of life;
Teacher - you are the one who illuminates my misty road of life. My guide;
Teacher - you are the one who pointed out the way forward for me in my bumpy life;
Teacher - you are the one who gave me the guidance. Gave me a pair of powerful wings, allowing me to travel in the world of knowledge! Short poems about praising teachers 4
The golden wind brings laughter, and the fragrance of osmanthus flowers floats.
Teacher’s Day is here again today.
I don’t know how much hard work the teacher has put in for our growth.
We will never forget the teacher’s caress for us.
Hello, teacher!
People compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves.
People compare teachers to gardeners, who cultivate peaches and plums to bloom all over the world.
Teaching is a noble career under the sun.
The teacher gave us the sunshine of ideals and the sunshine of wisdom.
The teacher guides us to embark on the road of life full of sunshine.
The teacher hopes that we will become the sun of the new century.
The teacher’s words are like spring rain nourishing my heart.
Teachers use the rain and dew of knowledge to water our growth.
The gentle spring rain is the teacher’s care for us.
The teacher’s words and deeds are like spring rain that moistens things silently.
The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up like a red flower.
The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently.
The green color of the leaves symbolizes the teacher’s eternal youth.
When we are like flowers in full bloom, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves.
Teachers are like big trees, with blue sky above their heads and earth under their feet, silently benefiting society.
The teacher is a big tree, bringing a spring scenery to the world.
The teacher sows the seeds of hope and cultivates us into a forest.
When a small tree grows into a pillar, remember the gardener’s kindness in nurturing it.
Yes, the teacher’s enthusiasm is like the sun, the teacher’s teachings are like spring rain,
The teacher’s style is like green leaves, the teacher’s career is like a big tree, our teachers are good. Short poems about praising teachers 5
You present a flower,
I present a flower,
Let us weave a big garland,
Dedicated to my dear teacher and mother.
It is you who gave the seeds,
The warmth of the sun;
It is you who watered the seedlings with your sweat.
Your eyes are like bright stars,
Shining with charming brilliance;
Your singing is like a spring stream,
< p> Bringing joy to everyone.No matter where we go,
Always remember your love;
No matter where we go.
Always remember your words.
No matter where we go,
Always remember your love;
No matter where we go,
It will always be you of a flower. Brief poems about praising teachers 6
September has arrived as scheduled.
The world is brilliant because of this.
We sing September,
Because this is your eternal festival.
We remember September,
Because this is our sincere confession.
September is a cup overflowing with love,
We raise it high with both hands
In the sound of sincere blessings,
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Please cheers.
The music of September has been played.
Please accept our September gift.
All teachers who are working hard on the education front. Short poems about praising teachers 7
I once remembered your hands covered with powder.
I remember your compassionate teachings.
I remember your new silver hair.
Because of you, many students can become talented.
Because of you, the world will be so civilized.
Teacher, you are the beacon,
Find home for children who have lost their way.
Teacher, you are an angel. Short poems about praising teachers 8
Others get gold from life,
You can only get the fragrance of flowers.
Your gold is the morning sun,
Your silver is the fifteenth moon.
But you are still whistling happily,
Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums.