Poems about teachers' devotion to teaching 1. Poems about teachers
The most glorious profession in the sun, the engineer of human soul; 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 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, so 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. 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, praising the vastness and profundity of the sea. And dedicate it to you-my teacher with broad mind and profound knowledge.
Teachers are kindling, which ignites the fire of students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, bearing the students' steady upward climb step by step. 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. 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 silkworm has never said anything boastful 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 praise 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. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.
The value of fireflies is that they shine on others with that lamp hanging at the back end. 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.
2. Poems related to teachers
1 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 pillars
2 and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die and and every night the candles will weep their wicks away
3 Teachers are our living parents! My parents raised us and our teacher educated us!
4 The teacher is a red candle, lighting himself to illuminate others; Teachers are spring silkworms, who spit out their last silk thread.
5 Teachers are mothers, the greatest mothers except the earth.
6 Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.
7 Teachers are teachers for life.
8 Teachers are engineers of human souls-Stalin
9 The most brilliant professional engineers of human souls under the sun.
There must be a teacher
3. A famous sentence about concentrating on learning
A soul without wisdom is a dead soul. If it is enriched with knowledge, it can regain its vitality, just like rain watering a barren land.
-A. Faiss Bahani
Many people are smart enough, full of knowledge, but also full of vanity. In order to make short-sighted laymen appreciate them as talented people, they are simply shameless. For them, nothing in the world is sacred.
-Goethe
You should know that learning is difficult, and you should be diligent.
-Chen Yi
There is no art more difficult than life, because there are teachers everywhere in other arts or knowledge.
---------Seneca
The society reveres celebrities, so they think that celebrities' words are famous sayings, but forget what kind of learning and career he got his name from.
------ Lu Xun
The topic is not to teach him all kinds of learning, but to cultivate his interest in learning, and when this interest fully grows, teach him to study learning.
-Rousseau
No one will become a wise man by learning. Learning may come from hard work, but wit and wisdom are lazy to be gifted
-john selden
4. What are the poems describing "teachers work hard to educate"
and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away.
—— Untitled time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted translated by Li Shangyin of Tang Dynasty: Spring silkworms don't spit out their silk until they cocoon to death, and wax oil like tears can only drip dry when candles are burnt to ashes. I resign and go home, like falling flowers from the branches, but it is not a ruthless thing, into the spring soil, can also play the role of nurturing the next generation.
—— Qing Gong Zizhen's translation of Ji Hai Za Shi (Part V): The fallen flowers are still sentimental, and they turn into spring mud to cultivate new flowers. New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches.
—— Translation of Hsinchu by Zheng Xie in Qing Dynasty: The new bamboo is taller than the old one, and the growth of other branches depends entirely on the old branches. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
—— Tang Du Fu's translation of Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night: With the gentle breeze, quietly enter the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.
Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant more flowers in front of the hall? -Tang Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in Fenghe Linggong Lvyetang" Translation: Pei Linggong's peach and plum students are all over the world, where is it necessary to plant flowers in front of the house? "Decay and decline": deep knowledge have I of Sung Yu's grief, romantic and refined, he too is my teacher.
—— Translation of Five Poems about Historical Monuments by Du Fu in Tang Dynasty: You can know why Song Yu is sad about autumn by silently reciting the falling vegetation; He is knowledgeable and brilliant in words. He is my teacher. I should be a non-Xiong Zhao, and I should be respected as the emperor's teacher.
—— Ming Liuji's translation of "Titing Tai Gong Fishing for Wei Tu": It happened to coincide with the dream of Wen Wang Fei Xiong, and he was called the master of the emperor. North Lu bad pavilion barrier, Wen Tun thousands of miles division.
—— Du Mu's translation of Book in the Snow: Captives from the north surrounded the pavilion barrier, and I heard that the master was thousands of miles away. White bastard in the East Palace, Zen master in the South Temple.
-Bai Juyi's translation of "The Far Teacher": Bai Juyi, who lives in the East Palace, asked his master in Southern Zen. Listen to your music of the piano suddenly rose, shaking people to take a seat is low.
-Tang Hanyu's "Listening to the Clever Piano" translation: After listening to your piano sound, it is soft and hard, which makes people sit up and make people feel low.
5. Some poems, lyrics or famous sayings about teachers
Poems praising teachers: sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
—— (Tang) Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night by Du Fu, and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away. -(Tang) Li Shangyin's "Untitled" is not a heartless thing, but turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
—— (Qing) Gong Zizhen's "Yi Hai Za Shi" praised the teacher's famous saying: Teachers are engineers of human souls. -Stalin's height is high, and his drill is strong.
-"The Analects of Confucius Zi Han" and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away-Li Shangyin's new bamboo is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by the old cadres. Next year, there will be new students, and 1 thousand dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi.
-[Qing] Zheng Xie No matter how proud a person has achieved, he should drink water and think of his source, and remember that his teacher sowed the first seeds for his growth. -Madame Curie Teachers are not only disseminators of knowledge, but also models.
-[America] Bruner is upright and walks without orders; His body is not straight, although he does not obey. Confucius illuminates the road for others, and he must shine. This is the greatest happiness of human beings.
-[former Soviet Union] dzerzhinsky paid more attention to learning than respecting teachers. -Tan Sitong Ancient scholars must be strict with their teachers, and then respect them.
—— Ouyang Xiu, the holy king of ancient times, never disrespected his teacher. -Lv Buwei is a teacher for a day and a father for life.
-Guan hanqing is not as good as seeking a teacher. -Yang Xiong saint impermanence division.
-Han Yu is easy to meet as a teacher, but difficult to meet as a teacher. -Sima Guang is not a teacher in the world, so he benefits from it.
—— Liu Zongyuan's scholars must seek teachers, and it is indispensable to learn from them. -Cheng Yi's learning is expensive, but it is also expensive to get friends.
-Tang Zhen was a teacher, so he preached, taught and dispelled doubts. -Tang Hanyu's "Teacher's Talk" The most brilliant professional teacher in the sun is like a candle, burning itself and illuminating others with a three-foot platform, a three-inch tongue, a three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums, ten years of wind and rain, and a hundred thousand pillars. Being a model teacher is our living parents! My parents raised us and our teacher educated us! Your work is today, but it is building the tomorrow of the motherland; Your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.
Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will be gray one day, but your youth will last forever. On our way from naivety to maturity and from ignorance to civilization, you use the torch of life to clear the way for us.
The spring breeze of teachers touches my heart every day. A good teacher is better than thousands of books. Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened many confusions, nurtured many self-confidences, ignited many youths and destroyed many sails.
The silver hair of the crane reflects the sun and the moon, and the blood of the heart is full of new flowers. A piece of words is given by my teacher.
gardener, lofty title, I wish you peaches and plums all over the world, and spring glow all over the world. Rivers push us to the vast sea, and the dawn brings us a bright morning; Dear teacher, you have led us to a magnificent life.
Teacher, people say that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland, rather than saying that you are the pillars of the motherland, and it is you who support the backbone of our generation. Teachers are cultivators and sowers of beauty.
it is you who shine with beautiful sunshine and moisten with beautiful rain and dew that make our hearts green and full of flowers. 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. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.
Teacher, the light of wisdom that emanates from us will always shine with the spark that you personally lit. Hard-working gardeners are disgusted with the growth of the next generation.
Dear teacher, we will always miss you. I worship great men and celebrities, but I am more eager to dedicate my respect and praise to an ordinary person-my teacher, you.
In my mind, you are the strictest father and the kindest mother. You are an unsung hero and a famous teacher in teaching. Your voice and smile always flash in front of my eyes; You are a character and personality, which will always be treasured in the depths of my memory.
Ah, teacher-the engineer of human soul, only this glorious name has the connotation as rich as the sea and profound as the blue sky! Teacher, this dazzling name, will be like a brilliant star, hanging high in our chest forever. On the journey of life, you have enriched my mind, developed my intelligence and ignited the light of hope for me.
thank you, teacher! Spring rain, dyed the world green, but disappeared silently in the soil. Teacher, you are the spring rain that moistens our hearts, and we will always thank you.
Teacher, you are the ocean, I am the shell, and you gave me colorful colors ... How can I thank you! Stepping through every corner of my heart and every inch of my heart is full of respect for you. 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, open the window and see, this all loves.