1. Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.

2. and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away. Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillar of the motherland. It is you who support the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light for the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Your lectures are so rich and colorful. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me, and let me see a beautiful new world ... Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and see, this all loves and this garden full of peaches and plums are all saluting you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how could 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 with beautiful sunshine and moisten with beautiful rain and dew that our hearts are green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the maturity of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart! You are more like the unknown root, which makes the young trees grow sturdily and makes the branches full of rich fruits, but you don't ask for any reward.

You gave us a ruler of life to measure every day. You have given us a mirror of exemplary behavior, so that we can learn from it 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 the seedling needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water; And when a bucket of water is needed, never give a glass of water. Giving in a timely and appropriate way is the skill of a good gardener.

My teacher, this is your art of education. Regardless of Xin Qin's cold inkstone, peaches are ripe and dripping, and plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easier to plant flowers than to cultivate people.

The fragrance in the secluded valley is extraordinary. Poems and paintings are all over the world, and talents are all smiling. 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 the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then the students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand has become pearls, shining brightly.

There are countless proud and happy memories of your teaching career, but you cherish them in your heart and just stare at a garden to be explored. If I were a poet, I would write poems with full enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea.

and dedicate it to you-my teacher with broad mind and profound knowledge. Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire of students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, bearing the students' steady upward climb step by step.

You are like a candle. Although it is thin, it has a part of heat and a part of light, which 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, as turbulent as a rushing river ... Spring silkworms have never said anything boastful in their lives, and the silver silk they 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 the clear spring. Your love is more severe than fatherly love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendly love.

You-the teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world. The value of fireflies lies in using the lamp hanging at the back end to shine on others; Your respect lies in always providing convenience to 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 in full bloom everywhere, which one is without your hard work and which one is without your smile! The golden wind sends laughter, and the osmanthus flowers float. The teacher's holiday has come again today.

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 to bloom all over the world.

Teachers are a noble cause under the sun. The teacher gave us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine.

The teacher guided 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.

the gentle spring rain is the teacher's love for us. The teacher's words and deeds are like the 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 are in full 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, not forgetting the gardener's cultivation.

Yes, the teacher's enthusiasm is like the sun, the teacher's instruction is like the spring rain, the teacher's style is like green leaves, the teacher's career is like a tree, and our teacher is a tribute to the soul of a good teacher-dedicated to Teacher's Day. You have already planted your heart, and in the expectation year after year, you have watched your poems grow from the campus and be recited in people's mouths.

oh, teacher, there is your pride and glory on campus. There are too many harvest seasons under your painstaking watering.

You guard this garden faithfully, just like watching your sunshine shine on your face. It is a bright hope. The fire of faith burns ignorance and ignorance on campus.

years have proved that your cultivation is sacred. You have spring, sunshine and flowers; In the eternal song, become a fruit! You are crystal clear, a sculptor and master of the human soul; You sincerely, selflessly and silently dedicate your youth, and you are willing to make a drop in the pulpit. 2. What are the poems and proverbs about thanking teachers?

A three-foot platform, 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, and a hundred thousand pillars of and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die and and every night the candles will weep their wicks away, there must be teachers like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others.

We are the flowers of our motherland, and our teachers are hardworking gardeners. Teachers are like a long bridge leading to the knowledge coast.

The teacher is like a candle, which burns itself and illuminates us. The teacher is like a big tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain.

Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillar of the motherland. It is you who support the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light for the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and see, this all loves and this garden full of peaches and plums are all saluting you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how could so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Teachers, engineers of the human soul, who wouldn't praise you! Teacher, you are a cultivator 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! Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then the students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand has become pearls, shining brightly. You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and a little light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself.

this selfless dedication is unforgettable. Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the clear spring.

Your love is more severe than fatherly love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendly love. You, the teacher's love, is the greatest and cleanest in the world! If we are a ship, then the teacher is a sail, leading us forward in the ocean of knowledge; If we want to embark on a journey, the teacher is like a candle in our hand, illuminating the bumpy road in our study.

You let us open the window of the soul, you let us have the spiritual pillar, you sent us on the road of learning and gave us endless encouragement. Teacher, we will always remember you.

Teacher, you are the cultivator and sower of beauty. It is you who shine with beautiful sunshine and moisten with beautiful rain and dew that our hearts are green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the maturity of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart! You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You have given us a mirror of exemplary behavior, so that we can learn from it 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 a bucket of water is needed, never give a glass of water.

it is a good gardener's skill to give in a timely and appropriate way. My teacher, this is your art of education.

regardless of Xin Qin's cold inkstone, peaches are ripe and flowers are flowing, but plums are not skilled, so it is easier to plant flowers than to cultivate people. The fragrance of the valley is extraordinary, the poems are full of people, the paintings are full of people, and the talents are smiling.

Teacher, you sow spring, ideals and strength with the noblest feelings of human beings ... sow with words, cultivate with colored pens, irrigate with sweat and moisten with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher. You work in the present, but you are building the tomorrow 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 the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand has become pearls, shining brightly. 3. Are there any poems and famous sayings about thanking teachers?

Do your best until you die. (Zhuge Liang's

The crow has the meaning of feeding back, and the sheep knows the grace of kneeling on the breast.

When the water drops, it will repay you.

but how much love has the inch-long grass will receive three blessings.

The bees sip honey from the flowers and thank them when they leave. The grandiose butterfly believes that flowers should thank him. -Tagore

People help me and I will never forget it; I help others, don't remember. -Hua Luogeng

Every favor has a barb, which will hook the mouth that devours it. The benefactor gets there wherever he wants to drag him-Don

ingratitude is worse than lying, vanity, rap, drunkenness or other evil virtues that exist in the hearts of vulnerable people-English proverb

Scumbags are always ungrateful: ingratitude is originally a despicable part-Hugo

ungrateful people fall into difficulties, It can't be saved-Greek proverb

If a person is indebted and then turns against his benefactor, he must take care of his own dignity and be more vicious than an irrelevant stranger. He can only explain his ruthlessness by proving the guilt of the other person-Thackeray

Gratitude is the smallest of virtues, and ingratitude is the worst of vices-English proverb

Ignorant people want to do something good. Little magpie plucked out her mother's feather, thinking that she had repaid the kindness of raising her-Tibetan proverb

Parents' kindness, water can't drown, fire can't be put out-Soviet proverb

Father's kindness is higher than mountains, and mother's kindness is deeper than the sea-Japanese proverb

Know your parents' kindness, hold your children and grandchildren in your arms-Japanese proverb

Only when you raise your children can you know your mother's hard work, and the woman can know how to thank her. If you don't raise a child, you don't know how to repay your mother-China proverb 4. Poems about thanking teachers

1. In the past, teachers and students asked right questions, resented development, repeated twists and turns, and seduced.

2. There is no place in the void, as if it is like a glazed poem. Who will come, and the Zen mind will pass the poem.

3. Don't listen to the clouds. The smell of eyes and fragrance doesn't belong to the gentleman. There is no difference between life and death. There are three photos, and the water is burned according to the nine patterns and the five levels are clean, and the auspicious clouds are made at the head of the moon.

4. A beautiful scene every day. The new ancient cypress forest is blessed with lofty and rare things in the four seasons of spring. When the famous altar is resumed, everyone is happy to give birth to China. Every household is sincere and sincere. I only hope that all the public will understand, and there will be no leakage of red.

5. Don't be a monk, don't be unkind, and don't be gentle. Jiubo people are not shy before. It's hard to understand that our prisoners have changed their lives for a while. I don't worry about getting carried away, but I laugh at NO FENG フウカ from teaching people.

6. and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away.

7. Spring is full of mountains, rivers and gardens, and peaches and plums are smiling in spring. East, west, north and south are always in spring, and only teachers pay attention to it.

8. The fairy in the fairy and the fairy know that Mita Moon is full. If you can smile, that person will slap his fist and make his feet sticky when he refuses, and turn around violently. If he is caught by fame and fortune, he will lose a good cause.

9. Bai Shu-zi in the East Palace, where the Zen master in the South Temple meets from afar, there is nothing in his heart.

1. Please listen to me.

11. Kneeling at present leads to the secret mystery of our teacher's poetry. I am glad to learn that the investigation has broken through the fate and forgotten the false appearance, and I want to get rid of the six days when I want to be really kind and marry a woman. When I want to forget the customs, I will go to my teacher and decide to go to heaven in the future.

12. Being lazy to watch Confucian classics, burning incense, and smoking like a drunken madman, but knowing life and fall, it is better to distinguish between right and wrong and sitting on the heart of a long guest, and it is not because of the tiredness of the meal that the body is vertical, and the poor and sick are cured.

13. Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others.

14. Falling red is not a heartless thing. Turning into spring mud will protect flowers.

15. Three-foot platform, three-inch tongue, three-inch pen and three thousand peaches and plums.

in a threesome, there must be a teacher.

17. Good people are motivated by it, followed by guidance, followed by instruction, followed by neatness, and those who are at the bottom contend with it.

18. Immortals are ethereal, too vain, too private, and too worldly. Fortunately, when the door is enlightened, don't refuse to take care of your family and commit crimes all day long. If you are blessed, you will only be reluctant when you come. How can you repay your kindness for life?

19. Ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain and a hundred thousand pillars.