In real life or work and study, many people have been exposed to some classic poems. Poetry is a literary genre that expresses feelings and wishes. Then the question is, what kind of poetry is classic? The following are my carefully arranged poems praising the teacher. Welcome to read the collection.
Praise the teacher's poem 1 "Dedicated to my teacher"
If I were a small fish in the sea,
May in your turbulent waves,
Swim around happily,
With your insight,
See the majestic depths of the sea.
If I were a stream in the mountains,
May in the rhythm of your autumn rain,
With a hint of joy,
With your figure,
Plus the youth of that autumn.
If I were a cloud in Wushan,
May is in the spring and autumn of your four seasons,
Clean up the dust of my heart,
In your name,
Bloom a rosy light.
Three-foot platform, chalk silently narrates the spring and autumn,
Black hair and white hair,
Spring sowing peaches and plums, fruitful autumn writing,
Spinning silk feeds China.
Ah, my teacher, my beloved teacher,
You washed my soul with your thoughts,
Educate me to grow up all the way.
Ah, my teacher, my beloved teacher,
It is you who use your knowledge to build a cultural bridge.
Pushing me all the way.
If I were a jingwei poet,
I will write this poem with great enthusiasm.
To express my feelings at the moment,
In praise of your careful preparation,
Thank you for your baptism.
Oh, not only that,
These are far from enough,
I want to use candles, use gardeners,
There is the image of sunshine and spring breeze.
Praise your dignity,
To set off your height and noble character.
Oh, not only that,
These are far from enough,
I also want to use songs, poems,
With words of blessing, these eternal words,
To show my admiration for you,
Sing of my love for you.
Praise the teacher's poem. You stole the treasure of wisdom from the sky.
And pass it on to the world,
But no one knows your name,
Even if no one knows, I will praise you-
My lovely and amiable teacher!
You are a great sculptor,
I am an ordinary stone.
Without your discovery, I would sink forever,
It's your carving bit by bit,
I'll only get better and better every day,
When the last chisel fell-you smiled.
Because I'm not that ordinary stone anymore.
That's a muddy green jade.
You are a hardworking farmer,
I am a helpless seedling,
You work hard bit by bit, water bit by bit,
In exchange for my growth day by day,
When I'm mature-you smiled.
Because I am no longer that helpless seedling.
But full and strong golden rice!
I praise you,
You are a candle that burns yourself and illuminates others.
I praise you,
You are a silkworm, spitting out "life" and gorging others.
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A thousand words are summed up in one sentence.
Teacher-I love you!
Praise the teacher's poem 3 teachers' day poems
Your flower-like youth withers here
Your passionate figure collapses here.
Your dry eyes are confused here
Your heavy footsteps sigh here.
Sometimes, you are the sad tears of your parents.
Sometimes, you are a sad topic for friends and relatives.
Sometimes, you are a difficult choice for your daughter.
Sometimes, you are the aftertaste of soul nothingness.
I never thought that your free and easy talent would be trampled on in the world of mortals.
I never thought that your profound thoughts would be shot in the world of mortals.
I never thought that your rough life would be bullied at will in the world of mortals.
I never thought that your cry of blood and tears was coldly faced in the world of mortals.
On Teacher's Day, you are just my flickering red candle.
Teacher's Day, you are just my ethereal sigh.
Fiona Fang classroom, where the wind and rain sound.
Three-foot platform, state affairs and family affairs, what's going on in the world germinates here.
Suppose you are a spring breeze
You are softer and fresher than the spring breeze.
Say you are rain and dew
You are clearer and more mellow than rain and dew.
You use the charm of knowledge to open the heart of ignorance.
Take the road of civilization
You lead young people with the brilliance of reason.
Get out of the confusion of flower season and the mud of rainy season
Facing a pair of eager eyes
You can't have a rest.
Naive image.
Occupy your inner balance.
You are also a bloody person.
But you'd rather stick to this ordinary post all your life.
You are also a mother.
But you have given more students more care.
When others are intoxicated by flowers and moonlight.
You read the newspaper on the table in front of the desk lamp.
When others and their families are happy.
You may be on your way home.
You also have love.
But in the face of relatives, I always shed tears of guilt.
You have ambitions, too.
Can face a heavy burden
But you are always bitter and silent.
Spring silkworms are exhausted!
Your silkworm-like feelings, like spring breeze and rain, moisten the hearts of generations.
Candles will cry the wick away every night!
Your red candle spirit will live forever, Mr. Zhao, and you will be born after grace.
Praise the teacher's poem 5 Bend down.
Erase the grievances of every flower.
Cheer up.
Eyes get up from piles of homework.
Comb your white hair.
So many peaches and plums.
Collective salute to you.
I am the mirror of time.
learn about you
Hard for whom, sweet for whom.
I am the eyes of the night.
The wax torch turns to ashes, and there should be no tears.
Midsummer fruit is so sweet.
The saplings grow up and the flowers bloom.
To be the first, good news spreads frequently.
You are like the earth.
Smile kindly.
Teachers' Day is a festival for teachers with conscience.
Teachers' professional nobility is not wearing high hats,
Peaches and plums all over the world are not whitewashing peace.
It's completely unnecessary
Take part in the annual horse riding competition.
A temporary glow on the surface,
also
Those insignificant profits
My eyes,
Can't see the essence of teachers,
The essence of teachers is hard work,
Teachers' performance,
Not now, but in the future.
When you are Teacher's Day
Holiday gifts and greetings received,
That's the real Teacher's Day.
When you stop teaching,
Still received from all directions.
Greetings and gifts,
It was always Teachers' Day,
When you are very old,
Become a backbone student
Remember that you care about yourself,
It was my teacher's day,
Teachers' Day is cultivated by teachers.
No one else dubbed it,
No pains, no gains.
Praise the teacher's poem 7 times for 7 days.
Guess what teacher I used to be.
How many nights?
I remembered the sweetness of accompanying me to sleep.
Over time,
You no longer have a sunny figure.
Wash with vicissitudes of life
There are wrinkles on your face.
A three-foot platform.
How many years have you been intoxicated by your beliefs?
Indoctrinated knowledge and teachings
Always remember our hearts.
We have entered the society.
Galloping on every front of the motherland
Even though you are far away from us.
I seem to see your happy smile.
The teacher is a teacher.
You are the halo and pride in my heart.
Today is your happy festival.
I send my heartfelt wishes from afar.
I am far away.
Send deep care from afar.
To my former teacher.
Everyone has a happy and healthy old age.
If I were a little sunflower in the field.
I have absorbed too much nutrition and water from the earth.
My slender stems and dark green leaves.
All grow through the photosynthesis of sunlight.
I know that with the passage of time and the accumulation of the sun and the moon
I have golden flowers in my head.
Teacher, you are the sun that rises in the east and sets in the west.
My head always turns in your direction.
Praise the teacher's poem. Teacher, I praise you.
You are like a key, which opens a treasure house of knowledge for us.
You are like a star, when we are in the fog, you point out the direction of progress;
Teacher, I praise you.
You are like sunshine, cultivating us to grow sturdily;
You are like a big tree, supporting a shade for us in the scorching sun;
Teacher, I praise you.
You are like a silkworm, giving your life's loyalty.
You are like a candle, always illuminating us and burning yourself forever;
Teacher, I praise your wisdom, I praise your greatness, I praise.
Your selfless dedication.
I praise you, teacher!
Praise the teacher's poem 10 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
Poetry article celebrating Teachers' Day-Thank you for your hard work, teacher.
Who-led the ignorant us into the spacious classroom,
Teach us a wealth of knowledge?
It is you! Teacher!
With your hard work and sweat,
Raising the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who is it?-naughty us.
Educate people to be considerate and helpful?
It is you! Teacher!
Your care is like a warm spring breeze.
It warms our hearts.
Who is it-young us?
Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?
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!
That's all I can do, teacher.
Teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring,
Moisten flowers, irrigate the earth,
We are sucking the drizzle and growing.
Teacher-you are like the autumn breeze,
Blow the yellow land, call gold to rice,
We had 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!
Praise the teacher's poem 1 1 teacher's ode
if
I am a towering tree.
I want to use mine
Giant umbrella covering the sky
Resist the heat for you
Keep out the rain for you
Create a warmth for you.
A comfortable paradise
if
I am a bird.
I want to change my voice.
Please your mood.
Let you hug every day
Happiness and joy
if
I am a grass.
I want to put my strength
Inject it into your spine.
Let you no longer
Frustrated by setbacks
if
I am a book.
I hope you can
Read all over the world
Read all kinds of things.
So that in the future,
Better integrate into society
if
I am a flower.
I want my charm
Infiltrate your heart
Let your life
Like a flower
bright and colorful
For everything you have.
I would like to be like a silkworm.
Don't rest until you die
Like a candle
Only when it turns to ashes can it stop.
Teachers' hymns
For children.
Decades of spring and autumn
Three-foot platform
Witness the miracle
For children.
Milky white snow flowers
Fly into holy water
Moisten every student's heart
For children.
The soul travels in heaven
Looking for miracles
Pick beauty.
For children.
A young and energetic body
bowing
have neither complaint nor regret
For children.
Willing to be crushed.
key moment
Sacrifice themselves
For children.
Earlier black hair
As white as frost
Earlier delicate faces crisscrossed.
Carved with traces of time
For children.
Everything is asleep.
You're awake
For children.
When the stars twinkle.
You burn the midnight oil.
Draw a magnificent picture with pen and ink.
For children.
You gave up your family.
Give up wealth
Stick to poverty wholeheartedly
Work hard
Create heaven and earth
For children.
For children.
My teacher.
In your heart
The baby is your god.
Children are your land.
For children.
For children.
teacher
at your home
There are only four words forever.
For children.
Rural teachers
The national flag rises from the soil,
The children are expecting you.
What kept you going?
Ignite the faint light,
Faint but illuminating the mountains!
Singing in the mountains,
The children love you.
What makes you want to stay?
Work hard with the love of a lifetime,
Cultivate a piece of forest!
Ah, nothing,
Children need to read.
but I ...
Love the fragrance of the earth!
Teachers' post
Hard work year after year
Busy month after month.
Get more serious every day.
Always work hard
Has been teaching.
Cherish every minute.
Bless every second.
I have worked hard and I still love it.
Make every effort to get the pillar out.
Since I became a teacher
Give each red heart.
Keep your sleeves clean and dance to your heart's content.
Kay sings on the three-foot platform.
Four seasons plough together.
Taoli cloth covers all corners of the country.
Six or six major events compete for scenic spots
Study hard up and down
Find a way out in all directions
99-99 Return to the Heart
Perfect return to official career
Hold high the lamp and candle of imagination.
I miss my dreams all the way.
Cherish the choice of a lifetime
Unswerving dedication throughout life.
Confessions of people's teachers
I don't dream of the glory of life,
I don't long for a tragic death,
I came from an ordinary family,
There is my place among the stars,
There is my soil on earth.
I don't dream of being praised,
I don't want to be famous,
I am an ordinary people's teacher,
The small podium is my world,
The small blackboard is the window to my heart.
Although I am ordinary,
Although my world is small,
But I'm proud of it,
Look, how many seedlings have been watered by my sweat.
How fragrant the flowers I planted are,
This is the confession of our people's teachers.
Praise the teacher's poem 12 affectionately calls you: "hello, teacher!" "
Send you a word of blessing with deep affection.
Students who travel around the world will never forget the teacher's teaching.
How can Chinese people forget the teacher's upbringing from generation to generation?
Don't say that you have never walked out of the mountain of silence in your life.
Look at the north and south of the great river, inside and outside the Great Wall.
have [with] pupils everywhere; have [with] students all over the country [world]
Don't say you have silver hair.
Your personality spirit is already in the land of China.
Take root and blossom, and live forever.
Say your life is a song.
A difficult song to sing
A difficult and tragic song
But how can rhythmic notes resolve your vicissitudes?
Suppose your life is a tower.
In the long years, how many times have you helped your descendants climb the spine?
But you bear the burden of humiliation and are willing to be a ladder.
Then let life condense into a poem!
There are your surging feelings in the poem.
There are your silent tears
Have your worries and happiness about your country and family.
Teacher, dear teacher.
You shoulder the most sacred mission in the world.
You use your life to shape.
The cornerstone of the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation
The motherland and people are paying tribute to you.
Glory! teacher
Praise the teacher's poem 13 chalk dust
Hazy with your rickety figure
In the classroom
Scattered with your eyes that hate iron and not produce.
In the dim candlelight
It's hard to hide your elegant silver thread.
The distance of these flashes
When we were young, we didn't learn to interpret deeply.
An unrepentant speech in front of the rostrum
Detailed notes in the exercise book
And seemingly innocent laughter on the playground.
These all brand your persistence in "Spring Silkworm to Death"
The continuation of love
You gave us the deepest expectation.
The flowers in spring have come out.
I started a complete dream for the fruit of autumn.
With the wings you gave me
We fly high.
Song of praise 14 for the teacher
Today is Teacher's Day, and I want to dedicate this poem to my beloved teacher to express my gratitude:
Teacher,
Like a candle,
Bring us light.
Teacher,
Like a gardener,
Water us.
Teacher,
Like a mountain,
Give us the soil of knowledge.
Teacher,
Like the sea,
Take us to the other side of knowledge.
Teacher,
Like white clouds,
Take us to the sky of knowledge.
Teacher,
Like a torch,
Guide us to the grassland of knowledge.
Teacher, you are too tired.
Teacher, you are too bitter,
Teacher, it's very kind of you.
A thousand words:
Thank you teacher!
They say you are a candle.
Burn yourself out, just to illuminate the four sides.
They say you are a gardener.
Only for peaches and plums all his life.
White chalk
Sketch your joys and sorrows.
The pulpit is infinite.
Expand your horizons and hopes.
dance posture
Pulling students' thirsty eyes
Sowing rain and dew
Nourish seedlings and keep growing.
I said you are the mother.
Mother of human civilization
With love and conscience
Wash away the filth of the world
With diligence and wisdom
Expand the richness of civilization
Firm all one's life
Shape the prosperity of the country
And the dream of the future of mankind
Write your style in one line.
Skip your badge with one note.
Sitting on the earth in September
Watching the harvest sky dance for you.
Dance out the splendor of your life
Who said the teacher was lighting candles?
Finally, leave a drop of gray tears in the air.
Who says the teacher is a silkworm?
Turn life into the last thought
In the long river of 5,000 years of civilization,
Teacher, you are a star of wisdom.
Illuminate a spirit and lead it forward.
On the journey of rejuvenating the country through science and education
Teacher, you are the ladder of knowledge.
Cultivate countless talents and win glory for our country.
Preach, teach, and dispel doubts
All-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, beauty and labor.
All for the students, all for the students.
You work very hard, very hard.
Just to continue the true meaning of life, and then continue.
Look, peaches and plums are everywhere.
Bai Hua Man Chun yuan
I am proud of you and applaud you.
You see, the height of respecting teachers and attaching importance to teaching.
Teacher's Day in 36 Spring and Autumn Periods
I'm proud of you, song for you.
I really want to write a poem.
Turn you into an image of words
I really want to sing a song.
Let you surpass the melody.
Sitting in the temple in September
We report our achievements to the party and the motherland together.
We will share the blessings of the party and the motherland together.
Who said you were "xxx" in the old society?
Who said you were a "teacher" in the old calendar?
People's teachers are our justified brands.
The most glorious cause under the sun
The Architect of Human Spirit —— Teachers
Our profession should be so loud.
You should hold your head high.
Confucius, Tao Xingzhi, Wei Shusheng …
One educated elite after another.
Lead us to sail on the sea of education.
You should straighten your heart.
This is an era of knowledge economy.
Science and technology gave birth to the flowers of the motherland.
Just as we are about to wave upon wave to undertake important airborne tasks.
You should stick to your post of teaching and educating people.
The horn of talent competition has sounded.
Those eager eyes
Expect us to send them to the places where they are most needed in the motherland.
Today, Teacher's Day.
This is your most glorious festival.
It is also a gathering blessed by hundreds of millions of people.
Let's share and enjoy with a smile.
Flowers are blooming on the earth.
Applause rang in my heart.
Singing came from all directions.
Let's imagine the future together.
Because brilliant achievements belong to the past.
Imagine a better takeoff tomorrow.
Because yesterday's students have traveled far away.
Imagine a hundred flowers in the spring in the future.
I want to write a poem for you.
Turn your great love into a deep artistic conception.
I want to sing a song for you.
Let your heart and blood melt into warm sunshine.
Sitting on the track in September
We heard the call to get ready.
Let's travel together and open our hearts.
You see, the pace of Renhuai's educational reform.
We're on our way. We're on our way.
Listen, the bell of building a strong education city in Guizhou.
There it is, there it is.
Document No.2 of Human Development is the compass of education.
Renhuai Education Development Conference is inspiring.
Teacher training is another engine.
The horn of benevolent education sounded in spring.
With me, with him, with you.
Let's paint the grand blueprint of education together.
Hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, heart to heart
We are the backbone of benevolent education.
Today, put down your troubles.
Swing away yesterday's gains and losses.
Say goodbye to the hesitation of the past
Today, you open your heart.
Let's let go of our mood together.
* * * Enjoy this happy moment.
Tomorrow, let's build up confidence.
Harness past dreams
Let's walk together, let's create the brilliance of life together.
Tomorrow, let us be filled with lofty sentiments.
Hold high the hope of the future
Let's walk together and write the chapter of education together.
Here, I want to bless.
Bless our teacher affectionately.
Have a successful career and good health.
Here, I would like to wish
Sincerely bless our education.
Carry forward the past and make progress every day.
Praise the teacher's poem 15 teacher's eyes
In good mental state
Warm our hearts
Inspire us to be positive.
A kind heart
Just like parents caressing their children.
A persuasive classroom
Like a gardener who grows flowers and plants.
On the playground of competitive sports
Fight like soldiers.
The teacher's eyes
Blinking with wisdom and ideals
The scent of confession
Doors and windows that soak our hearts
Full of love and expectation
Like golden sunshine.
Like a silver moon
Light our stars.
The teacher's trusting eyes
Let us be filled with lofty sentiments.
Gentle and friendly eyes
Let us be filled with the power of love.
Strong and deep eyes
Let's make progress.
Serious and sharp eyes
Let's correct our mistakes and find the direction.
Serious and focused eyes
Stay in the classroom
Stay in the sea of knowledge
The teacher's eyes
As wide as the sea.
As long as a mountain.
Cultivate peaches and plums with fragrant branches
The teacher's eyes
From her nobility.
Always remember in our hearts
Always light our way forward.