-Li Shangyin's Untitled was long before I met her, but it was longer than after we parted. -Du Fu's Five Poems on Historical Monuments (Part II) 3. Rotten pavilions in the north, thousands of miles away from home.
-Du Mu's Book in the Snow 4. The son of heaven is a benevolent saint, and benevolence is a teacher. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow 5. I should be a non-Zhao Xiong and respect the emperor as a teacher.
-Liu Ji's "The Picture of Taigong Fishing" 6. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night 7. Yi Yin, the spiritual mentor of Huangfu's family, was re-elected.
-Han Yu's "Send the Spirit Master" 8. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. -Gong Zizhen's "Yi Hai Miscellaneous Poems" 9. The jade pot keeps Bing Xin, and Zhu Bi writes about the soul of a teacher.
Enthusiasm is like a father's language, and talk like a friend. -Bing Xin Bing Xin 10, respecting teachers and valuing heroes.
-Kuang Huanxue's Six Poems by Teacher Tian Jingsha.
2. Praise the teacher's words, sentences and famous sayings. Regret others, forget all about eating and sleeping, work hard, do my best, be meticulous, be agile and clever. Shine on you is a blockbuster. Some people are obscure, studious and have both ability and political integrity. They are gentle and kind, studious, good teachers and friends, and fragrant. Impermanent teachers, mentors, capable teachers, shine on you, respect teachers' morality, study mulberry scheming, respect teachers' morality, spring breeze and rain, candles will weep at night, tireless teaching, all over the world, teaching without distinction, being unknown, being diligent, having both ability and political integrity, devoted to Dai Yue's good guidance, teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, and praising teachers' morality. On the journey of life, you have enriched my thoughts and developed my intelligence. The spring rain, which dyed the world green, disappeared silently in the soil. Teacher, you are the spring rain that moistens our hearts, and we will always thank you. Teacher, you are the ocean, I am the shell, and you gave me colorful colors ... how can I thank you! Stepping through every corner of my heart, every inch of my heart is full of respect for you. It's like coming to the hearth from the windy outdoor on a snowy winter night; Teacher, your concern, like the deep red of charcoal, has given me infinite warmth. How can I not thank you? Thank you very much for your careful teaching, I will keep it in mind! The ends of the earth are everywhere, and only teachers are infinitely kind. Thank you teacher! 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! Birds encounter wind and rain and hide in their nests; There is wind and rain in my heart, always hiding in your arms-teacher, you are my umbrella and wind wall, how can I not thank you! Without your generous dedication, there would be no harvest today. Thank you very much, dear teacher. You sent me into a colorful world, and you brought me into an infinite world ... Teacher, my heart is calling you and saluting you. I got my soul, my tenderness and my mother's love ... Teacher, you only give and never take. How could I? Your eyes are silent language, full of expectations for me; It is the burning flame that gives me great heat: it will be imprinted in my heart for a long time ... If I can fight the blue sky, you gave me wings to soar; 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! Teacher, in today's light of wisdom, there is also the spark that you ignited in the past! In the past, you planted the seeds of knowledge in my heart. Today, I have achieved fruitful results in scientific research-teacher, this is your harvest! Your inculcation has turned into wisdom in my heart, blood in my chest and code of conduct ... thank you for your careful cultivation. Because of your loving irrigation and hard work, there will be beautiful peaches and plums and golden rice and wheat. May my gratitude turn into a bunch of flowers that will not fade and bring fragrance to your life. I will never forget you, just like the breeze and drizzle. I can't forget your mighty east wind-like exhortation and summon up the courage to move forward. Teacher, I am grateful to you all my life! Vacuum, firmness, humility and simplicity-this is the song you taught me to sing, and this is the road you guided me to take in life. There is a rainbow that doesn't appear after the rain or in the sky. It often appears in my heart, urging me to be an upright person-always caring for my mentor! Teacher, thank you for illuminating the journey of my life with your own light of life. Praise the teacher's famous saying: being a teacher is not as good as being a teacher. -Yang Xiong's saints are fickle teachers. -teacher Han Yu is easy to meet, but the teacher is hard to meet. -Sima Guang, the ancient king, showed no disrespect to the teacher. -Teacher Lv Buwei is the soul engineer of human beings. Stay away from the old ways. -Liu Zongyuan scholar, must seek a teacher. -Cheng Yi, a teacher for a day, a father for life. -Teacher Guan Hanqing is expensive to learn, and so are his friends. -Tang Zhen, an ancient scholar, must respect the teacher. Choose the good to follow and change the bad. -Confucius knew them from birth. How can he not be confused? Confusion is confusion if you don't learn from the teacher, and you will never understand it. Han Yu Everyone I meet is more or less my teacher, because I have learned something from them. -Emerson Rather than looking for a confused tutor, it is better to go by yourself, which can save the effort of looking for it. -Lu Xun knows nothing.
3. There are some famous ancient poems praising teachers, such as "Spring Silkworm Dies, Night Candle Dries Tears". It takes ten years to plant trees and a hundred years to educate people. The platform is three feet long and the breeze blows on your face. Teaching is like a spring breeze, and the teacher's kindness is as deep as the sea. The mountain is high and sometimes the water is long, only the grace of my teacher is long. -The Analects of Confucius Zi Han, the next step is a new road-Historical Records, General Li, a father all his life-It is not heartless to go to the west, but to turn into spring mud is more protective. -Gong Zizhen's "Jihai Miscellaneous Work" sneaked into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Spring silkworms must be woven until they die, and every night candles must dry the wick. -Li Shangyin's Untitled Bing Hu Xinyu keeps Bing Xin, and Zhu Bi writes about the soul of a teacher.
4. Praise the teacher's famous sayings and poems. Praise the teacher's poem: sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -(Tang) Du Fu, spring silkworms can weave until they die, and tears are exhausted every night. -(Tang) Li Shangyin's Untitled is not a heartless thing, but turns into spring mud to protect flowers. -(Qing) Gong Zizhen praised the teacher for "Yi Hai Za Shi". The drill bit is getting stronger and stronger. -The Analects of Confucius Zi Han's spring silkworms will weave until they die, and tears will be exhausted every night-Li Shangyin's new bamboo is taller than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by old cadres. There will be new students next year, and hundreds of dragons and grandchildren will circle the Phoenix Pool. -[Qing] No matter how proud a person has achieved, Zheng Xie should drink water and think of his source, and remember that his teacher planted the first seed for his growth. Madame Curie was not straight, but she would not obey. -Confucius illuminates the road for others and shines for himself. -This is the greatest happiness of mankind. -[former Soviet Union] dzerzhinsky's learning is more important than respecting teachers. Tan sitong, an ancient scholar, must be strict with teachers before respecting them. -Ouyang Xiu, the ancient holy king, did not disrespect the teacher. -Lv Buwei worked as a teacher for a day. Be a father for life. -Guan Hanqing is not as good as asking for a teacher. -Yang Xiong saints are impermanent. -teacher Han Yu is easy to meet, but the teacher is hard to meet. -Sima Guang has no teacher in the world, so he benefits from this. -Liu Zongyuan A scholar must seek a teacher and learn from him. -Cheng Yi learned expensive, but also got friends. ———— Teacher Tang Zhen. Autumn rains washed away the gap several times. Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon, and chalk has no words to write the spring and autumn. Spring silkworms spin silk, and tears turn to ash. Autumn is stronger. Peach and plum orchards are planted in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits. I love my teacher like a red candle, which lights the torch in the students' hearts, but burns itself until the red candle turns to ashes. Teachers are like gardeners, nurturing our flowers. The teacher is so selfless! Ah! Teacher, we love you! ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 3: ★★★-Teacher, hard work-lead us into the spacious classroom and teach us a wealth of knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring. Who-who educated naughty us into considerate and helpful people? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts. Who trained young people to be mature and sensible teenagers? It is you! Teacher! Your protection makes us grow up healthily. We have made great achievements in the golden autumn. You have worked hard! Teacher! People who work hard in the heat and cold. You have worked hard! Teacher! Those who devote their youth to nothingness. We pay high tribute to you! -You have worked hard, teacher! I can only help you here, old teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring, nourishing flowers and irrigating the earth. We are sucking the drizzle, growing and growing. Teacher, you are like the autumn breeze, blowing the yellow land, calling for golden rice, and we have harvested the harvest fruit. Teacher-in my dark life, you lit the brightest lamp for me; Teacher-you are the guide on my misty life; Teacher-you pointed out the direction for me in my rough life; Teacher-you gave me a pair of powerful wings, let me travel in the world of knowledge! ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 4: ★★★★ The golden wind sends laughter, and the sweet-scented osmanthus floats. Today, Teacher's Day is coming again. I don't know how much effort the teacher has devoted to our growth. We will never forget the teacher's love for us. Hello, teacher! People compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves. People compare teachers to gardeners and cultivate peaches and plums all over the world. Teachers are a noble cause in the world. Teachers give us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine. The teacher guides us to a sunny life. Teachers expect us to be the sun in the new century. The teacher's words moisten my heart like spring rain. The teacher watered our growth with the rain and dew of knowledge. Gentle spring rain, that is the teacher's love for us. The teacher's words and deeds are as silent as spring rain. The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up as a red flower. The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently. The green leaves symbolize that teachers are always young. When we bloom like flowers, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves. A teacher is like a big tree, with a blue sky overhead and a down-to-earth mind, silently benefiting the society. The teacher is a big tree. Bring spring to the world. The teacher sowed the seeds of hope and cultivated us into a forest. Small trees grow into pillars, and gardeners cultivate manners. Yes, teachers' enthusiasm is like the sun, teachers' teaching is like spring rain, teachers' elegant demeanor is like green leaves, teachers' career is like a tree, and our teachers are good. Praise the teacher's poem 5: You give a flower, I give a flower, let's knit. It was you who watered the seedlings with sweat. Your eyes are like bright stars, shining with charming brilliance. Your singing is like a clear spring, which brings joy to everyone. Wherever we go, we will always remember your feelings. Wherever we go, always remember your words. Wherever we go, always remember your love; Wherever we go, it will always be a flower of yours. Praise the teacher's poem 6: September comes as scheduled. Therefore, the world is brilliant. We sing September, because it is your eternal festival. We remember September because it was our sincere confession. September is a cup full of emotions. We hold high our sincere wishes with our hands. Please drink. September's music has been played. Please accept our gift in September, all the teachers who are struggling in the education front. Praise the teacher's poem 7: I remember your hands full of powder. I remember your kind teaching. I remember your new silver hair. Because of you, students can become talents. The world is so civilized because of you. You are a bright light. Find a tutor for the lost children. You are an angel. ★★★★★ Praise the teacher.
5. Praise the teacher's poem, whoever has a teacher is a fire, and ignite the fire in the 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 turbulent as a rushing river ... Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag 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! The higher you climb, the harder you drill. -The Analects of Confucius, Zi Han, a three-foot platform, preaches and dispels doubts, silkworms spin silk, and candles shine on people; Stone flowers are in full bloom, learning from each other, being a teacher, and peaches and plums are all over the world.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. You are a gardener, adding beauty to the mountains and rivers of the motherland; You are like a spring rain, nourishing peaches and plums, and the land of China is full of fragrance. On this festive occasion, let me present a heart flower and express my heartfelt wishes to you.
You are not an actor, but you attract our hungry eyes; You are not a singer, but let the clear spring of knowledge tinkle and sing charming songs; You are not a sculptor, but you are shaping the soul of young people ... Teacher, how can I forget you! The name engraved on the board may not be immortal, and the name engraved on the stone may not be immortal; Teacher, your name is engraved in our hearts, which is truly eternal. Don't hesitate to burn yourself and release all the heat, all the light and all the energy.
Teacher, you are like a red candle, loved and admired! You are a charcoal fire in the severe winter, a stepping stone in the turbulent flow under the shade in the summer, and a beacon light in the foggy sea-teacher, you set an example, educate people well, and be a ladder, which is unforgettable! 9. Who raised us into strong seedlings? Who cultivated us into gorgeous flowers? Who feeds sweet honey into our mouths? Ah! It's you, teacher! You are the rain and dew, cultivating us into strong seedlings; You are a gardener, cultivating us into gorgeous flowers; You are a bee. Feed sweet honey to our lips. Whenever I walk past your window, I always see a bright lamp. I always see a familiar figure in front of the lamp. Suddenly, my eyes were moist.
That's the teacher. You are preparing lessons! On Teacher's Day, I went to the office to give you a present. At the door of the office, your eyes are wet and you are still correcting your homework. I sent the gift to you, and you smiled so beautifully that I wanted to shout: Teacher, have a rest! Teacher, I praise you; Teacher, I worship you; You are my best role model! Teacher, I will never forget your teachings. You have worked hard! Praise the teacher, praise me, before I went to the teacher, the teacher was like a spring breeze, and the favor dyed the spring grass and blew all over the golden lotus.
The guru's great compassion does not live between worldly fame and fortune. Compassion and compassion are like sunlight that can solve the cold. Before I bow to the guru today, my wish is to stop the guru, respect the kindness and face of the guru, and closely link Buddhism with Buddhism.
Today, before joining the teacher, Master planted Buddha on earth. If you don't plant Buddha, you will get a tree. If you don't plant Buddha, you will get Bodhi. Before I joined the teacher today, the teacher shone on me like a bright moon, breaking the darkness of ignorance and illuminating the road of practice.
Before I joined the teacher today, the teacher rescued all beings from the fire and rescued the other side of the boundless sea of fire, and reincarnation was never connected. Before I make a vow to become a guru today, I respectfully ask the guru to learn from me, to achieve Bodhi's supreme way, and to spare no sentient beings.
You are very kind to your guru, spreading Buddha seeds in Futian. I hope you can become a Buddha with love and grow your wisdom in the same circle to clear the sky. The teacher's soul praises you, like a lily that blooms quietly away from the noise of the world. It grows silently in a cold corner, fades all gorgeous colors, leaving only a piece of pure white. You never strive for beauty, you show your charm only to stick to that unique elegance and fragrance. You are like crystal clear rain and dew, falling silently on that barren land, directly infiltrating into the roots of seedlings and nourishing the dry heart. You tirelessly convey. Caring only urges it to grow sturdily and bear fruit as soon as possible. You are like a dazzling sun, spreading every ray of sunshine enthusiastically, dispelling all the darkness and ignorance in the world and welcoming the yearning light and hope. Therefore, life is richer with you, and life is more exciting with you. You are like a burning candle, burning yourself and illuminating others. You also have the responsibility to turn it into the last ashes in an instant. It is your eternal ideal and belief to do your best for mankind until you die ... This is your great people's teacher, shouldering the heavy responsibility of rejuvenating the nation and hoping to shape the human soul. He is willing to be lonely, willing to be a ladder, giving silently, and asking for nothing in return, which is the whole essence and connotation of your teacher's soul. Dedicated to the teacher in September, as scheduled.
Therefore, the world is brilliant. We sing September, because it is your eternal festival.
We remember September because it was our sincere confession. September is an emotional cup. We hold high our sincere wishes with our hands. Please drink a toast.
The music has been played in September, please accept our gifts in September, all the teachers who are struggling in the education front. Teachers' Day poems are like a knowledgeable gardener, and we are like flowers in the garden.
Every word written by the teacher is like every drop of water poured on us. Let's daily growing ... Teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring, nourishing flowers and irrigating the earth, and we are also sucking the drizzle and growing. Teacher-you are like an autumn breeze, blowing the yellow land and calling for rice. We have a bumper harvest.
Teacher-in my dark life, you lit the brightest lamp for me; Teacher-you are the guide on my misty life; .
6. When I can fly freely, teacher, do you know that you are the fluttering wind under my wings? Your teachings urge me to share joys and sorrows, and my blessings are with you day and night. With your guidance all the way, I didn't lose my way; With your attention all the way, I can successfully realize my dream! As time goes by, we all grow up, but your temples are gray. We can only say to you: give me a peach, give me a plum, teacher, happy Teacher's Day! Sir, I was unknown at school, but because of your respect, I can't be silent now. I want to say: hello, teacher! When I entered the school gate, you gave me endless care. When I stepped out of school, you had given your all. Teacher, you are very lucky! The teacher's kindness is so heavy that students dare not forget it. Walking into the university gate, I wish you good health, all the best and a full garden of peaches and plums! Even in the face of all the admiration and praise, I dare not be complacent, because I will always stand on your shoulder. You didn't know your value until you experienced the storm. You don't know your greatness until you succeed; Thank you, my respected teacher! Teacher: Every ray of sunshine is my blessing to you, every star is my eyes to see you, and every ray of rain makes me miss you deeply. Now, the sky has become our territory and we will never forget it. It is you who gave us the faith and strength to fly, teacher! 120 thousand respects to you! Hello! How is your voice now? How are you, son? Are you obedient? Do students work hard? The memory of campus and your bright smile will always accompany you. You can conquer any peak in the world with tenacious perseverance. You used it to teach bad guys, but today I use it to control my life. Teacher, you have worked hard! I want to call you and say happy holidays. But you taught me to take it lightly, so here I want to say happy Teacher's Day by SMS! When the stars are hidden in the distant sky, the faint light still shines in your window. Because of your persistence, we have a bright future! Happy holidays.
7. Praise the teacher's poem in 50 words (1). Four spring rains plan ahead, and several autumn rains wash the gap. Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon, and chalk has no language to write the spring and autumn. Spit spring before the silk is old, and the candle tears are thick in autumn. Peach and plum are sown in three thousand gardens in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits. Teacher, it's hard work. Lead us into the spacious classroom and teach us a wealth of knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring. Who-who educated naughty us into considerate and helpful people? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts. Who trained young people to be mature and sensible teenagers? It is you! Teacher! Your protection makes us grow up healthily. We have made great achievements in the golden autumn. You have worked hard! Teacher! People who work hard in the heat and cold. You have worked hard! Teacher! Those who devote their youth to nothingness. We pay high tribute to you! -You have worked hard, teacher! I can only help you here, old teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring, nourishing flowers and irrigating the earth. We are sucking the drizzle, growing and growing. Teacher, you are like the autumn breeze, blowing the yellow land, calling for golden rice, and we have harvested the harvest fruit. Teacher-in my dark life, you lit the brightest lamp for me; Teacher-you are the guide on my misty life; Teacher-you pointed out the direction for me in my rough life; Teacher-you gave me a pair of powerful wings, let me travel in the world of knowledge.
8. Praise the teacher's famous words or poems. Praise the teacher's famous saying 1, ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain, and one hundred thousand columns.
2. Scholars must seek teachers, and teachers are essential. -Cheng Yi 3. No matter what achievements a person has made, he should drink water and think of his source. He should remember that his teacher planted the first seed for his growth.
-Madame Curie 4. Learning is expensive, so is hiring a teacher, and making friends. -Tang Zhen 5, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
-Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" 6. Teacher, so preaching, teaching, and confusing. -Tang Hanyu "On Teachers" 7. teacher for a day, father for a lifetime.
-Guan Hanqing 8. Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others. 9. Teachers are not only disseminators of knowledge, but also role models.
-Bruner 10, the most brilliant career in the sun. 1 1, three-foot platform, three-inch tongue, three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums.
12, the higher the lift, the stronger the drill. -The Analects of Confucius Zi Han 13.
-Tan Sitong 14, Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by veteran cadres. New students will be born next year, and 100 thousand dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi.
-Xie 15, the teacher is our biological parents! My parents raised us and our teachers educated us! Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Tang Li Shangyin's Untitled 17, ancient scholars must be strict with their teachers, and then respect their teachers.
-Ouyang Xiu 18, your work is today, but you are building the motherland's tomorrow; Your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. 19, falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.
-Qing Gong Zizhen's Yi Hai Miscellaneous Poems.