Poems and famous sayings about cherishing talents are as follows:
1. Regardless of the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied. After harvesting the flowers and turning them into honey, for whom does it work hard and for whom does it taste sweet?
2. I have been cultivating the teachings for forty years, weathering the wind and rain. He once had great ambitions to live in the mortal world, but now he is neglected and ignored.
3. Once a teacher, always a father. ——Guan Hanqing
4. A three-foot podium, 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, one hundred thousand beams.
5. Four spring breezes bring preparations, and several autumn rains wash away the gaps.
6. When I am sad, you enlighten me; when I am frustrated, you encourage me: you are my mentor. Today coincides with Teacher's Day. I send a text message to wish you a happy life. You are like my teacher. I wish you good health.
7. The green field hall is open and takes up the essence of all things. Passers-by say that it is your grandpa’s home. His students are all over the world, so there is no need to plant flowers in front of the house.
8. 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. ——"Rewarding the Teacher" by Liu Shang of the Tang Dynasty
9. Whether on the plain or on the top of the mountain, the beautiful spring scenery is occupied by bees.
10. Obscurity: Not famous, no one knows.
11. Good friendship will always remain in my soul and dreams, and deep kindness will always be in my heart.
12. The jade pot contains the heart of ice - Bing Xin's "Heart of Ice"
13. When he was ill, he sent the young master to Qingliang Mountain to pay homage to the great sage.
14. After collecting flowers and turning them into honey, you don’t know for whom it is hard and for whom it is sweet?
15. The spring silkworm spins its cocoon and spins out the silk only when it dies. The candle cannot drip dry until the tear-like wax oil burns out and turns to ashes.