You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning!
You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere.
You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest;
You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff.
Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people.
The fragrance of the valley is extraordinary, poems and paintings are all over the world, and talented people and beautiful women are all smiling.
Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom?
Ah, teacher, engineer of human soul, who is not praising you!
Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring!
Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you!
Send you a touching song to bring you a little sweetness.
Teacher-you have worked hard, and you have led us through the difficulties.
You fed us with knowledge, but never asked for anything in return.
It was you who answered all the difficult questions for us.
You told us not to give up easily when we encounter difficulties.
From then on, our life is full of joy, less trouble and more persistence at any time.
It's another harvest autumn, and you still hold the colored brush in your hand.
It depicts a beautiful blueprint and nourishes the peaches and plums of the motherland.
It's midnight, and you're still preparing your lessons carefully.
You are still recalling our success in your sleep.
We are flowers in full bloom in spring,
It was you who played a wonderful melody for us.
You are a diligent gardener,
We will remember your words.
Take every step of your life,
Friendly, bodybuilding, realistic and enterprising!
Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division are not your efforts!
Poetry and songs can't stop praising you!
You water our ideal flowers with the nectar of knowledge;
You moistened the beautiful fruit of our feelings with clear springs.
In this unusual festival, offer our deep blessing!
If I can fight the blue sky, you gave me wings to fly;
If I am a warrior who breaks the waves, you have given me the power to make waves;
If I am an immortal torch, it is you who give me the light of youth!
You dyed my youthful color with all your love;
You forged my unyielding character with persistent faith ... teacher, there is a you shining in the spark of my life!
The ends of the earth are everywhere, and only teachers are infinitely kind. Thank you teacher!
2. Does anyone know the poem about teacher's love? ● Poetry of teacher's love Some people praise teacher's love as a rainbow, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple, and each ribbon shines with charming light; Some people praise the teacher's love as a song, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, and every note is dancing enthusiastically.
Some people think that teacher's love is like wine, the longer it gets, the more mellow it becomes; Some people appreciate that teacher's love is pure, and it permeates eternity in insipid. I mean that the teacher's love is pure, sincere, respectful, delicate, understanding, encouraging and lasting ... To love students is to draw more symbols expressing appreciation in his exercise book and splash the rain and dew of praise and encouragement with his heart; Loving students means secretly pointing out when they make mistakes, protecting their young self-esteem and giving them a tolerant smile when necessary; Loving a student means that you are happy when he is happy, and you are miserable when he is miserable, and share joys and sorrows with him; Loving students means that they are not bored when asking questions, which can make them ask "interest" and "confidence"; To love a student is to "manage" his eyes, what he wants, what he longs for, what he longs for and what he is tired of, and sow the seeds of hope in time; Loving students means that in your eyes, his advantages far outweigh his disadvantages, and he often digs out shiny things in his "backward" places; To love a student is to realize that you are in the same trench with him. The more you look at him, the more you feel that he has development potential. To love students is to have such mantras as "You are the best", "You are excellent", "You can do it", "You have to", "Trust you" and "Appreciate you".
Love a student is: it's windy, please put on the teacher's windbreaker; It's raining, please hold up the teacher's umbrella; It's snowing, please put on the teacher's scarf; Loving a student means: you are my child. ..... Love a student is: a bunch of affectionate eyes, a trusting look, a nuanced action, a warm-hearted word.
..... At this time, educators created a building of love, a bridge of the soul, a boat of the soul, and a poem of love.
3. Teacher love famous saying:
Teachers are the soul engineers of human beings. -Stalin
Example is more important than language. —— Wang Fuzhi
Students should be eager to learn. Only a gentleman who never tires of learning can teach students who never tire of learning. -Tao Xingzhi
Burn yourself and illuminate others.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
The only source of students' respect for teachers lies in their virtues and talents.
-Einstein
7. Teachers' personality is everything to educators, and only a healthy mind can have healthy behavior.
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The teacher's personal demonstration is irreplaceable and the most useful sunshine for young people's hearts.
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I dare say that nine out of ten people we see every day are either good or bad, useful or useless, which is determined by their education. Human beings are so different because of education. locke
Respect teachers and value education, regardless of rank. Lv's Spring and Autumn Period. Persuasive learning
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4. Shi Ai Shi, three poems each, 1, Chunsi, Tang Libai, the grass in your north is as blue as jade, and the mulberries here are bent into moss.
When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago. Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ? 2, "Hope of Spring" Although Tang Du Fu's country is broken, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation is spring.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. 3, "Zuo Ting Night Walk" Tang Du Fu spent a shadow, the palace was dark, and the birds sang for the habitat.
In the palace, thousands of families seem to be flashing, approaching the announcement that there should be more moonlight. I didn't dare to sleep at night, but I heard the key unlock the door, the night wind whispered, and the voice of missing floated to Grelott.
I have a petition to submit in the morning, and I have been asking what time it is all night. 4, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu knows the rainy season and when spring will happen. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The night is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
5, "Acacia Tree" Don When those red berries come in spring, they wash your branches in the south. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
6. "Chunxiao" Tang Meng Haoran This morning in spring, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
7. "Spring Thoughts" Tang Huangfu Ranque Ji and Yan Ji tell about the New Year, but so far they are all Mazhen and Longqiu. I live next to the Han Palace Garden in Jingshi, and my heart flies to the lake with the bright moon.
Brocade palindromes tell the long hatred of missing, and flowers bloom upstairs to make fun of my being single. Excuse me, when will your coach, General Liu, draw back the stone tablet?
8, "Fu Degu Cao Yuan Farewell" Tang Bai Juyi "Grassy and Plain, Coming and Going with the Four Seasons". Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. Ah, my friend's prince, it's sad that you left again.
9, "Spring Poetry" Liu Tang Yuxi new makeup should be under the Zhu Lou, deep lock spring scenery. Go to the court and look up at the new flowers. Dragonflies fly to the head of Hosta.
10 "Singing Willow" In the Tang Dynasty, He Biyu hung down as a tapestry of countless strands of moss. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
1, in the summer, the mountain light in the west of Nantingsi Tang Xin Meng Haoran suddenly went out, and the moon in the east lake slowly rose. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.
The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.
Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams. 2, "Farmhouse on the Weihe River" Tang is on a country road under the setting sun, and cattle and sheep go home along the path.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy. Pheasant [sentence] wheat seedlings are embroidered, silkworm moths are sleeping, peeling mulberry leaves.
Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially. No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
3, "Xijiang Moon Walks Huangsha Road" Song Xin Qi Ji Mingyue is not surprised, and the breeze sings at midnight. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
4. "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple" Song Yang Wanli After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake was different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
5, "Looking at Mai Niang" Tang Baijuyi Tian Jia is less idle, and people are twice as busy in May. In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp. Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.
Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
There is a poor woman with a child on her back. Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.
Listening to his words of concern is very sad. The family lost all their taxes, so they took this to satisfy their hunger.
Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry. There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.
I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day. 6, "Yixian" Tang Li Shangyin lived in the city, and spring went to summer.
The grass was drowned by the rain and finally got the love of God. The rain was sunny. Climbing on the high shelf, overlooking the distance, the sky is high and the afterglow of the sunset passes through the window lattice.
Birds' nests have been dried, and their bodies are light again. 7, "Summer Night Sigh" Tang Du Fu can never be embarrassed, inflammation is poisoning my intestines.
Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt. Kazuki Watanabe musicians are born in heaven, and there are few forests.
The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool. When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies.
Things have no details and are adaptive. Miss Pigos, and keep the border in poor years.
Why are you washing and looking at each other? Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters.
Although the purple is covered, it is better to return to China early. North city is sad, storks fly.
When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy. 8. "Summer Mountain Pavilion" The tall trees in the Tang Dynasty are dark green, and the summer is long, and the balcony reflects into the pool.
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant. 9. "Three Roads in the Middle Road" In the Song Dynasty, there were several plum blossoms and streams were full of mountains.
The green trees on the mountain road are as dense as when they came, and the bushes of several orioles in the dense forest add more fun than when they came. 10, "Sleeping in Early Summer", Song Yang Wanli plum is sour and splashes teeth, and the banana is green.
Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air. An autumn night in a deep mountain, Tang, stands empty after the rain.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. "Autumn Visit to General Wu's Temple" is an old temple in Changqing and homesick in autumn.
There are few people in the wild temple, and Yunfeng is separated by water depth. The sunset clings to the old city, and the clear sound echoes in the empty forest.
Southern dynasties, what's left? , today alone in the Yangtze River. The Nightingale on an Autumn Night Tang Guipo was born with autumn dew, but she was too thin to change clothes.
The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep. In the middle of the night, a bright moon enveloped the capital in the Tang Dynasty.
The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border. When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?
"Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building" In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's Jiangcheng was picturesque, with beautiful mountains and clear waters and clear skies in Wan Li. The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge.
Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?
Night berth Jiande Jiangtang Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Autumn country-specific ones are among the white clouds in the northern peak of Jiao Ran, which is beautiful. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.
Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.
The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. When can you come here with wine? We'll get drunk together on the Double Ninth Festival.
"Autumn Night" Tang Du Muyin painted a cold screen with a candle and a small fan flapping at fireflies. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
Climbing the mountain, Tang Du Fu sobbed in a sharp wind from the wide sky, and the birds were flying home to the clear lakes and white beaches. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
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.
In the Mid-Autumn Moon in the Song Dynasty, Su Shi's twilight cloud overflowed, and silver and Han silently turned to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
1 "Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home" Tang Censhen's north wind rolls white grass, and eight In the snow crosses Tatar Day. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
Sand is deepened by unfathomable ice and covered with dark clouds.
5. There are many poems about loving teachers, and the most common ones are:
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.
Originally, this sentence is a tribute to unswerving love, but now it is often used to describe the contribution of teachers: serving the people wholeheartedly and willing to pay everything for the interests of the people, like silkworms spinning silk, burning like candles, shining to the last breath of life.
Other poems such as:
Decline: I am well aware of Song Yu's misery, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. -Du Fu's "The Second of Five Records of Places of Interest"
North Lu bad pavilion barrier, Wentun thousands of miles division. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow
The son of heaven is called benevolence, and benevolence is like a teacher. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow
I should be a non-Zhao Xiong, and I should be respected as the emperor's teacher. -Liu Ji's "Title Taigong Fishing Guard Map"
The green field hall occupies the splendor of things, and passers-by show you your home. -Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall of Gong Ling in Fenghe"
Listening to your music, the piano suddenly rose, making people sit down low. -Han Yu, "Listening to Ying Shi Playing the Piano"
The spiritual master doesn't care, he risks being involved in the Tao. -Han Yu's "Send the Spirit Master"
Julian Waghann didn't report to Dong Jun, and Anthony wong drew a corner of the city gate. -Du Fu's Wild Old Man
The prince stops the phoenix tube and the teacher covers heptachlor. -Li Bai's "Jinling listens to the flute"
Military uniforms make the most of it, and the law is waiting for spring. -Su Xiang's Feng Hesheng, Wang Zhixing Spring Palace School, North University. 》
Wendaoxi has a good scenery. The teacher has come again. -Zhang Ji's "Send Monks to Jinzhou"
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
The teacher lives in a temple at the height of Jiting, leaning against the clouds. -Zhang Ji's Sending Monks to Jiting Mountain Temple
The crane sends silver silk to reflect the sun and the moon, and its efforts are full of new flowers. -Anonymous "couplets"
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New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches. -Zheng Xie's Hsinchu
There are three things to do. The teacher is a teacher. -Lu's Nine Chapters of Neutrality and Music. Song Gongqing's Eighth
East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master. -Bai Juyi's Far Teacher