1. Poems about Chinese teachers

Poems about Chinese teachers 1. Poems about Chinese teachers

1. Teacher, you are like a red candle, burning Light up yourself and light up others.

2. Teacher, you are like a spring silkworm, spinning filaments of wisdom and weaving knowledge.

3. Once a teacher, always a father.

4. Teacher, you are like a gardener, cultivating the flowers of the motherland.

5. If you are water, we are fish, and we cannot leave you.

Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up. Being highly virtuous and highly respected

Serving as a role model for others

Working hard

Teaching by ear and face. Teaching in accordance with one's aptitude, good teachers and friends, words and deeds

Ten years of trees, hundreds of years of cultivation, tireless teaching, good teachers and friends everywhere, peaches and plums, dedicated to their duties

Poems in praise of teachers

I remember your powder-stained Hands

I once remembered your charitable teachings

I once remembered your new silver hairs

Because of you, many students can become talented.

Because of you, the world will be so civilized

Teacher, you are the beacon

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

Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.

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

What do you want after all your hard work? Working silently on Ruziniu.

A three-foot podium stores the sun and moon, and a piece of chalk writes the Spring and Autumn Period.

Those who are humble do not envy those who are tall. Wealth depends entirely on fruitfulness.

There are beautiful peaches and plums from all over the world, and I live in a humble room and am happy and forget my worries.

2. 10 ancient poems about teachers

Whoever speaks a word of grass will be rewarded with three villages of sunshine.

The Good Rain Knowledge Festival happens in spring. A teacher for a day is a father for a lifetime.

——Guan Hanqing, Yuan Dynasty. A few words of gift are all serving as a teacher. ——Liang Qichao, "Chinese History Research Methods: Preface" The foundation of goodness lies in teaching, and the foundation of teaching lies in teachers.

——[Song Dynasty] Li Gou's "Guang Qian Shu" Spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before tears dry up. Respect the teacher's way and have a good learning style.

——Kang Youwei's "Collection of Political Commentaries·Speeches in Zhejiang" Li Shangyin's "Untitled" series, there is a sentence in it: "Spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before tears dry up." It is often used to describe The hard work, care and dedication of teachers.

The Five Great Masters of the Far East, Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, was the concubine of the Bai family in the East Palace and the Zen Master of the Southern Temple. Where to meet each other far away, when there is nothing in mind.

The Five Absolutes: Rewarding the Master, Liu Shang, Tang Dynasty The void is nowhere, as if it were glass. Whoever comes to the realm of poetry will have a Zen heart and pass poetry again.

The jade pot contains the heart of ice, the ink pen writes the soul of the master, as earnest as a father's words, as gentle as a friend, and light as a friend. The few lines of words are thick and thick, and the whole life is full of people's hope that those who come after will succeed in repaying the master. Untitled Author: Li Shangyin It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet. , 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.

When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight. There are not many roads to Pengshan, and the bluebirds are diligent in visiting. Teacher's Ode: Four spring breezes have made preparations, and several autumn rains have washed the gaps.

The black hair accumulates frost and weaves the sun and the moon, and the chalk writes the spring and autumn without words. The silk is not old even if it is spun out in spring, and the candle tears turn into gray and become thicker in autumn.

Three thousand peaches and plums are sown in spring, and China is filled with fruits in autumn. Six Poems of Tianjingsha 1. Pictures of a long history. Desire for talents and pillars, sky, land and sea.

I have been busy traveling here and there for half my life, but now I am sailing again, and the road is far away and the mountains are high and the water is long. 2. Teacher Kuang Huanxue is a man of high moral character, great Confucianism and erudition, and he respects heroes and heroes.

The time, place and people are favorable, and the pen is like a devil, which makes people marvel. 3. Wang Benzheng Dare to speak, dare to act, dare to act, and have no complaints, no regrets, no regrets.

In the violent storms and thunders, I exhale and raise my eyebrows, who else in the world would be better than me? 4. Huilan Pavilion For the sake of the country, the home and the people, it is exposed to wind and rain. The blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, the sun, moon and stars, accompany me in my lifelong pursuit.

5. Guan Zhongtu was upright and upright in his work. Gathering heroes from all over the world, I have masters who are famous, and I am at the mercy of the world.

6. The Picture of Yixian has a mind of thousands of miles around the world and looks to the infinite future. Showing his unparalleled talents, he returned to the Yaotai, and the world was horrified.

Four spring breezes have brought preparation, and several autumn rains have washed away the gaps. The black hair accumulates frost and weaves the sun and the moon, and the chalk silently writes the Spring and Autumn Period.

The silk is not old yet in spring, and the tears of candles turn to gray and become thicker in autumn. Three thousand peaches and plums are sown in spring, and China is full of fruits in autumn.

It is better to seek a teacher than to learn. -----Yang Xiong, the master of sage impermanence.

-----Han Yu It is easy to meet a Confucian teacher, but it is difficult to meet a human teacher. -----Sima Guang There is no saint king in ancient times who did not respect his teacher.

-----Lü Buwei If the whole world does not learn from others, it will lead to confusion. -----Liu Zongyuan Scholars must seek teachers, and they must be cautious in following them.

-----Cheng Yi Once a teacher, always a father. ----Guan Hanqing Learning is as valuable as teachers, and friends are also valuable.

-----Tang Zhen In order to learn, there is nothing more important than respecting the teacher. -----Tan Sitong The ancient scholars must be strict with their teachers, and the teachers should be strict and then the Tao should be respected.

-----Ouyang Xiu There is neither high nor low, neither long nor short. Where the Tao exists, the teacher exists. -----Han Yu If you are a person of three, you must have a teacher. Choose the good ones and follow them, and change the bad ones.

-----Confucius.

3. What are the ancient poems about praising teachers?

1. "Fenghe Linggong Plants Flowers in the Green Field" - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Green Field The hall is open and occupying Wuhua, and passers-by give instructions to the public.

Your Majesty has peaches and plums all over the world, so why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall?

2. "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet" - Tang Dynasty·Li Shangyin

It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.

When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.

There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.

3. "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai·Two Hundred and Twenty" - Qing Dynasty·Gong Zizhen

It is sad that the anger of Kyushu relies on wind and thunder, and thousands of horses are silent.

I urge God to cheer up and send talents of any kind.

4. "A Cut of Plum Blossoms·Visiting the Jiangshan Mountains to Show Prime Minister Ye" - Song Dynasty·Xin Qiji

Independence is vast and drunk, but the sun is setting and the sky is cold, and I have to go back.

How long have I been exploring the plum blossoms and stepping on the snow? Now I come to think about it, and the willows are still there.

The west bank of Baishi Gangtou is full of leisure and luxuriant grass.

Passionate mountain birds don’t need to cry, peaches and plums are speechless, and they create a trail of their own.

5. "Lovely Rain on a Spring Night" - Du Fu, Tang Dynasty

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing 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 places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city.

4. Ancient poems describing teachers

Ancient poems praising teachers

1. "Bee"

Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty

Regardless of the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied.

After collecting hundreds of flowers into honey, for whom does it work hard and for whom is it sweet?

2. "Happy Rain on a Spring Night"

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing 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 places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city.

3. "Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai·The sun is setting in the daytime in the mighty sorrow of separation"

The sun is setting in the daytime in the mighty sorrow of separation, chanting the whip to the east points to the end of the world.

Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.

4. "Feng He Ling Gong Plants Flowers in the Green Field Hall"

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

The Green Field Hall opened to occupy Wuhua, and passers-by gave instructions to Ling Gong's house.

Your Majesty has peaches and plums all over the world, so why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall?

5. "Untitled"

Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up.

When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.

There is not much way to Penglai, so the blue bird is diligent in visiting.

6. "Six Poems of Pure Sand in the Sky: Pictures of a Long History"

If you want talented people, you will find the sky, the land, and the sea.

I have been busy traveling here and there for half my life, and now I am sailing again.

The road is far away and the mountains are high and the water is long.

7. "Qijue·Teacher's Favor is Unforgettable"

It was too hasty to meet each other, and the flowers in the school became red several times.

Good friendship will always be in my soul and dreams, deep kindness will always be in my heart.

8. "Six Poems of Tianjingsha·Pictures of Yixian"

Have a mind of thousands of miles of the world and look to the infinite future.

Showing off his unparalleled talents and returning to the Yao Stage, the world was horrified.

9. "Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai"

Gong Zizhen of the Qing Dynasty

It is sad that the anger of Kyushu relies on wind and thunder, and thousands of horses are silent.

I urge God to cheer up and send talents of any kind.

10. "Hsinchu"

Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty

Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, all because of the support of the old stems.

Next year there will be another new born, the ten-foot-long dragon grandson will be around Fengchi.

11. "Rewarding the Master"

Liu Shang of the Tang Dynasty

The void is nowhere, as if it were glass.

Whoever comes to the poetic realm, the Zen mind has passed the poem again.

12. "Master Yuan"

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Bai Shuzi of the East Palace, Zen Master Yuan of the Nan Temple.

Where to meet each other from a distance, when there is nothing in mind.

13. "Master Xun Yong Resides in Seclusion"

Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Amidst the green mountains and green sky, he is carefree and forgets the years.

Look for the ancient road through the clouds, listen to the flowing spring by leaning against the tree.

The green cows lie down in the warm flowers, and the white cranes sleep high in the pines.

The language comes to the river at dusk, and the cold smoke falls alone.

14. "Teacher Silkworm"

Teaching children and daughters, hard work for half a lifetime.

A head full of white hair, sweet milk for a lifetime.

15. "It's like a dream on Yaotai"

It's like a dream on Yaotai, knowing that the beautiful girl is coming.

The singers and singers are dim, and the shadows of the flowers and the moon are lingering.

I laugh at my three leisure paths, and I miss you with seven sorrows.

Flowing wine glasses and red leaves, poetry and wine.

5. Describe the teacher’s ancient poetry sentences

1. Listening to Master Ying playing the piano

Tang Dynasty: Han Yu

I have two ears , I didn’t listen to the silk bamboo.

After hearing Master Ying play, he got up and sat aside.

Pushing the hand to stop suddenly, wet clothes and tears.

You are so sincere and capable, you can’t put ice in my intestines!

Translation

I am ashamed that I only have a pair of ears, but I am too unfamiliar with music to appreciate it. After listening to the sound of your piano, it is soft and strong, which makes people feel uplifted and strong. In a hurry, I stretched out my hand to cover the piano, tears already welling up in my eyes. Master Ying's good kung fu is truly extraordinary. Stop filling my chest with ice and fire.

2. Presented to the Toutuo Master

Tang Dynasty: Liu Shang

A young man flies off from a military horse, and a boy in the snow-capped mountains is still naked.

Toutuo, the elder of Qiu Mountain, said that our army was shooting tigers before returning.

When the old man Toutuo lived in Qiu Mountain, he still recalled the power of shooting tigers.

3. Master Yuan

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Bai Shuzi of the East Palace, Zen Master Yuan of the Nan Temple.

Where to meet each other from a distance, when there is nothing in mind.

Translation

When can I, who is an official in the court, and Zen Master Ziyuan in Nan Temple see each other again? Probably until I have no more worldly things in my mind.

4. Lin Qinnan respected his teacher

Qing Dynasty: Anonymous

When Lin Qinnan Xiaolianshu of Fujian County was six or seven years old, he studied as a teacher. The teacher was so poor that he had no rice for cooking. Lin Zhizhi wanted to return home urgently, so he filled his socks with rice and carried them to his teacher. The teacher was angry and called him a thief, but he couldn't bear it. Lin Gui told his mother, who laughed and said, "If you have a good heart, how can this be the gift of repair?" He called Bei and sent rice and a stone to the private school, and the teacher accepted it.

Translation

When he was six or seven years old, Lin Shu (also known as Qinnan, also known as Xiaolian, the title given to people in the Qingming Dynasty) from Min County (now Fuzhou City, Fujian Province), followed his teacher read. The teacher is very poor and has no rice for cooking. When Lin Shu found out, he hurried home, filled his socks with rice, and carried the rice on his back to the teacher.

The teacher was angry and said it was stolen from him and refused to accept it. After Lin Shu came back, he told his mother. Her mother smiled and said, "Of course your intention is good, but is this method (packing rice in socks) a etiquette for students to give gifts to teachers?" Then someone prepared it, and Lin Shu He brought a pound of rice to the private school, and the teacher accepted it.

5. Wen Lihua gave Liu Shiming a gift

Tang Dynasty: Han Yu

The peach blossoms are too melancholy to live, and the red flowers fall to the ground one after another.

I heard that there are thousands of trees in Guoxi with snow, and I want to get you drunk.

Translation

It’s very melancholy. The peach trees have fallen flowers and become a path for viewing. Many red petals are falling to the ground. I heard that thousands of pear trees on the west side of the city wall are blooming like snow everywhere. I want to go and enjoy the flowers with you. What do you think?

6. Ancient poems describing the teacher

Spring silkworms will die when they die, wax torches will turn to ashes before tears dry up. 1. Your work is today, but it is building the future of the motherland; 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 all over the world; your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last for a hundred years. 3. On our way from childishness to maturity, from ignorance to civilization, you use the torch of life to clear the way for us.

4. The spring breeze of teachers bathes my heart every day. 5. A good teacher is better than ten thousand books.

6. Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened so much confusion, nurtured so much self-confidence, ignited so much youth, and destroyed so much ambition. 7. The silver hair of the crane reflects the sun and the moon, and the fervent heart fertilizes new flowers.

8. Once a teacher, always a father. 9. All these gifts are from my teacher.

10. Gardener, a noble title, I wish you a world full of peaches and plums, and spring sunshine everywhere. 11. Rivers push us to the vast sea, and dawn brings us bright mornings; dear teacher, you lead us to a magnificent life.

12. Teacher, people say that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland. It is better to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. It is you who support the backbone of our generation. 13. Teachers are cultivators and sowers of beauty.

It is you who shine with your beautiful sunshine and moisturize with your beautiful rain and dew, so that our hearts are green and full of flowers. 14. 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 severe than father's love, more delicate than mother's love, and more pure than friendship. You----teacher's love is the greatest and most pure in the world.

15. Teacher, the light of wisdom emanating from us will always shine with the spark ignited by you yourself. Teacher, everyone says that you cultivate the pillars of the motherland; but 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! The classes you taught are so rich and colorful. Each chapter seems to have opened a window in front of me, allowing me to see a beautiful new world... Ah, with you, the garden is so beautiful and the earth is so beautiful. Full of spring! Teacher, open the window and take a look. This garden full of spring scenery, this garden full of peaches and plums, are all saluting you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how could so many beautiful flowers of soul bloom? Teacher, engineer of the human soul, who would not praise you! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness. Teacher, you are the sower of hope and happiness! Teacher, you are a cultivator of beauty and a sower of beauty.

It is you who shine with your beautiful sunshine and moisturize with your beautiful rain and dew, so that our hearts are filled with green grass and blooming 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 are more like the unknown tree roots, which make the young trees grow sturdily and make the branches full of abundant fruits, but do not ask for any reward. 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 that connects us to the severed mountains, 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.

Regardless of hard work, the peach tree will lose its essence when it is ripe, and the plum tree will be ripe with poor skills. 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 student is the sand in the clam; you use love to lick it, grind it, soak it, wash it... Over the years, the sand becomes a particle A pearl, shining brightly. There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, 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, supporting students to climb up step by step. 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. The language of your lectures is as sweet as the tinkling mountain springs, as friendly as the gurgling creeks, and as exciting as the rushing rivers... Spring silkworms have never said anything they boast about in their lives, and the silver thread they spit out is the 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 praise for you. 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 severe than father's love, more delicate than mother's love, and more pure than friendship. You, the teacher's love, is the greatest and most noble in the world.

The value of a firefly lies in using the lamp hanging on its tail to shine on others; your respectability lies in always providing convenience to others. Who spreads the rain and dew all over the earth? Who works hard to nurture the seedlings? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one doesn’t have your hard work on it, and which one doesn’t have your smile on it! The classes you taught are so rich and colorful. Each chapter seems to open a window in front of me, allowing me to see a beautiful new world... Ah, with you, the garden is so beautiful and the earth is so beautiful. Full of spring! Teacher, open the window and take a look. This garden full of spring scenery, this garden full of peaches and plums, are all saluting you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how could so many beautiful flowers of soul bloom? Teacher, engineer of the human soul, who would not praise you! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.

Teacher, you are the seed of hope and happiness.