Praise the teacher's poem 1?
Teacher, have you worked hard?
Who brought ignorant us into the spacious classroom?
Teach us a wealth of knowledge? ?
It is you! Teacher! ?
You use hard 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 spring drizzle.
Moisten flowers and irrigate the earth.
We are sucking the drizzle and growing. ?
Teacher, you are like an autumn breeze.
Blow the yellow land, call gold to rice,
We had a bumper harvest. ?
Praise the teacher's poem 2
The teacher's eyes?
Teachers' eyes are like the moon at night.
We are stars.
In the teacher's smile,
Twinkle, twinkle?
A teacher's eyes are like an endless ocean. ?
We are small fish.
In the teacher's arms?
Swim around happily. ?
Teachers' eyes are like the blue sky. ?
We are a white cloud. ?
Under her gaze?
Free floating?
The teacher's eyes are like a mirror. ?
Can light up our hearts. ?
Praise the teacher's poem 3
Teacher's ode?
Others take 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 poem 4
Praise the teacher?
September, as scheduled. ?
Therefore, the world is brilliant. ?
We sing September.
Because this is your eternal festival. ?
Let's remember September.
Because this is our sincere confession. ?
September is an emotional cup.
We hold our hands high?
In the sound of sincere blessings,
Please drink. ?
September's music has been played.
Please accept our gift in September.
All the teachers who are struggling on the education front. ?
Praise the teacher's poem 5
Teachers' Day poem?
Fruit fragrance in September?
September chrysanthemum yellow?
September reminds us who is still spreading hope.
We collect sunshine in September?
We sing affectionately in September?
September is a touching season, cherished by the eyes of knowledge for life?
Are there blessings flying among the autumn leaves in September?
September poets write immortal poems?
In September, we didn't forget who silently made our wedding clothes.
September makes us afraid to 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, shall we watch the wheat waves?
Are we still growing up in textbooks in September?
In September, we will never forget the admiration that impressed us emotionally?
Is there anything?
There is a thing called sacredness?
Is it the star that appears on the horizon?
Press it silently first, and then what?
Go to the light that flashed countless times in the dream together?
Is there such a thing as eternity?
Is it a rock coming back from watching the tide by the sea?
Consume your life gradually in the wind and rain?
Become a totem worshipped by countless pilgrims?
Is there such a thing as sincerity?
Is it an unadorned white cloud?
Carry too much with your own fatigue?
The eager eyes of a bird who just wants to fly?
Is there something called love, simplicity, dedication or?
Can you 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.