2. On Jiang's self-praise poems

Write a poem about praising the teacher 1. Write a poem praising the teacher.

Ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain and a hundred thousand columns.

Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship.

We are the flowers of our motherland, and our teacher is a diligent gardener.

From then on, the friendship between teachers and friends was lost, and the title was temporarily sent to the Dragon Boat Festival. It's hard to say whether you will win or lose as a soldier, so don't forget when Lingshan was born.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

Spring scenery is full of green mountains and rivers, and peaches and plums are laughing in spring. East, west, north, south and spring are always there, only when the teacher pays attention.

You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation!

Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others.

For the country, the family and the people, the wind, the sun and the rain. Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, the sun, the moon and the stars will accompany you all your life.

Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring!

Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating us.

You have propped up the backbone of our generation!

2. Write a poem praising the teacher.

Praise the teacher's poem

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.

3. Praise the teacher's poems and write them yourself.

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.

4. Write a poem praising the teacher yourself

1, the higher the cation, the stronger the drillability.

2. Teachers are like a long bridge leading to the knowledge coast.

3, a threesome, there must be my teacher.

4, there is nowhere in the void, as if it were glass. No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry. Poems about thanking teachers.

5. Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by old cadres. New students will be born next year, and 100 thousand dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi.

I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland.

7. The teacher is like a big tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain.

8. Be upright and do things aboveboard. Bringing together heroes from all sides, we will make a name for ourselves and make the world mine.

9. Listen to me.

10, once a teacher, always a father.

1 1, the most glorious profession under the sun, the engineer of human soul.

On jiang's self-eulogy poems. Poems praising the river.

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. (Wang Zhihuan's "Ascending the zygomatic sparrow building")

Sometimes I ride the wind and waves, raise my muddy sails and sail in the deep sea. (Li Bai's "A Difficult Section")

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. (Wang Wei: "Summit")

Say goodbye to the Yellow River and stay in Montenegro at dusk. ((Mulan word))

On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. (Li Bai: "Looking at Lushan Waterfall")

Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. (Wang Zhihuan: Liangzhou Ci)

The Yellow River winds from a distant place, carrying thousands of miles of yellow sand. (Liu Yuxi's "Langtaosha")

2. Jiang Zi's poems

The ship will not die, and the river and sea will send the rest of my life.

Talents have come forth in large numbers for hundreds of years.

The sea level rises, the night continues, and the old year melts in freshness.

The river of no return, a romantic figure who has traveled through the ages.

Sailing alone in the blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.

Take the distant mountains and swallow the Yangtze River, and the soup is boundless.

Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fishing fire, worrying about sleep.

At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.

Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and Higashi Shimizu came back here.

The river is green, and there are songs on the Langjiang River.

At sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue.

Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring water warms the duck prophet.

When the sun sets, it is beautiful, and the flowers and plants in the spring breeze are very fragrant.

Wild and wild, the book is low, Jiang Qingyue is close to the people.

A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.

I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.

Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright.

Say goodbye to Baidi Caiyun and return to Jiangling one day.

Cold and rainy, Wu's night, plain and lonely.

It's a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and I meet you when the flowers fall.

How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

3. Seek: Zanhe's poems, pay attention to poetry, not the whole.

1. Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and the Yangtze River is endless. -"Ascending the Mountain" Tang Du Fu 2. Lonely sails travel far to the blue mountains and only look at the Yangtze River in the sky. -"Don't say goodbye to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Tang Libai 3. Is the emperor in the pavilion safe now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself! -Don Wang Bo's poem Deng. 4. But the Yangtze River sends water and the white clouds go away. -Zhang Tang Xu Ruo, Riverside Night. 5. Yun Fan is out of reach, and the Yangtze River flows from dusk. -Goodbye Tang Libai. 6. Wan Li has the Yangtze River, with deep return air and the sun moving alone. -Wang military forces make two horns move. Liu Di and Vian are connected to the cloud. -stone 8. The Yangtze River is green in spring and lotus leaves are as big as money. -Spring Biequ "Zhang Tang Ji" 9. Children often fall into the Yangtze River and live in the old place next to their nests every night. -Ten crying sons Tang Yuanzhen 10. How the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, which is gone forever. -Li Bai's Into the Wine 12, The Yellow River falls into the East China Sea, and Wan Li writes it in his heart. -Li Bai's Fourteenth Gift to Pei 13. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds and is an isolated city of Wan Ren Mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci 14, Lonely Smoke in the Desert. The ocean drained the golden river. -Wang Zhihuan's "Heron Tower" (16) I want to cross the Yellow River, the frozen ferry (17) I want to climb Taihang Mountain. -Li Bai's Difficult Travel (17) and the sand of Wan Li and the Yellow River (with twists and turns) will be swept away. -Liu Yuxi? Tang's waves and sands.

4. The ancients praised nanxi river's poems.

Nanxi river, the beauty lies in simplicity and natural wildness; Nanxi river; Beauty lies in purity, softness and no pollution.

After verification, the sediment concentration is only one tenth of a gram per cubic meter, the water quality is neutral, and the PH value is 7, which meets the national first-class water standard and is praised as "the best water in the world" by experts. The stream is magnificent, with the reflection of the river, clear water and lifelike fish and gravel.

For example, boating on the river during the day, overlooking the green hills, looking at the gloomy beaches and forests, overlooking the blue river and enjoying the scenery of streams and mountains, makes people feel relaxed and forget to return; For example, swimming in the river at night, seeing the fishing fire, smelling the night song of the fishing boat, being gently brushed by the river wind and listening to the running water are enough to express your feelings; Such as resting in the beach forest, covering the lawn, the day is faint, hazy and quiet, heart-to-heart, poetic, how happy.

Write your own poems praising the Yangtze River, not ancient poems.

Yangtze river love song

Your mother is a snowy mountain. She often.

Clear meditation on the plateau

For that distant lover.

Shed a string of tears.

This is you.

You must look for it.

That strange name-the sea

You met many partners along the way.

They are all children of the sea.

Everyone goes hand in hand.

Chat and laugh and laugh.

Finally, it changed from a stream to a rapids.

Into a huge river.

Drive far away

Along the way, you

With the crystal of snow-capped mountains

With Hero Mountain.

With the width of the plateau

More is the expectation of the mother.

Drive far away

See you later, huh?

How many people are on board?

Drifting with you

How many people are there on the shore?

Throw yourself into your mother's arms

Say goodbye to you.

How many people praise you for your beauty?

Your width, your wealth

Even as you get older.

Wider and more beautiful.

But you're still the same.

Run east

About the Yangtze River

That's all I know

I only know one child.

Looking for a dream story

until one day

Water and sky are endless.

The child finally understood.

This is the plateau.

Mother of all snow-capped mountains

miss

6. The poem praising the Yangtze River was written by myself in the sixth grade.

Walking from the snow-capped mountains, spring tide is your style.

You rush to the East China Sea, and the stormy waves are your spirit.

You feed children of all ethnic groups with sweet milk.

You roll up mountains and seas with strong arms.

We praise the Yangtze River. You have an infinite source.

We are connected with the Yangtze River, and you have the feelings of a mother.

You came from ancient times, and the waves washed away the dust.

You run to the future, and the sound of the waves echoes in the sky.

You irrigate the land where flowers are blooming with pure and clean water.

You have promoted the arrival of a new era with great power.

We praise the Yangtze River. You are the source of infinity.

We are connected with the Yangtze River, and you have the feelings of a mother.

Ah, the Yangtze River, the Yangtze River

A Moonlit Night on the Spring River

Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?

Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

Du Fu in Gordon Tang Dynasty

The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.

Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and the Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

Poems praising the Yangtze River

Mao Zedong, the head of the water diversion project.

Only drink Changsha water and eat Wuchang fish. Across the Yangtze River, you can see the endless sky. No matter how rough the storm is, it is better to walk around leisurely. You should be more relaxed today. Zi Zaichuan said: The deceased is like a husband!

As soon as the wind blows, the tortoise and snake calm down, and the grand plan has been set. A bridge flies north and south, and the natural barrier becomes a thoroughfare. Set up the stone wall of Xijiang River, cut off the Yu Yun of Wushan, and let Gaoxia go out of Pinghu. Goddess should be safe, and the world is very different now.

Martial arts Yang Jiong

The Three Gorges is 700 miles away, and it is said that the Wuxia Gorge is long. The heavy rocks are not extremely thick, and the mountains are green.

Cliffs are natural barriers, and berries are rotten. You can see clearly at night, and there is no wind and waves.

Being loyal to what I do, rowing can't hurt. Can be a mainstay, can float in Lvliang.

Where is the beauty now? Ganoderma lucidum has only fragrance. The night apes crow in Shan Ye, and the guest tears touch the petticoats.

Xilingxia Yang Jiong

The cliff overhangs Wan Ren, and the long wave shoots thousands of miles. The board door is thin, and the south China is surging.

The capital of Chu was once full of flowers, and the high hills looked at it. Once Qin Jun invaded, Yiling was submerged by fire.

The four dimensions are no longer fixed, and it is difficult to rely on it. Dongting was suddenly embarrassed, but Meng Men was not there.

Since ancient times, water has flowed into the gorge. Travel and talk, the wind and waves are endless.

And in the land of Yujian, the magnificent letter is beautiful. If mountains and rivers have spirits, a thousand years will reach out to friends.

7. Create your own poems

Famous people in the Jianghu.

-Dedicated to the builders on the construction site in Wuhan.

This is a frozen painting,

Crane, reinforced cage mud tower,

Construction workers in helmets,

Sweating,

Load a building into your own life!

This is a passionate poem.

She eulogized the wave of reform and opening up,

She praised the rapid change,

She embraced her motherland with the charm of poetry.

This is a mighty and magnificent song.

She sang the spirit of the working class fighting against heaven and earth.

She sang about the heroic prosperity of the motherland,

She sang about the rise of the Chinese nation,

The test of blood and fire is sublimated in singing.

With the fragrance of Jinggangshan laterite,

Go to the fiery battlefield in Jiangcheng;

I can't see the mountain full of azaleas,

The driller's feelings,

Have an indissoluble bond with the water of the Yangtze River and love Greater China deeply!

In the hot summer days in Jiangcheng,

Such as fire cast iron bone steel ridge;

In the cold winter in Jiangcheng,

The team that grinds iron is as tall and straight as a pine!

The persistence and affection of the people of Di Jiang,

Just like the endless water in the Yangtze River.

Taihe, Wu Shang, Zhongnan, Kerry,

Tall buildings have sprung up,

Some people are famous.

8. Poems praising the river

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.

(Wang Zhihuan's "Climbing the Bird's Nest") Riding the wind and breaking the waves, sometimes, I straighten my shady sail and cross the deep, deep sea. (One of Li Bai's Difficult to Go) The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.

(Wang Wei: "Make the Fortress") Say goodbye to the Yellow River and stay at Heishan Mountain at dusk. ((Mulan Ci)) Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days.

(Li Bai: "Looking at Lushan Waterfall") Lonely sails overlook the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

(Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation is spring. (Du Fu: Dream of Spring) However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor.

(Wang Bo's "Send Du") Good words and sentences ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. (Wang Wan's "The Next Berth on Beibao Mountain") Wu arrived in Fujian alone on a cold rainy night.

The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. (Liu Yuxi: Looking at the Dongting Lake) The Yellow River is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain, far above the white clouds.

(Wang Zhihuan: "Liangzhou Ci") Nine songs about the Yellow River and Wan Li sand, waves and wind swept across the horizon. (Liu Yuxi's "Langtaosha") At sunrise, the river is redder than the fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue.

Wan Li is a sea of people east of the river, with skyscrapers 5,000 meters high. (Lu You: "Autumn Night Fence Gate's Perception of Dawn") The mountain is flat and primitive, and the river enters.