Praise the teacher's modern poems 1 others get gold from life.
You can only get flowers.
Your golden morning sun
Your silver, the fifteenth moon.
But you still whistle happily.
Your pride smells of peaches and plums.
Legend has it that angels sing beautiful songs when they are in the underworld.
I happened to pass that fork in the road.
The branches are cold and lonely.
The fragrance of sycamore flowers
A clean ray of light.
You broke a paper crane in your hand.
Long laugh
Oh, how quiet and noisy it is
Lively loneliness staring at the distance.
I can't treat you like a sculpture or anything.
It's like thousands of walks
The trajectory is tortuous and must have its own direction.
Often ask, what is worthy of praise?
Unknown and earth-shattering
Well, I can hardly describe it with my mind.
Suddenly, you turn around.
A smile floats by the window.
It's just a metaphor
Just imagine.
The most touching hope is a casual look.
Passion precipitated and returned to my heart.
Praise the teacher's modern poems II. Our teacher.
Your candle,
Shine a faint candlelight;
Your gardener,
Sweat trickled down;
Ah!
Teacher-
You raised me,
Let me shine for my motherland;
Ah!
Teacher-
You taught me how to be a man,
Your efforts flow in my blood!
Thank you very much, teacher.
Who-
Leading the ignorant into the spacious classroom,
Teach us a wealth of knowledge?
You! Teacher!
With your hard work and sweat,
Raising the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who-
Put naughty us
Educate people to be considerate and helpful?
You! Teacher!
Your care is like a warm spring breeze.
It warms our hearts.
Who-
Put young us
Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?
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.
Praise the teacher's modern poems 3. Teacher,
With your selflessness,
Take me into the door of knowledge.
Fill my empty brain with your wisdom,
Let my life no longer be ignorant and dull.
Teacher,
Three-foot platform, something for nothing.
Every student has a deep brand in his heart.
Growing up with me,
Walk with me on the road of life.
Teacher,
You warmed my young heart with your broad mind,
Teach us the true meaning of being a man with your tongue,
From elementary school to college,
Eternal kindness, eternal knowledge root.
Thank you all the teachers, you have worked hard.
Praise the teacher's modern poems. 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 modern poems 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.
Praise the teacher's modern poems in June and 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 modern poem 7 inch times 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 modern poem 8 You present 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.
Praise the teacher's modern poems 9. 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, and teachers' teaching is like spring rain.
Teachers' style is like green leaves, teachers' occupation is like a tree, and our teachers are good.
Who is the modern poem 10 praise teacher-lead 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 to be a considerate and helpful person?
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 teacher's modern poems 1 1 fruity in September.
Chrysanthemum yellow in September
In September, we remember who is still spreading hope.
We collect sunshine in September.
In September, we sang affectionately.
September is a touching season, cherished by the eyes of knowledge for a lifetime.
There are blessings flying among the autumn leaves in September.
September poets create immortal poems.
In September, we never forgot who was silently making our wedding clothes.
September makes us dare not forget.
In September, we dare not forget who taught us to think.
In September, I dare not forget who made the world have love and books.
In September, we dare not forget who built the temple of knowledge with hard work.
In September, we dare not forget who guided us in confusion.
In September, we watched the wave of wheat harvest.
In September, we were still growing up in textbooks.
In September, we will never forget the admiration we remember with emotion.
There is one thing.
There is something called sacredness.
It is the star that lights up on the horizon at dawn.
Silently according to the first come, first come.
Let's go to the countless flashes in our dreams.
There is something called eternity.
It's a stone coming back from watching the tide by the sea.
Gradually consume life in the wind and rain.
Become a totem worshipped by countless pilgrims
There is a thing called sincerity
This is an unadorned white cloud.
Carry too much with your own fatigue.
The eager eyes of a bird who wants to fly
There is such a thing as making love, simplicity, dedication or.
You can also call it another compliment because she is so beautiful.
Yes, some people wrote a great poem by themselves.
Just like the silent ear of wheat grows and gives birth to hope after harvesting.
Praise the teacher's modern poems 12 I love my teacher.
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!
Zan teacher's modern poems 13,
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 is stronger.
Spring sowing peaches and plums in 3,000 gardens,
Qiu Lai, China is rich in fruits.
Praise the teacher's modern poem 14 The teacher is like a gardener, caring for the flowers in bud.
Teachers are like candles, lighting themselves and illuminating students.
Whenever I see my classmates' homework written neatly,
Her face is full of smiles.
Day after day, year after year,
The footprints of the old days have been printed on the corners of her eyes.
Every day the teacher goes to bed at the latest and gets up at the earliest!
If there were no teachers to feed us hard,
Where did you get generations of talents? ……
Ah, teacher, you are so great!
Whenever I make a mistake,
What I see is really your tolerant eyes!
Teacher, you have worked hard!
Praise teacher's modern poems 15 teacher
Voice of Setenbura
Blow autumn chrysanthemum yellow
Blow osmanthus.
It will also blow the white hair on your temples.
In the fleeting light and shadow.
I seem to be back in your class.
Your hands are covered with chalk dust.
Lead us into one after another
Colorful world
Your kind words
Soothe our once restless hearts.
Your encouraging eyes
Accompany us through those unforgettable lush years.
it's you
In the soil of our hearts
Sow the seeds of truth, goodness and beauty
it's you
Holding the lamp of knowledge
Light up our life path.
I know
Three-foot platform
It is your favorite place.
Solve doubts and teach.
Is your most persistent pursuit
There are students everywhere; There are students all over the country [the world].
This is your lifelong wish.
There is a saying.
The ends of the earth are everywhere.
Only the teacher's kindness is infinite.
In this beautiful September
-In your festival
Let me express my gratitude in words.
Dedicated to my forever teacher