Singing a teacher's poem 1 has a spiritual job.
Always makes him happy.
His smile is always in front of his eyes.
Carved in his deep dimples.
In the hard and warm days
Laugh while describing powder.
There is an ideological work.
Always makes him happy.
His smile sparkled like a star.
In order for students to learn.
He learned to work hard and persevere.
There is a kind of spiritual work.
Always makes her happy.
Strolling in the warm campus harbor
Look, laugh, laugh and sing.
Students in the cradle like to follow the trend.
There is a mental work.
Will make her happy forever.
We can't guess
I can guess.
He is happy for the students here.
He was born for this job.
Teacher, your smile
Is my greatest happiness.
Praise the teacher's poem 2 "Teacher"
You used great power.
Promote the rapid development of society
You spent your whole life.
Promote the rapid progress of human civilization.
No matter how beautiful the music is, it can't sing your greatness.
No matter how beautiful the poem is, it can't be finished.
On the occasion of the 2nd1Teachers' Day.
Let me sincerely wish all the teachers in the country.
Happy holidays and all the best.
Happiness, health and youth will last forever.
Praise the teacher's poem 3 is another year.
Another year of reed flowers flying;
Another year of ups and downs in first frost,
Another year of peach and plum fragrance.
Dear teachers, teachers,
Maybe you are still watching your old disciple run in all directions with bright eyes.
Maybe you are teaching your new disciple how to grow up with a loud voice.
So today, in your festival, take a break and give yourself a chance to breathe.
Please also accept our blessings and listen to our poems for you.
Listen to our heartfelt singing.
Some people say that teachers are really sacred, and you are in the five elements.
Some people say that teachers are really great, and Tao and teachers have existed since ancient times.
In fact, the greatness of teachers lies in burning themselves and illuminating others.
In fact, the sacredness of teachers lies in writing down the truth and erasing utilitarianism. Secular disputes are never taken to heart.
The teacher is also very ordinary,
The teacher is also very young,
Ordinary teachers will be flushed and miss each other for a topic.
A little teacher will send a small card to his students.
Praise the teacher's poem 4 teacher's eyes,
Like the moon at night,
We are stars,
In the teacher's smile,
twinkling
The teacher's eyes,
Like an endless ocean.
We are small fish,
In the teacher's arms,
Swim around happily.
The teacher's eyes,
Like the blue sky.
We are a white cloud.
Under her gaze,
Free floating,
The teacher's eyes,
Like a mirror.
Can light up our hearts.
A poem praising the teacher. Teacher, you are like an arch bridge.
Someone stepped on you,
Stop yelling and do a good job.
Every time I see your kind face,
I thought of the arch bridge.
Teacher,
You are like an industrious bull,
Plow the fields.
Whenever I see you correcting our homework late at night,
I will think of the old cow.
Teacher,
You are like a hardworking gardener.
Cultivate the flowers of the motherland,
however
You accepted the task of cultivating our talents without complaint.
No one applauds you.
Teacher,
You are like a candle,
Illuminate others,
Burn yourself.
Teacher,
Take a break,
Let the cool evening breeze blow your kind face.
Take a break,
Let the stars accompany you into a sweet dream.
Teacher, I praise you,
Praise your simplicity,
Praise your efforts.
Praise your efforts,
Praise your selfless dedication.
Teacher,
You are like an arch bridge,
I praise you, teacher!
Praise the teacher's poem, dear teacher,
Your selfless love has sown new hope,
Your blood has ignited the fire of wisdom,
Your selfless dedication enriched my soul.
Your profound knowledge has increased my wisdom.
Teacher, you are a ladder,
Unknown,
With a strong body,
Hold our delicate feet,
Climb higher step by step;
Teacher, you are a candle,
Burning bright life,
Illuminate the way forward for us with immortal faith,
As we continue to explore.
Dear teacher:
You are like a silkworm, and you have devoted your life to loyalty.
You are like the fragrant winter plum in early spring.
Today is also a festival.
Send me a sincere blessing,
I wish you health, happiness and happiness forever!
Praise the teacher's poem. A teacher's "teacher" is a stone.
They are hard-hearted and desperate for education;
The teacher's "teacher" is the fact.
They seek truth from facts and devote themselves to educating students;
A teacher's "teacher" is history.
They are famous throughout the ages, and they have carved a strong stroke on the title page of history;
A teacher's "teacher" is a kind of thinking.
They turn years of experience into thinking and give it to students selflessly.
Here, bow to all the teachers!
You are not a silkworm.
It eats, drinks and plays all its life.
How can a temporary dedication compare with you?
You are not a wax torch.
It sleeps all its life.
How can a dying flame compare with you?
Your sweat makes the sea.
Your hard work has opened the world.
But why?
Why is only one day a year suitable for you?
On this only day
Please allow us to sing a hymn.
Praise you with the most beautiful words
Bless you ...
Singing teacher's poem 9 tonight, I feel very dignified.
Because,
The children who have been with me day and night are leaving.
Tonight, I feel very gratified,
Because,
The children will fly to the vast blue sky.
In the morning light,
I'm smiling,
Welcome every child to come;
In the twilight,
I hid my fatigue,
Watch every child leave.
Children are a group of lovely elves.
For three years, we have been together.
Accustomed to listening to the voice of greeting every morning;
I am used to seeing bright smiles every night.
Childlike heart,
Like a drop of dew on a pointed lotus,
Crystal clear,
Let my heart forever ripple with the tenderness of maternal love.
How I wish,
In your innocent hearts,
Sow the seeds of wisdom;
How I wish,
In your little hearts,
Sprinkle the fragrance of love.
Goodbye, my dear child,
The teacher will hit the bottom of his heart,
Always care about you;
Goodbye, my dear child,
The teacher will come,
Be your forever nest keeper!
Poetry of Preschool Teachers ―― The Voice of Rural Preschool Teachers
Although we haven't set foot in the doors of regular colleges and universities,
We study hard and learn by ourselves.
Don't look down on us,
Our ambition is also to train talents for the motherland.
Rural kindergarten teachers are no shorter than others.
Great achievements have also been made in the education front.
Don't look down on us,
We often go on stage at commendation meetings.
There is a vast stage in the countryside.
This is our innovative rehearsal,
Don't look down on us,
The meager salary can't stop our broad mind.
For those brilliant little suns,
We pointed out the maze and set sail,
Don't look down on us,
We also sow hope in the fertile soil of the motherland.
We also know how to respect ourselves,
Committed to education, full of pride,
Don't look down on us,
We strive for self-improvement and never give up.
Poems of Preschool Teachers ―― A Good Teacher in My Heart
Teacher Shi Zan 10 Our life, our study and our growth are inseparable from teachers.
It was the teacher who held an oil-paper umbrella and met you in the rain lane of knowledge, telling you about Cambridge.
It is the teacher who takes you wandering in the hereditary sea of flowers with peas in his arms and tells you the wonderful phenomenon of separation;
It is the teacher who changes the latitude and longitude that takes you across the gorgeous territory and shows you the vastness of ocean currents and mountains.
It is the teacher's comments on the past and present, which helps you to cross the passionate ruling and opposition, and help you realize your dream of feeling between heaven and man!
Elegant function, profound philosophy, beautiful letters,
These are the seeds you have planted deeply for us.
Just wait for the moment to break ground!
We remember all this;
We will still remember all this!
You have paid too much, and the years have already been wrapped in silver. Let's make a promise here:
Live up to those who help, and create brilliance together!
A thousand words, only this sentence can express our gratitude, let's say it together:
Teacher, you have worked hard!
Praise the teacher's poem 1 1 You are a red candle burning with a beautiful life.
How much blood and sweat, not seeking fame and history.
You spread the fire of wisdom with true feelings.
Just like the spring silkworm gave her lifelong loyalty,
Just like Dong Mei singing the song of early spring.
How many sleepless nights, how many times the lights are on,
In the long night, there is a figure at your desk.
Add China hair to the hair, and the three-foot platform laughs.
You shorten the distance between heart and heart with love.
You are the sunshine that melts the cold ice and snow,
You are the guide to lead people out of the maze of science.
Ah! Glorious teachers and hardworking gardeners!
The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicating your selfless heart.
Ah! Glorious teachers and hardworking gardeners!
The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicating your selfless heart.
Thanks to the teacher,
You gave us knowledge.
If you are a gardener,
We are the flowers in the greenhouse,
Grow up little by little under your watering.
If you were a candle,
We are the endless darkness by the candle,
You lit us up,
Helped us find the way to the light.
If you are Baiyun,
We are the sky,
Without white clouds, the sky will lose its luster.
The teacher really appreciates you,
Thank you for your kindness to us,
You are very kind to us,
We all remember.
You've been educating us all your life,
You are selfless,
You taught us all your knowledge without reservation.
In the spring when flowers are in full bloom,
I want to be a bright sunshine,
Add a little luster to you.
On that hot summer day,
I want to be a parasol,
Keep out the hot sun for you.
In the autumn when the leaves are falling,
I want to be a coat,
Keep you warm.
Autumn in September
Taoli Piaoxiang Ji
The moment when the mind blooms.
Teacher, it's for you.
We squeezed out our thirst.
Unscrew the long-awaited
We have become thousands of trees.
A budding gesture
Teacher, autumn in September is your season.
Teacher, look-
Early morning with flowers everywhere.
Before the export of dreams
It belongs to you, to me and to us.
Late at night, people have fallen asleep.
You write in the dim light.
You are telling in silence.
Every word carries the body temperature of your heart.
Under the scorching of words and lights
The paper was burnt-
Your every word, every word.
Xin Lie, a plowman.
In the morning, you are in our hungry eyes.
Move the mouse and enter the password.
Now we have reason
There are a thousand, ten thousand reasons.
Smile and say hello to the world.
We heard the cuckoo from the window.
We saw the wonders of the world from the window.
Read it carefully.
Hook three strands and four strands
Chun Xue-Elegant Art and Literature
Qin Huang Hanwu
Tang poem Song jambic verse
The river of the years keeps flowing.
Teacher, you light up my little waves.
Under your warm and loving sky
What you blurted out
Like a tireless bird flying in the air.
Teacher, you shouted in a sincere voice.
Let the sleeping soul wake up and sing
Let the gentle steps run faster.
Today we use all our dignity and wisdom.
Weave into a bright rainbow that you look forward to day and night.
The burning passion of your lost years
Floating in my youth garden for a long time.
Teacher, I used to be an unknown grass in the mire.
You transplanted me into a beautiful flower.
Let me absorb the source of knowledge.
Teacher, I used to be a wounded and helpless bird.
It was you who saved me from my painful lost path.
Let me find the hope of life
Dear teacher
You are not an actor.
But it attracted our hungry eyes.
You are not a singer.
But let the fountain of knowledge jingle
Some people say that teachers are like mountains.
Because mountains are lofty, they are revered.
I want to say that teachers are like the sea.
Because the sea is vast and incalculable.
Praise the teacher's poem 12 teacher, everyone says that you are the pillar of cultivating the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. You have propped up the backbone of our generation!
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!
Your lecture is rich and colorful. Each chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a colorful new world. ...
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! 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! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.
Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness!
Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty. It is you who shine the beautiful sunshine, moisten the beautiful rain and dew, make our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart!
You are more like a nameless root, let the young trees grow sturdily, let the branches bear rich fruits, but ask for nothing in return.
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. When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water. And when you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water. Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is your art of education. 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 valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.
Teacher, you use the noblest feelings of human beings-love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing strength ... sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher.
You work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland; You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines.
There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored.
If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea. And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.
Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step.
You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as exciting as a rushing river. ...
Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag about in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life. Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you.
Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.
The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others.
Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you!
Praise the teacher's poem 13 teacher, teacher.
someone says that
You are a candle.
Burn yourself and illuminate others.
Teacher, teacher
someone says that
You are a gardener.
Work hard regardless of the cold and heat.
Teacher, teacher
in fact
You are more like spring.
Wake up the sleeping people with warmth.
Teacher, teacher
in fact
You are more like rain and dew.
Sweetness moistens everyone's heart.
Teacher, teacher
in fact
You are more like the sun.
Light up everyone's heart.
Teacher, teacher
You are unknown, selfless and fearless.
You are both ordinary and great.
You are the spring rain in our hearts.
A poem praising the teacher 14 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.
A poem praising the teacher 15 You are a delicious red candle.
When you light yourself up
It makes me feel bad.
I just want you to illuminate others.
I don't want you to consume yourself.
Very helpless
Teacher's Day is coming.
I don't know what gift to give you.
Let my heart light give it to you.
I really want to be with you.
Light up the hope of China.
In order to make the students hold their heads high
Let the road shine
No dark areas
You are the person I admire most.
I admire your career the most.
I admire your patience very much.
You are doing something for education.
Show such persistence
For the education in China.
Don't hesitate to sacrifice yourself
You are the window to students' hearts.
Let students see the light
The mind has also been enlightened.
Let students cultivate and educate into pillars.
You are the one who impart knowledge.
Not known to the public
Willing to make a ladder