The verses are:

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

2. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

3. There is no place in the void, just like when someone comes to the glazed poetry realm, the Zen mind goes beyond poetry.

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

5. Be upright and aboveboard in doing things. Gathering heroes from all over the world, I will be at my disposal in the world.

6. In the old days of schooling and education, teachers and students questioned each other, developed anger, had repeated confrontations, and were earnest and good at tempting.

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

8. Those who are good follow it, then guide it, teach it next, order it neatly, and compete with it at the bottom.

9. It is you who support the backbone of our generation!

10. Teach you earnestly and listen to me.

Old poems include:

1. "A Gift to the Tutu Master" by Liu Shang of the Tang Dynasty. A young man flies off from a military horse, and the boy in the snow-capped mountains is still naked. The elder Toutuo of Qiu Shan said that our army was shooting tigers before returning. 2. "Feng He Ling Gong Plants Flowers in the Green Field Hall" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. The Green Field Hall opened to occupy Wuhua, and passers-by directed Ling Gong's house. Your Majesty has peaches and plums all over the world, why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall? ?

3. "Hsinchu" Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty? Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old stems. Next year there will be another new born, the ten-foot-long dragon grandson will come around Fengchi. 4. "Master Xun Yong Resides in Seclusion" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. The mountains are steep and green, and the people are carefree and carefree. Move the clouds to find ancient roads, lean against rocks and listen to flowing springs. The flowers are warm, the green cows lie down, and the pines are high and the white cranes sleep. The words come to the river at dusk, and the cold smoke falls alone

6. "Untitled" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty? It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes. The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples are changing, and the moonlight is cold when singing at night. There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue birds are eager to visit. 7. "Happy Rain on a Spring Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.