Everything in the past will be a beautiful memory ―― Teacher, I miss my middle school days, my alma mater and you. ...
If time can go back, let me go back to my student days ―― dear teacher, how I want to listen to your earnest teachings again …
After parting, your voice often echoes in my ears for a long time; Your figure often appears in front of my eyes; Your teachings, in my heart forever ...
Life is an endless road. I walk, walk, keep walking. When I am tired and slack, your firm face, firm voice and tenacious spirit will float in my memory. Teacher, you have taught me life, how can I forget you!
Whenever I harvest, I can't help but miss the hard-working cultivator-the teacher.
Teacher, although I have been away for a long time, your image seems to be a bright light, which has been flashing in my heart.
Today, I am in a distant place, folding the yesterday you gave me into a boat of memory and floating it in the lake of missing.
The clothes are still the same, and the lights are still the same. Your familiar blackboard writing and familiar voice lead our thoughts to the past student days. Oh, teacher ...
Miss you, dear teacher! I cherish the gaze of your bright eyes in my heart. They are like clear water with two eyes, flowing in my heart forever. ...
Those who drink its stream will cherish its source, and when they learn, they will miss my teacher.
Have I answered your question clearly?
2. The composition of a person I admire most requires writing a teacher, and there must be poems or famous sayings that praise the teacher. In the days when I came to a successful teenager, this strange teacher slowly began to admire me. She is-Miss Yuan.
Teacher Yuan is about 1.6 meters tall and has a pair of charming eyes under two curved eyebrows. There is a cherry mouth under the high nose. The fly in the ointment is that Mr. Yuan is fat.
Teacher Yuan likes to help us. When we encounter difficulties in doing exercises, the teacher will teach us seriously. Teacher Yuan is still a veritable dictionary. Why is it called dictionary? Because we don't think about what we can't write, we ask Mr. Yuan. Some people like to play practical jokes, and we also ask Mr. Yuan what we can write, such as "Hurry" in "Hurry" and "Jade" in the corn. But Mr. Yuan took pains to write it on the blackboard.
Teacher Yuan not only loves to help us, but also makes us laugh! Like a teacher with unclear pronunciation. When we were in class, there was a "father" in Fan Li who should read softly, but the teacher insisted on reading the first sound, which made the whole class burst into laughter. Today, I vaguely heard my father calling him Jiang. Jiang decided to go downstairs and have a look. To ease the atmosphere, the teacher said, "Don't be abducted!" . Miss Yuan always makes us laugh!
Teacher Yuan's anger is the most terrible. She slapped the table heavily and shouted, "Ann-be quiet!" As the saying goes: the teacher's lion roar makes us tremble with fear. But teachers like this are rare. Because we are quiet sometimes, the teacher's face is tight when he is angry, and then he teaches us seriously. Although the teacher looks terrible when he is angry, we know that the teacher loves us.
This semester will be over soon. Will our happy time with Mr. Yuan be over? My dear Miss Yuan, how I wish I could see you every week. I also know that if the young don't work hard, the old will be sad.
3. Chinese composition, a poem praising the teacher's hard work, does not have to be written directly to the teacher, but can be extended to 1. I hope the teacher is an electric light, not a candle, so don't hurt yourself when you pay; I hope the teacher is a bee, not a silkworm, and can taste the sweet fruit while paying.
Haha, the teacher especially likes to hear this sentence. Last time I used it to write my weekly diary, I was praised for it. The profile shows that she works hard.
2. Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last forever. 3. The river pushes us to the vast sea, and the dawn brings us a bright morning; Dear teacher, you have led us to a brilliant life.
4. 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! 5. You dyed my youth with all your love; You forged my unyielding character with persistent faith ... teacher, there is a you shining in the spark of my life! Without your generous dedication, I wouldn't be where I am today. I sincerely hope that my answer can help you.
If you are satisfied, I hope it will be adopted. I wish you success in the senior high school entrance examination.
4. Poems praising teachers (which must have been written by ancient poets) should not be modern. Other poems praising teachers: sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening 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 heartless, but turns into spring mud to protect flowers. -(Qing) Gong Zizhen. In Zi Han, silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night-Li Shangyin's new bamboo is taller than the old one, and it is all supported by the old one. There will be new students next year, and hundreds of dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi. -[Qing] Zheng Xie's knowledge is no more important than respecting teachers. -Tan Sitong, an ancient scholar, must be strict with his teacher and then respect his teacher. -Ouyang Xiu, the ancient sage, all respected the teacher. 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.
Praising the teacher's famous poem "Untitled" was long before I met her, but it was longer after we parted, and the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There is no road from Pengshan to Bluebird. Listen! -Give me what she said! Praise the teacher. I remember your hands were covered with 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. Teacher, you are a bright light, and you have found a home for the children who have lost their way. You are the angel of September, dedicated to the teacher, and arrived 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.
The teacher praised others for getting gold from life. You can only get flowers. Your gold is the sunrise, your silver is the fifteenth moon, and you are still whistling happily. Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums. Celebrate Teachers' Day. It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring. Who is it-educating naughty people into people who can help others? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts.
Who is it-to train young people into mature and sensible teenagers? 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! I can only help you here, old teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring, nourishing flowers and irrigating the earth, and we are also trying to suck the drizzle and grow. 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; 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! You present a flower, I present a flower, let's weave a big wreath for my dear teacher and mother. It is you who gave the seeds, the warmth like sunshine; 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, always remember your feelings; No matter where we go.
Always remember your words. Wherever we go, always remember your love; Wherever we go, it will be a flower of yours.
The golden wind sends laughter, and the sweet-scented osmanthus floats. Today's teacher's holiday is coming again.
Teachers have worked hard for 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 the noblest career in the world. The teacher gave us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine.
The teacher guided us to the path of 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 of knowledge.
Gentle spring rain is the teacher's love for us. The teacher's words and deeds are like spring rain.
The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up as red flowers. 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.
Teachers are like trees, with blue sky overhead and feet on the earth, silently benefiting the society. Teachers are big trees, bringing spring scenery to the world.
The teacher sowed the seeds of hope and cultivated us into a forest. Young trees grow into pillars, never forgetting the gardener's cultivation.
Yes, teacher's enthusiasm is like the sun, teacher's teaching is like spring rain, teacher's elegant demeanor is like green leaves, teacher's career is like a tree, our teacher is good at 1, your work is today, but it is building the motherland's tomorrow; Your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. 2. Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last forever.
On the road from naivety to maturity, from ignorance to civilization, you opened the way for us with the torch of life. The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day.
A good teacher is better than thousands of books. 6. Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened much confusion, cultivated much self-confidence, ignited much youth and destroyed many sails.
7, the crane hair silver silk reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood to open new flowers. 8. Once a teacher, always a father.
9. The gift of a speech is also my teacher. 10, gardener, lofty title, I wish you peaches and plums all over the world and spring glow.
1 1. The river pushes us to the vast sea, and the dawn brings us a bright morning; Dear teacher, you have led us to a brilliant life. 12 teacher, people say that you are a pillar of the motherland, not that you are a pillar of the motherland, but that you support the backbone of our generation.
13. Teachers are the cultivators and sowers of beauty. It's you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, and making our hearts green.
14, your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the spring water. 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. 15, teacher, the light of wisdom that emanates from us will always shine with the spark that you lit with your own hands.
Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of 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 used.
6. What poems are there to praise the teacher? And every night, the candle will cry away the wick: sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently.
-(Tang) Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Spring silkworms will be woven to death, moistening things silently, moistening things silently, and doing things without orders; His body is not straight. -(Tang) Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" and "Spring Silkworm to Death" dispelled doubts, so he preached and taught.
-(Tang) Li Shangyin's Untitled is not a heartless thing, but turns into spring mud to protect flowers. -(Qing) Gong Zizhen's "Yi Hai Miscellaneous Works" praised the teacher's famous saying: the teacher is the engineer of the human soul.
-(Tang) Du Fu's spring silkworm will weave until she dies, and tears will run out every night. -(Tang) Li Shangyin's Untitled is not a heartless thing, but turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
-(Qing) Gong Zizhen's "Yi Hai Miscellaneous Poems" praised the teacher's poems. -(Qing) Gong Zizhen's "Yi Hai Miscellaneous Work" is expensive, although it is not obedient.
Confucius illuminates the road for others, and he should shine. Learning is more important than respecting teachers. -Tan Sitong, an ancient scholar, must be strict with the teacher, and then respect the teacher-Ouyang Xiu, the ancient holy king, has no respect for the teacher.
-Lv Buwei is a teacher for a day and a father for life. It's hard to meet a teacher when you turn into spring mud. -Sima Guang is not a teacher in the world, so he benefits from this.
-Liu Zongyuan Scholars must seek teachers and teachers. -Cheng Yi Learning is expensive, and making friends is also expensive.
-Tang Zhen, tears are exhausted every night. -(Tang) Li Shangyin's Untitled is not heartless.
-Stalin is tall and strong. -Guan Hanqing is not as good as a teacher.
-Yang Xiong saint impermanence division. -Teacher Han Yu is easy to meet, but making friends is also expensive.
-Teacher Tang Zhenzan's poem: Sneaking into the night with the wind. -"The Analects of Confucius Zi Han" Spring silkworms can weave until they die, and tears are exhausted every night-Li Shangyin's new bamboo is taller than the old bamboo, 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. -[Qing] Zheng Xie No matter how proud a person has achieved, he must drink water and think of his source. Remember that his teacher sowed the first seed for his growth.
-Madame Curie Teachers are not only disseminators of knowledge, but also models. -[America] Bruner is praising the teacher's poem: diving into the night with the wind.
7. Describe ancient poems to praise teachers and learn from Tang Bai Juyi.
East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master.
Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.
Wu Jue rewards teacher Shang.
There is nowhere in the void, like glass.
No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry.
Jade pot with ice in its heart
Zhu Bi wrote the soul of a teacher.
As earnest as a father's language.
Talk like friends and relatives.
A few lines of light words
Make a deep impression on life
The hope of the latecomers
Report success to the master
Untitled
Author: Li Shangyin
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Ode to the teacher
Four degrees of spring breeze,
Several autumn rains washed away the gap.
Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon,
Chalk has no words to write spring and autumn.
Spring blossoms,
Candle tears turn to ashes, and autumn is stronger.
Spring sowing peaches and plums in 3,000 gardens,
Qiu Lai, China is rich in fruits.
Six poems by Tianjingsha
1. A long historical map
Become a pillar of talent,
Sky, land and sea.
Running around half my life,
Sailing again today,
Yao Lu Mountain is high in water.
2. Teacher Kuang Huanxue
Highly respected, knowledgeable,
Look at heroes.
Right time, right place and right person,
Use a pen like a demon,
It's amazing.
3. Huilan Pavilion
For the country, for the family, for the people,
Wind, sun and rain.
Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds,
The sun, the moon and the stars,
With the pursuit of a lifetime.
4. Guan Zhongtu
Be honest,
Do things aboveboard.
Bring together heroes from all sides,
A famous teacher,
The world is in my hands.
5. One-line diagram
Thinking about Wan Li,
Look at the infinite future.
A genius,
Back to Yaotai,
Heaven and earth are stunned.
Four degrees of spring breeze,
Several autumn rains washed away the gap.
Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon,
Chalk has no words to write spring and autumn.
Spring blossoms,
Candle tears turn to ashes, and autumn is stronger.
Spring sowing peaches and plums in 3,000 gardens,
Qiu Lai, China is rich in fruits.