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Idioms, poems and famous sayings about praising teachers. (please answer one by one)

Be highly respected and highly respected

Be a teacher by example

Ear advice

Teach without distinction

Teach students in accordance with their aptitude

Good teachers and helpful friends

Teaching by words and deeds

It takes ten years to grow trees and a hundred years to cultivate people

Teach people tirelessly

Good teachers and helpful friends

The world is filled with peaches and plums

Praise from mouth to mouth

Word of mouth speaks for itself

Word of mouth carries the praises

Working hard

Speaking with sincerity

Instructing earnestly

Teaching carefully

Working hard

It means a lot

Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before tears dry

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The most glorious profession under the sun, engineer of the human soul;

A three-foot podium, a three-inch tongue, a three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums

Ten years of trees, Ten years of wind, ten years of rain, one hundred thousand beams

The spring silkworms will die when the silkworms are dead, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before the tears will dry

When three people are walking together, there must be my teacher

Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others.

We are the flowers of our motherland, and teachers are hard-working gardeners.

The teacher is like a long bridge leading to the coast of knowledge.

The teacher is like a candle, burning himself and illuminating us.

The teacher is like a big tree, protecting us from wind and rain.

Teacher, everyone says that you cultivate the pillars of the motherland;

I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland.

It is you who support the backbone of our generation!

You are like a red candle, giving all your heat and light to your descendants!

Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words

——Burning! Keep burning!

Ah, because of you, the garden is so beautiful and the earth is full of spring!

Teacher, please open the window and take a look. This garden full of spring scenery and peaches and plums are all saluting you!

Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how could so many beautiful flowers of soul bloom?

Teacher, the engineer of the human soul, who would not praise you!

Teacher, you are a cultivator of beauty and a sower of beauty.

It is you who shine with beautiful sunshine and moisten with beautiful rain and dew.

Our hearts are green with green grass and blooming flowers!

Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then the student is the sand in the clam;

You use love to lick it, grind it, soak it, wash it...< /p>

Over the years, the sand grains become pearls, shining brightly.

You are like a candle. Although it is thin, you have some heat and some light, illuminating others and exhausting yourself.

This selfless dedication will never be forgotten.

Your love is as warm as the sun, as gentle as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the clear spring.

Your love is more serious than father's love, more delicate than mother's love, and more pure than friendship.

You, the teacher’s love, are the greatest and most pure in the world!

If we are a ship, the teacher is the sail, leading us forward in the ocean of knowledge; if we are going to embark on a journey, the teacher is like the candle we hold, illuminating our progress in learning. That bumpy road. You allow us to open the windows of our souls, you give us spiritual pillars, you send us on the path of learning, and you give us endless encouragement. Teacher, we will always remember you.

Teacher, you are a cultivator of beauty and a sower of beauty. It is you who shine with beautiful sunshine and moisten with beautiful rain and dew, so that our hearts are green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the green shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit will always be in my heart!

You gave us a ruler of life, allowing us to measure it every day; you gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, so that we have role models to learn from everywhere.

You are the bridge, connecting the severed mountains for us, allowing us to reach the peak of harvest; you are the ivy, tough and slender, guiding us to pick Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng on the top of the cliff. When a seedling needs a glass of water, he will never give him a bucket of water; and when he needs a bucket of water, he will never give him a glass of water. Giving at the right time and in the right amount is the skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is also your art of education. No matter how hard you work, it will take a while to make the peach ripe, and the plum ripe will be useless. It is easy to plant flowers but difficult to cultivate people. The fragrance of flying in the valley is extraordinary, the world is filled with poems, paintings, and talented people are all smiling.

Teacher, you use the most noble human emotion - love, to sow spring, sow ideals, sow power... Sow with words, cultivate with colored pens, water with sweat, moisten with hard work, this is us Dear teacher, noble labor.

You work today, but you are building the future of the motherland; you teach in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then the students are like the sand in the clam; you use love to lick it, grind it, soak it, wash it... Over the years, the sand becomes pearls, shining brightly.

Your teaching career has countless proud and happy memories, but you treasure them in your heart and just look at the field to be developed.

If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm to praise the vastness and depth of the sea. And dedicate it to you - my teacher with a broad mind and profound knowledge.

Teachers are the fire, igniting the fire of students' hearts; teachers are stone steps, allowing students to climb up step by step.

Teachers are engineers of the human soul---Marx

The spring silkworms will die only when the silkworms die, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before tears dry up

Li Shangyin

The most glorious profession under the sun

Engineer of the human soul;

Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others.

A three-foot podium, a three-inch tongue, a three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums

Ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain, a hundred thousand beams

As a role model for the world, be a role model for others