1, silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drip the wick dry every night. -Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.

2. "Decline": I am well aware of Song Yu's bitterness, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. -Du Fu's "The Second of Five Records of Places of Interest"

3, North Lu bad pavilion barrier, Wentun division. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow

4, I should be Zhao Xiong, as the teacher of the emperor. -Liu Ji's "Title Taigong Fishing Guard Map"

5, your husband is full of peaches and plums, why not plant flowers in front of the hall. -Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall of Gong Ling in Fenghe"

Praise the teacher's famous saying:

1. Teachers are engineers of the human soul. -Stalin

2. Educators' care and love will leave an indelible impression on students' minds. -Suhomlinski

3. No matter whether Qin Xin is cold or not, peaches are ripe and flow, while plums are ripe and incomplete. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people. The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.

4. Show personality charm in every word and deed, show teacher's kindness in every move, include inculcation in every word, and make selfless dedication to your youth every minute.

5, on the podium, chalk dyed white hair; At the desk, responsibility presses two shoulders; Watering flowers and cultivating peaches and plums, all over the world; Rack one's brains and sprinkle hard work, student shine on you; Candles like silkworms, sincere dedication.

2. Praise the teacher's poem. In spring, the silkworms will weave until they die, and the candles will dry the wick every night.

Bow your head a thousand fingers, bow your head is a Confucian cow.

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.

Teachers, so preach, teach, and solve doubts.

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

A sentence praising the teacher

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

2. We move from naivety to maturity, from ignorance to politeness. We are your dear teachers, and you have lit up my way forward with the torch of life!

Your love is as warm as sunshine, as warm as spring breeze and as sweet as clear water. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.

Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you!

3. Describe the teacher's famous poems 1. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.

2. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. You have propped up the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Your lecture is 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 have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can 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 the beautiful sunshine, moisten the beautiful rain and dew, make our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart! You are more like a nameless root, let the young trees grow sturdily, let the branches bear rich fruits, but ask for nothing in return.

You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn 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 you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water. Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener.

My teacher, this is your art of education. Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people.

The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile. 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 class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines.

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

And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher. Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step.

You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it 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, and as turbulent as a rushing river ... Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag in her life, and the silver silk 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 a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship.

Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world. The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for 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 blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you! The golden wind sends laughter, and the sweet-scented osmanthus floats. Today's teacher's holiday is coming again.

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 all over the world.

Teachers are the noblest career in the world. The teacher gave us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine.

The teacher guided us to the path of 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 of knowledge.

Gentle spring rain is the teacher's love for us. The teacher's words and deeds are like 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 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, never forgetting the gardener's cultivation.

Yes, teacher's enthusiasm is like the sun, teacher's teaching is like spring rain, teacher's elegant demeanor is like green leaves, teacher's career is like a tree, our teacher is a tribute to the soul of a good teacher-dedicated to Teacher's Day-you have worked hard on campus. You have planted your heart, looking forward to it year after year, watching 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 faithfully guard this garden, just like watching your sunshine shine on your face. This is a bright hope. The fire of faith burns ignorance and ignorance on campus.

Time has proved that your practice 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.

4. Who knows the beautiful poems about teachers? 1. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

2. Although the obsession with night walking is still awkward, the lights in the secluded forest warm people.

3. The spring breeze turns to rain to moisten the new buds, only wishing the pear garden is full of peach blossoms.

4. A craftsman who holds up the bridge of hope and sculpts the soul.

Four degrees of spring breeze, several times of autumn rain washed away the gap.

Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon, and chalk writes the spring and autumn without words.

6. Spring silk is not old, and autumn candle tears are thicker.

Peach and plum are sown in three thousand gardens in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits.

7. People who are moved by words are not deeply impressed; Move people to the walkers. They should be quick.

8. sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently.

5. Poems and famous sentences about teachers sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.

Bing Xin Yu Hu and the Soul of the Master of Calligraphy Creation

Enthusiasm is like a father's words, love is like a friend.

A few lines of light words will accompany you for a lifetime.

I hope that the latecomers can successfully report to the master.

Four degrees of spring breeze,

Several autumn rains washed away the gap.

Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon,

Chalk has no words to write spring and autumn.

Spring blossoms,

Candle tears turn to ashes, and autumn is stronger.

Spring sowing peaches and plums in 3,000 gardens,

Qiu Lai, China is rich in fruits.

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

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

6. Describe the teacher's poem in 3-4 words. The silkworm will weave until it dies in spring, and the candle will cry the wick away every night. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. -Gong Zizhen's "Yi Hai Miscellaneous Work"

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

Once a teacher, always a father. -Guan Hanqing

Learning is more important than respecting teachers. -Tan Sitong

Three-foot platform, three-inch tongue, three-inch pen and three thousand peaches and plums. Ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain and a hundred thousand columns.

Be a model and a teacher.

The higher you climb, the harder you drill. -The Analects of Confucius

Those who drink its stream will cherish its source, and when they learn, they will miss my teacher.

The crane sends silver silk to reflect the sun and the moon, and its efforts are full of new flowers.

Ancient scholars must have been strict with teachers before respecting them. —— Ouyang Xiu

There is no ancient holy king who doesn't respect teachers. lv buwei

Learning is not as good as learning. Yang Xiong