Praise the teacher's modern poems in graduation season

Lead: Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step. It's another graduation season. I sorted out the recent poems praising teachers in graduation season. Welcome to appreciate them.

The first chapter: On my way of growing up, I praised my teacher's modern poems in graduation season.

Learn to walk upright

It is you who guide with sincere teaching.

expression

learn knowledge

Understand the value of morality, benevolence and righteousness

Without you

My teacher

How much etiquette will this world lack?

honest

help others

Pass on your studies.

Appreciate and repay the help of others.

You taught us.

real ...

Plants in the heart

Chapter 2: Praise teachers in graduation season. On modern poetry.

Drive away two swallows

In this graduation season

I just want to say: thank you, teacher.

I know

I am a naughty and stubborn child.

The curses of many teachers.

Has become a thing of the past

And sneered at me.

because of you

teacher

Your generosity

Your simplicity and kindness

Your heart-to-heart conversation

Your teachings

Your erudition.

Your every move

deeply

deeply

It affected me.

Infected me

Shaped me.

therefore

I have been trying to change my mind.

Stick to your direction

Life goes on and struggle goes on.

at present

I am a teacher, too.

Standing on this three-foot platform

Teach every student well.

Follow your route

Bring every student to a happy harbor.

Although, my grades today are not excellent.

No extraordinary talent

But today I stand on the podium.

I have to say with deep affection and sincerity: thank you, teacher.

Chapter 3: Praise teachers in graduation season. No matter how high it is,

It all started in primary school.

No matter how big the official position is,

Are educated.

Teacher, teacher,

Dear teacher.

Engineers of the human soul,

Hard work and sweat breed peaches and plums.

No matter how violent the storm is,

Escort students home.

Marking papers, preparing lessons, evaluating homework,

Often go to bed late and get up early.

Teacher, teacher,

Dear teacher.

Write with chalk, silkworms spin silk,

Farming and sowing on the blackboard.

Chapter four: Modern poems praising teachers in graduation season. I am the moon.

because of you

? sun

Humans can witness my glory.

Your guardian

This is the luck of my life.

My teacher.

I miss song for you.

You used the blackboard eraser.

Purified my mind.

You used chalk.

In my blackboard-like mind

Full of wisdom

It's you, it's you.

Give me the teaching and motto of success.

Soybean moon

because of you

? sun

Humans can witness my glory.

tomorrow

I have collected billions of stars.

After work.

Continue to illuminate the whole land.