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Ancient poems praising teachers
First of all, your father is full of peaches and plums, so why should he plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall? -Tang Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Wind Lotus Green Field Hall"

Your father's students are all over the world. There is no need to plant flowers in front of the house.

Second, silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Don Li Shangyin "Untitled"

Spring silkworms don't spin silk until they die, and tear-like wax oil can only drip dry when candles burn to ashes.

Third, after picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for and who will be sweet. -Tang Luoyin "Bees"

Bee, you picked all the flowers and made nectar. Who are you working for and who do you want to taste the sweetness?

Fourth, sneak into the night with the wind, and moisten things silently. -Don Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

With the gentle breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.

Fifth, falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. -Qing Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Zashi" (5)

I quit my job and came home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but it was not a heartless thing. It has become the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.