1. Ancient poems or poems about loving school

Only by working for the perfection of his contemporaries and their happiness can he achieve his own perfection - Marx

The meaning of life lies in giving, not in receiving, nor in fighting for.

——Ba Jin

The value of a person should depend on what he has contributed, not what he has obtained.

——Einstein

Only by devoting oneself to society can one find out the meaning of a life that is actually short and risky.

——Einstein

There is a road to the mountain of books, hard work is the path, and there is no limit to the sea of ??learning, and hard work is the boat.

——Han Yu

If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to the next level.

——Wang Zhihuan (a poet of the Tang Dynasty) quoted from "Climbing the Stork Tower"

The lights are on at three o'clock and the chickens are on at five o'clock,

It is when men are studying,

Black-haired people don’t know how to study diligently early,

White-haired people regret studying late.

——Yan Zhenqing (a calligrapher and painter of the Tang Dynasty) quoted from "Encouraging Learning"

Those who have achieved great things and learned great things in ancient and modern times must have passed through three realms: "Last night the west wind withered Standing on a tall building alone among the green trees, you can see the whole road to the end of the world. "This is the first realm. "The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it at all. I feel haggard because of the loss of my clothes." This is the second realm. "The crowd was looking for him Qianbaidu, but when I turned around, I suddenly saw that person in a dimly lit place." This is the third realm.

—— Wang Guowei (scholar of the Qing Dynasty) quoted from "New Notes on Human Words"

If a young man does not work hard, the old man will be sad.

Young people don’t know how to study hard, and when you are old you will regret that you were late in studying.

Read the book a hundred times, and its meaning will become apparent.

I never tire of reading old books hundreds of times, and I will know myself after reading them carefully.

There are roads in the mountain of books, hard work is the path, and there is no limit to the sea of ??learning, and hard work is the boat.

Read thousands of volumes and write like a master.

Reading should be like a hungry person throwing himself on bread. The study room is the nest of the literati spirit and the meditation hall of life.

The most magnificent palace in the world is the library with the largest collection of books.

Reading when you are young is like walking towards the rising sun.

The faintest ink is better than the strongest memory.

Spirit can make up for material deficiencies.

Gain knowledge through learning and gain bravery through fighting.

Write and read frequently.

Knowledge is like spring water under the sand and gravel. The deeper you dig, the clearer the spring water becomes.

If knowledge is not increasing every day, it will continue to decrease.

Language is a reflection of soul and cultural upbringing.

Noble language contains sincere motives.

Diligence and knowledge are the most beautiful lovers.

The secret to learning a lot is not to learn a lot at once.

A person’s measure is a spiritual force and a powerful civilizational force.

People who can read books are still afraid that there is something they can’t do.

Successful scientists are often people with a wide range of interests, and their originality comes from their erudition.

The author may not be able to write until he is old, but he must learn from it.

No matter how advanced knowledge is, it starts from letters.

It is much easier to write ten volumes than to lay the groundwork in action.

Reading is nourishing the mind in a sense.

Being rich in knowledge can enjoy spiritual satisfaction.

Continuously recognizing one's own ignorance is a manifestation of human beings gaining wisdom.

Learning not only means accepting new knowledge, but also correcting mistakes and even understanding the mistakes.

If you don’t believe in books, you cannot improve your realm. Believing in books is worse than having no books at all.

People who fall into the love network of knowledge always taste the sweetness of knowledge.

Dressing and eating can be done in a simple way, but learning cannot be done in a simple way.

Work hard and ask less about the harvest.

Reading a good book is like making a good friend. Zang Kejia

People who can absorb necessary nutrients are healthier than those who eat a lot. Similarly, real scholars are often not people who read a lot of books, but people who read useful books. Aristeb

The next best thing to choosing good friends is choosing good books. Calder

Reading a book that is not suitable for you is worse than not reading at all. We must have the ability to choose the most valuable reading material that best suits our needs. Belinsky

A bad book, like a bad friend, may kill you. Fielding

A book lover will certainly not lack a loyal friend, a good teacher, a lovely companion, and a graceful comforter.

--Issac Barrow 2. Poems about "Love country, love school, love family"

I sigh to cover my tears, lamenting the hardships of people's lives. ——Qu Yuan's "Li Sao"

Sacrificing one's life to go to the national disaster, seeing death as a sudden return home. ——Cao Zhi's "White Horse"

I dare not forget about my country despite my humble position. ——- Lu You's "Sickness arose from the Book"

On the day when Wang Shibei set the Central Plains, he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices. ——Lu You's "Shi'er"

Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history. ——Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"

If you want to benefit the country's life and death, how can you avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings? ——Lin Zexu's "Let's tell family members at the entrance to the garrison"

Ancient poems about patriotism

Wen Tianxiang has never died since ancient times, leaving his loyal heart to illuminate history

Lin Zexu "Life and death are for the benefit of the country, how can we avoid misfortunes and fortunes?"

Monk Yan Shu's poem: "Don't ask about life and death, Qi Kuo, a lonely monk walking on the clouds and flowing water. Laughing for no reason and crying for no reason, even if there is joy, It has turned into ice."

He sacrificed his life to go to the national disaster and regarded death as a sudden return. ——Cao Zhi's "White Horse"

1. Treat the home as the home, the township as the township, the country as the country, and the world as the world. ——"Guanzi·Herdsmen"

2. Never forgetting the country in the face of adversity is loyalty. ——"Zuo Zhuan, Year of Zhao Gong"

3. Take a long breath to cover your tears, mourning the hardships of the people's livelihood. ——Qu Yuan's "Li Sao"

4. Benefit the country, not wealth. ——"Book of Rites·Confucianism"

5. Sacrificing one's life to go to the national disaster, seeing death as a sudden return. ——Cao Zhi's "White Horse"

6. Martyrs are as patriotic as home. ——Ge Hong, "Baopuzi·Waipian·Guangji" Martyr: A person with ambition and achievements.

7. Worry about the world’s worries first, and rejoice after the world’s happiness. ——Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower"

8. I dare not forget about my country despite my humble status. ——- Lu You's "Sickness arose from the Book"

9. On the day when Wang Shibei set the Central Plains, he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices. ——Lu You's "Shi'er"

10. Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history. ——Wen Tianxiang "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"

11. Serve the country with loyalty. ——"History of the Song Dynasty·Biography of Yue Fei"

12. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. ——Mai Menghua, "On China's Survival or Failure Determined Today"

13. Li Mengyang of the Tang Dynasty: Looking north to the stars and standing with a sword in hand, growing up will be a worry for the country.

14. Yu Qian of the Ming Dynasty: A heart of loyalty is devoted to serving the country, and two lines of clear tears are loyal to the family.

15. Lu You of the Song Dynasty: If you serve your country, you will die thousands of times, and your temples will never be green again.

16. Romance of the Three Kingdoms: Worrying about the country and forgetting about home, he sacrificed his life to help those in need.

17. Li Bai of Tang Dynasty: He sighs four or five times in the middle of the night, often worrying about the great country.

18. I dare not forget about the country even if I am humble. ——- Lu You's "Sickness arose from the Book" 3. Who has poems about loving the school?

Nostalgia The seedlings grow strong and are planted in the heart, working hard on the campus.

The black hair on the temples is dyed with powder, and the old man has no complaints. On the podium, I miss you the most, with all the red faces.

The young yellow-mouthed eagles are vying to be fed, and in a blink of an eye they spread their wings and soar into the blue sky. Under the desk lamp, I feel more nostalgic, with red lines drawn on the notebook in front of me.

The evening breeze is quiet and the cicadas are chirping, listening to the waves of my heart. Fortunately, the teaching altar is filled with flowers, and I sigh from the bottom of my heart.

The old horse hoofs in Zhengchen never rest, nostalgic for the beautiful campus station... It seems there is still, wait~~ When you are walking among the red bricks and green grass When you are listening in the modern international conference hall When you are in the spacious Relax your tired body and mind in the living room. When you watch your children open the beautiful door of the kindergarten. When you witness the passengers' yearning for the foreign language school on the bus. When you are inspired by the principal's grand blueprint that transcends the times, your heart is hard to calm down. Are you convinced by your Are you proud and satisfied to be a member of a foreign language school? Is your love for school born spontaneously? Are you aware of the responsibilities on your shoulders? Your smiling face tells me that you are proud. Your wrinkles tell me that you are in love. Your running figure tells me that you are well aware of the weight on your shoulders. You said: The rejuvenation of the motherland lies in education, and education is in my hands. You said: A hundred years cultivate people. It is a ladder that must play its role. You said: The road to the blueprint is very difficult. I am willing to be the cornerstone and let the road extend. You said: Every student is the only one in the family. I have no choice but to move forward. You said: I Use sweat to wipe the brilliance of the teacher's name. You think, you argue, you are blushing, you learn from it, you summarize, you chase the rising sun, you draw checkmarks, you write comments, you are meticulous, you care, you encourage, you are kind. You look at the sunset as the curtain falls, your eyes are as deep as the dark night sky, you walk, your steps are as vigorous as the flying stars, you meditate, the rivers are not good, the clouds are not moving, everything is silent, you are longing for it, the blue sky in June, the good news is flying, the trees are full of fruits, you are You compete with the morning star to see who gets up earlier. You compete with the night shift workers to see who makes the road wider and who makes the night darker. You resolutely shut your childish calls to the outhouse and let the midnight light illuminate the next day's class. The picture is vivid. You rush between the hospital and the classroom, conquering the quietly emerging family affection with sonorous explanations. You forget your lover's birthday, just to light a student's birthday candle. You use your care to defeat the cold wind of winter, because there is no The heated dormitory sends greetings of spring. You delay checking in just because the final exam is approaching. Your age, which is not old, is prematurely covered with wrinkles. Your cheerful smile is often clouded by unsatisfactory student results. You can't live without your students. You close the door of your home, but you can never turn off your concern for students. The words in your dictionary are becoming more and more monotonous, and your life has lost its brightness. Every time I see your tired back, every time I hear Receiving your endless exhortations, my emotions will overflow like spring water, and I can't stop my sympathy and support. My brothers and sisters, my comrades in the same boat, thank you for your hard work! All I can do is to say goodbye to you. There is still a difficult journey ahead, with bumps, thorns, and difficult climbs. Take care of yourself and walk steadily along the way. This; I know that the flame of dreams has shone red on your shiny forehead countless times (not thinking about tomorrow’s composition lecture and evaluation class, having difficulty falling asleep, not thinking about whether there will be something wrong with the alarm clock at 6 o’clock in the morning, not planning for the next week) Find a few students to talk to and don’t worry about a student in the class whose grades have dropped a place.) As long as you have a dream, let the bed accompany you until 10 o’clock, 12 o’clock, or even any time in the afternoon. As long as the TV series is exciting, just talk to the TV series. The characters share the same joys and sorrows. As long as they are interested, they will work hard to continue Lianliankan to the end. As long as they are invited by friends, they will widen the road and trample the threshold of clothing stores.) Learn to swim, practice Tai Chi, and climb famous mountains. Go to visit the ruins, lie down on a random country road, be intimate with nature and chat with close friends. From sunrise to sunset, go into the heart of a philosopher and pick the honey fruits of wisdom until you sleep and cover your book. Open the door to the flower market, add a pot of prosperous vitality to the bedroom, flip through the recipes, and fill the table with hot novelties for the family. I also know that at this time, a sun will rise from the bottom of your heart and burn like fire. The sun, as silent as the beginning of the universe, as sacred as the cross, pious, firm, rising slowly, rising. Finally, this radiant sun was lifted to an unreachable height and stopped breathing. Now, the world has become quiet, and the wind has hidden behind the sublime.

For the belief in this round of life in our hearts, we come with vigor and vitality, without regrets. For the ideal of this round of life in our hearts, we come with high spirits, through hardships and hardships, for the 55% key rate. In this round of common expectations, we, all the teachers of the second grade of high school, are here, heroic and graceful, hand in hand, with neat steps and firm eyes. We are farmers who sow the seeds. Every ear of harvest will be touched. Brighten our eyes. We are hard-working gardeners. Every bloom will make our smile beautiful. We are the construction workers of the building. Every red wall is poured with our sweat. We are persistent sailors. Every arrival is collective wisdom. We are the crystallization of Pangu who opened the sky. We are the Kuafu who controls the water. We are the Foolish Old Man who moves the mountains. We are the masters of the foreign language school. The myth is born in our hands. Miracles on the other side will be refreshed by us. The captain has given the order to let us. We work together to ride the wind and waves and sail the century ship of the Foreign Language School. In front of us, a red sun rises. About medicine, our brains are occupied by all kinds of formulas and molecules, so we have no beautiful words and elegant words. Our time is occupied by all kinds of So we don’t have courses and experiments full of exquisite accessories, fashionable clothes, and even for the sake of science, we have to put down the timidity in our hearts and treat those kind and gentle animals in cruel and cruel ways... We didn’t want to do this... … We also occasionally get romantic, but find that we can’t find the cells that can produce romance. We also occasionally dress up, only to find that we don’t know how to put on makeup at all. We also want to raise a bunny, and we also want to let a frog live, but These are impossible to achieve... This is the need of the profession and the need of more people in the future. So all the confusion is no longer confusion. There is only one thing to understand: Since we have chosen this path, we must take it seriously. Can't go on. 4. What are the poems about loving school?

No matter how high a person’s status is or how great his achievements are, if he drinks water and remembers his source, he should not forget the efforts that the teacher has spent on his own growth. Teachers are pioneers of the soul; teachers are guides on our growth path; teachers are hard-working gardeners who cultivate our talents; teachers work selflessly for us. The ignorant childlike innocence, with the hard work of the teacher, will sprout spring-like vitality and sprout the ideal wings to soar in the future world. We have no reason not to respect the teacher.

Teachers are not only our intellectual enlighteners, but also our ideological guides and helpful friends in life. Teachers work hard for us and give everything of themselves. They love their students more than their own relatives. Students are everything to a teacher.

In order to give a 40-minute class, the teacher has to look up information and read reference books. It takes more than two or three 40 minutes? Teachers' work has no eight-hour limit. They will do whatever it takes for their students, even if their faces are wrinkled and their hair is gray. The teachers have worried so much for us, how can we not respect them?

The teacher is the engineer of the human soul; the teacher is the gardener who protects the flowers; the teacher is the ferryman. They used their "jelly pulp" to send away batch after batch of seekers of knowledge, making them move in a certain direction, while they themselves left their youth here and there. The only wish of teachers is to be better than others, to let students surpass themselves and to make our nation move forward.

As the old saying goes, "One day is a teacher, and all life is a father." Respecting teachers is the tradition of our ancient civilized country. If a person doesn't even respect his teacher, his future guide, can he still imagine that he will be filial to his parents, love the motherland, and contribute to the construction of the motherland?

In the long history of history, is there any great man at home and abroad who does not treat his teacher as a guest? After she became famous, the famous physicist Marie Curie, who had won two Nobel Prizes, still remembered her primary school teacher and paid tribute to her in public by giving her a bouquet of flowers. Comrade Mao Zedong, the great revolutionary mentor, also had great respect for his teacher Mr. Xu Teli. In his letter to congratulate Mr. Xu on his 60th birthday, he said: "Comrade Xu, you were my husband 20 years ago, and you are still my husband now. My husband, you will definitely be my husband in the future..." If a great man is like this, what's more to say about us?

The teacher's work is not only hard, but also noble. With the hard work of teachers, China can become a world power; with the hard work of teachers, China can maintain the title of an ancient civilized country... Teachers have creative work and should be respected by the whole society.

I hope that all people in the world can honor their parents, respect their teachers, and use this as a basis to face family, society, others, work, etc., then, What we get will be peace in the world and happiness in the world. I love you, my alma mater

I wandered under the green shade of the campus, looking around at all the familiar things. The past events were vivid in my mind, and my nostalgia was uncontrollable. Ah, alma mater! For six years, I have been learning here, laughing here, and every plant and tree here is so kind.

And when I think about being separated from you, how can I not miss you?

Do you remember the gate of the school: six years ago, the teacher led us, a group of childish children, into the campus with warm hands. From then on, we studied and lived here, from a The ignorant children have grown into the vigorous teenagers they are today. It is the teacher's hard work that has nurtured us.

You will never forget the school playground. It is here that the teacher tied a red scarf dyed with the blood of the martyrs around my neck, making me a glorious young pioneer. From then on, I understood that loving the motherland, studying hard, and caring about the collective are the basic principles that all our students should abide by. The teacher’s kind words still echo in my ears.

On the blackboard in the classroom, you tell everyone how the teacher does his best to impart knowledge to us and make us more mature. Whenever we make a new leap in learning, the teacher's satisfied smile is the best praise for us.

This is my teacher and my alma mater. The moment of separation is getting closer and closer, but I feel that our connection is getting closer and closer. No matter how much time passes, primary school life will never be erased from my heart. I would like to express my gratitude here - dear teacher, dear alma mater, our hearts will always be together. 5. Poems and essays about 'Love Family and Love School'

Lyrics and music: Kaifeng, Lu Ji The school anthem of the Anti-Japanese Military and Political University --------- On the bank of the Yellow River in Yan'an, a group of outstanding Chinese people gathered together descendants.

The responsibility for human liberation and national salvation rests entirely with us. Classmates, study hard, be united, tense, serious, and lively, our style. Classmates, work actively, work hard, and sacrifice heroically, our tradition.

Like the water of the Yellow River, surging, driving the Japanese invaders to the east of the country, c marching towards the new society, marching forward, we are the pioneers of laborers who love our family, don’t blame me for still vomiting, I’m not not I would like to say that I am not lonely. Isn’t this home? You should understand that my home is a resting place for you and me. Don’t bring chaos in. My love for you is boiling hot, and real boiling water does not bubble. 6. The poem about loving the school can be read in about three minutes

Campus

Golden Campus

We came with noisy

A young mind

Overflowing with infinite expectations

The fiery campus

Those young faces

Full of harvested knowledge

Looking forward to the new school year

The campus of the four seasons

Colorful year after year

In the blink of an eye

We grow up

It was you

who gave me a good start in life

it was you

who aroused my thirst for knowledge

Today

I want to give you the most beautiful flowers and the sweetest smile

My dearest school

A monument that will always stand in my heart 7. Poems about loving the school

I love you, my alma mater. I wandered under the green shade of the campus, looking around at all the familiar things around me. The past events are still vivid in my mind. Eyes, the nostalgia is hard to suppress.

Ah, my alma mater! For six years, I have been learning here, laughing here, and every tree and plant here is so kind. And when I think about being separated from you, how can I not miss you? Do you remember the gate of the school: six years ago, the teacher led us, a group of childish children, into the campus with warm hands. From then on, we studied and lived here, growing from a naive child to a Today's energetic young people are the result of the teacher's hard work that has nurtured us.

You will never forget the school playground. It is here that the teacher tied a red scarf dyed with the blood of the martyrs around my neck, making me a glorious young pioneer. From then on, I understood that loving the motherland, studying hard, and caring about the collective are the basic principles that all our students should abide by.

The teacher’s kind words still echo in my ears. On the blackboard in the classroom, you tell everyone how the teacher does his best to impart knowledge to us and make us more mature.

Whenever we make a new leap in learning, the teacher’s satisfied smile is the best praise for us. This is my teacher and my alma mater.

The time of separation is getting closer and closer, but I feel that our connection is getting closer and closer. No matter how much time passes, primary school life will never be erased from my heart.

I would like to express my gratitude here - dear teacher, dear alma mater, our hearts will always be together. Excerpt: XIONGZQ168. 8. Famous aphorisms about loving the school

1. Birds fly freely because of their wings, flowers are beautiful because of their fragrance, and the campus will be more advanced because of civilization.

——Yu Minhong "May your youth live up to your dreams" 2. Politeness and civilization are the golden keys to our success.

——Ai Xiansheng's "On Self-Help" 3. Let the atmosphere of civilization permeate every corner of the school.

——Sun Yat-sen's "Sun Literary Theory" 4. Birds fly freely because of their wings, flowers are beautiful because of their fragrance, and campuses will be more advanced because of civilization. ——Golky's "Childhood" 5. School education pays attention to students' sound personality, so students should be active everywhere.

——Cai Yuanpei's "Autobiography of Cai Yuanpei" 6. Let every student walk with his head up in school. ——Suhomlinsky, "The Birth of a Citizen" 7. I like to read books from my alma mater, and even more so, I like to read people from my alma mater.

I am extremely proud of my alma mater, and I want to make my alma mater proud of me. ——Lin Huiyin's "Lotus Lantern" 8. A school without discipline is like a mill without water.

——Comenius's "The Great Teaching" 9. Preserve it, abolish it and promote it, stupidity and wisdom, weak and strong, everything is organized, and all belong to the school. ——Liang Qichao's "The Future of New China" Vernacular translation: What has disappeared must be reappeared, what has been abolished must be reused, what is ignorant must be made wise, and what is weak must be made strong. In short, these must be taught in schools For this. 9. Poems about patriotism and love for school

I am proud that I am Chinese. Among countless blue eyes and brown eyes, I have a pair of jewel-like black eyes. I am proud that I am Chinese. Chinese! Among countless white skins and black skins, I have earth-like yellow skin. I am proud, I am Chinese! I'm Chinese - the Loess Plateau is my chest, the Yellow River water is my boiling blood, the Great Wall is my raised arms, and Mount Tai is the heels I stand on.

I am Chinese - my ancestors were the first to walk out of the forest, and my ancestors were the first to start farming. I am the descendant of the compass and printing, and I am the descendant of pi and seismographs. Among my nation are not only Confucius, Sima Qian, Li Zicheng, and Sun Yat-sen who are immortal in the history, but also Hua Mulan, Lin Daiyu, Sun Wukong, and Lu Zhishen who are immortal in the history of literature.

I am Chinese - in my land there are not only the Changbai Snow Mountain and the Huangshan Pine that cannot be knocked down by thunder and lightning, but also the Jinggang tradition and the Yan'an spirit that are immortal! I'm Chinese - my rough voice like the Yellow River not only sounds in the United Nations building, loudly expressing opinions about China, but also wants to shout "China scores" loudly in the Olympic stadium. When the applause lifts the five-star red flag into the blue sky, I am proud, I am Chinese! I am Chinese - my arms as huge as the Great Wall not only drill oil drill pipes into the center of the earth where foreigners predict that oil cannot be drilled; they also send communication satellites to the white clouds that our ancestors have never visited in their dreams; When the five continents listen to the East, I am proud, I am Chinese! I am Chinese, and I am the successor of the Mogao Grottoes murals. Let the graceful murals fly with us.

I am Feitian, Feitian is us. I am proud that I am Chinese.