1. Poems about classroom teaching

Poems about classroom teaching 1. Poems describing the classroom

1. "Miscellaneous Poems (1)" Tao Yuanming

The prime years will never come again, and the morning will never come again.

Be encouraged in time, time waits for no one.

2. "Long Song Xing" Han Yuefu

In the green garden, sunflowers bloom, and the morning dew awaits the setting sun.

When spring comes, all things will shine.

I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the leaves of the yellow flowers will wither.

Hundreds of rivers flow from the east to the sea. When will they return to the west?

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

3. "Encouraging Learning" by Yan Zhenqing

The lights are on at three o'clock and the chickens are on at five o'clock, which is when men are studying.

Black-haired people don’t know how to study diligently early, and white-haired people regret studying late.

4. "Reading on a Winter Night to Show Ziyu" by Lu You

The ancients spared no effort in learning, and it was only when they were young that they were able to achieve success.

I only know that this matter needs to be carried out in detail.

5. "Article" by Lu You

Articles are made by nature, but can be obtained by chance.

If it is completely flawless, why does it need human intervention?

Look at the ancient Yi utensils, they are ingenious and clumsy.

The Han Dynasty has recently preceded the Qin Dynasty, and it is already extremely pure.

What is the Hu tribe doing? The strong bamboos are mixed with mourning threads.

If Hou Kui no longer works, who will be there for thousands of years?

6. "Reading Songs for Four Seasons" by Xiong Boyi in the Republic of China

Reading in spring brings long interest, grinding the inkstone, and the fragrance of flowers in the pen. Don't be lazy when studying. The world, the sun and the moon are busier than people. Every inch of yang and yin must be cherished,

Don’t let the spring beauty and time go to waste.

7. "Eleven Poems on Autumn Embrace" by Han Yu

There is nothing going on in the school day and night, and the horses are driven as desired. There is no way out, so I want to talk to myself.

8. Huang Tingjian, "Sending Master Chang to Return to Chengdu"

There is a Taoist in Zhao Xuetang, the roar of dragons and the roar of tigers follow the wind and clouds.

The Yuhua Sutra mat is as cold as iron, and one silk thread turns twelve times in a day.

In the deserted courtyard of Baosheng Penghao, the three eyes of Xiluo are buried.

The first is Jiangnan Wuwei Zen, and I also go to find Mo Danban.

9. "Zaihe Answers It" by Huang Tingjian

Lin Junwei is a Fujianese and Englishman, and they have become entangled in several encounters.

The neighbors take the sticks and quinoa, and they are tired of eating.

He spends a lot of time studying and discusses things very carefully.

Stand up as a gentleman and be brave as if your anger has not been vented.

Living in a sojourner's nest in the poor years, fate is not a clumsy one.

Wang Liang drove eight horses, and Fang drove 10% off.

It is raining outside the school, and the stonework is covered with moss.

10. "Twenty Rhymes to Repay Zhengzhou Quanshe Renjian" Liu Yuxi

Zhuhu opens in the early morning, and the blue sky contains the early coolness. People arrive from Jueying, and books arrive at Qijubang.

It’s because of the good sentences and the deep feelings that I took out the fragments. The pleasant words and laughter are more pleasant to the ear than the reed.

Reminiscing about the past, there were three roads and many neighbors. The sapphire case in the school, the colorful clothes and the purple pouch.

11. "Qin Yuan Chun" Liu Kezhuang

You Lu Shen Gong, studied under Fu Qiu Bo, still can teach in the village school. Casting old tears, I looked across the mountain to the purple green mountains and the mausoleum trees to green.

12. "Que Ti" by Liu Yanxu

The road ends with white clouds, and the spring and green streams grow.

From time to time, fallen flowers arrive, and the fragrance is carried by the flowing water from afar.

Xianmen faces the mountain road, and is in the deep willow reading hall.

Every day, the bright light shines on your clothes.

13. "Shigu Academy" Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty

The ancient raft floats in Cangzhu, and the new bamboo locks Biluo.

We want Jinshan to be independent and huge valleys and rivers to be in the same wave.

Zudou is so solemn and solemn, and there are many grand events in clothes and clothes.

The earth spirit Zhong Junjie would rather be a coward.

14. "Stone Drum Moves the Academy Nostalgic for the Past" by Liu Zhengxin, Qing Dynasty

The lush and green protective layer is shaded, and the fairy cave and dangerous buildings are half out of the forest.

Thousands of households are surrounded by mist at dawn, and the flowing water of two rivers hugs Gu Cen.

The king of Xia did not cut the traces of gold and mud, and the prime minister of Shu firmly relied on the jade base.

Who is the one who can shake off the thousands of hectares of waves? When you look into the vastness, you can still see the past and the present.

15. "A Boat Passes by the Shigu Academy at Night" by Li Wen, Qing Dynasty

The stone drum is as clear as a mirror, and the ripples of pavilions and terraces are painted on the east side of the bridge.

A group of mountain shadows on the riverside are green, and a few lights are red in the trees.

The wine-selling boat weathered the rain, and the sound of reading sent the breeze across the building.

In the solitary canopy at sunset in the horizon, Gao Yongfan lifts up the night dragon.

2. Poems about teaching

Spring is still there after the silk is gone

The meaning becomes thicker when the candle turns into a candle

Planting peaches and plums on the board

China is full of fruits

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Wind and rain moisten the peaches and plums

Black and white painting of spring and autumn

Who knew there was snow on the temples

The sun and the moon are fading into nothing

1. The picture of long history

Looking for talents and pillars,

The sky, the land and the sea.

I have been busy traveling here and there for half my life,

Now I am sailing again,

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

2. Teacher Kuang Huanxue

Morality Gao Hongru was knowledgeable,

looked up to heroes.

The right time, place and people were favorable.

He used his pen like a devil.

It made people admire him. Wow.

3. Wang Benzheng

Dare to speak, dare to act,

No complaints, no regrets, no regrets.

Raging storms and thunders ,

Exhale and raise eyebrows,

Who else in the world would be better than me?

4. Huilan Pavilion

For the country, the home and the people,

Weathered by wind, sun, rain.

Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds ,

The sun, moon and stars,

accompany a lifetime of pursuit.

5. Guan Zhongtu

He is an upright man,

Work openly and honestly.

Gather heroes from all over the world,

Masters are famous,

The world is open to me.

6. Yixian Picture

With the world in mind,

Looking at the infinite future.

Showcasing unparalleled talents,

Returning to Yaotai,

Heaven and earth were horrified by it.

The green field hall opened to occupy Wuhua,

Passers-by gave instructions to Ling Gong’s family.

Ling Gong’s peaches and plums filled the world,

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The place in front of He Yong Hall is like a dream Yaotai, knowing that the beautiful girl is coming.

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

Laughing at my leisure, I miss you. Fu Qi Sorrow.

Flowing wine and red leaves, poetry and wine.

More flowers.

Pictures of Yixian

With a mind that is thousands of miles away from the world ,

Look to the infinite future.

Show off your unparalleled talents,

Return to Yaotai,

The world is horrified.

Huilan Pavilion

For the country, the home and the people,

Weathered by wind, sun and rain.

Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds,

The sun, moon and stars,

Accompany you in your lifelong pursuit

Master Silkworm

Teach your children and teach your daughters,

Work hard for half a lifetime.

A head full of white hair,

Sweet milk for life.

Spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before tears dry up. (Li Shangyin's "Untitled") Tao Li Speechless, the next thing will make its own way (idiom) The world is full of peaches and plums

3. What are the poems that describe the classroom

1. The prime years will not come back again, and it will be difficult to morning again. Be encouraged in time, time waits for no one.

(Tao Yuanming)

Translation: Once youth has passed, it is impossible to come back again, and you will never see the second sunrise in a day. You should encourage yourself when you are young and strong. Time passes by and does not wait for others.

2. The lights are on at three and the chickens are on at five, which is when men are studying. Black-haired people don't know how to study diligently early, and white-haired people regret studying late. (Yan Zhenqing)

Translation: From midnight every day to when the rooster crows, it is the best time for boys to study. When I was young, I only knew how to play and didn't know how to study hard. When I get older, I regret why I didn't know how to study hard when I was young.

3. It’s spring without realizing it when you are reading. Every inch of time is worth an inch of gold. Wang Zhenbai's "Two Poems from Bailu Cave·Part 1"

Translation: Concentrate on reading, and before you know it, spring is over, and every inch of time is as precious as an inch of gold.

4. What you have learned on paper will eventually make you realize it, but you will definitely know that this matter must be carried out. Lu You's "Winter Night Reading Shows Ziyu"

Translation: After all, the knowledge obtained from books is relatively superficial. To understand things thoroughly, one must practice it personally.

5. Black-haired people don’t know how to study diligently early, and white-haired people regret studying late. Yan Zhenqing's "Poem to Encourage Learning"

Translation: When my hair was still black, I didn't know how to study diligently earlier. When my hair turns gray, I regret not studying at the beginning. But now it's too late to study.

6. The lights are on at three and the chicken is on at five, which is when men are studying. Yan Zhenqing's "Poem to Encourage Learning"

Translation: Every day from midnight to when the rooster crows, it is the best time for boys to study.

7. Xiong Boyi's "Reading Song for Four Seasons" in the Republic of China

Reading in spring brings long interest, grinding the inkstone, and the fragrance of flowers in the pen. Don't be lazy when studying. The world, the sun and the moon are busier than people. Every inch of yang and yin must be cherished, and don’t let the spring beauty and time pass you by.

Reading in the summer, the day is getting longer, I open the book and feel happy. The fields are cultivated hard and the mulberry trees are beautiful, and the sound of hard reading under the lamp is loud. The scenery beside the lotus pond is beautiful, and the climate is cool under the banana trees. There are few idle people in rural areas in April, so study hard and work hard to make a name for yourself.

Reading in autumn, the jade dew is cool, doing scientific research and learning articles. The bells in the morning and the drums in the evening urge people to hurry, and the swallows and geese come to hurry me up. Don't spend a moment of gold in vain, the boss will hurt himself if you don't make it in vain.

Reading in the winter and busy in the new year, reading the classics and thinking carefully. You should read diligently around the stove to the fire, and don't wander around in the snow looking for plum blossoms. The husband wants to fulfill his life's ambition, but he has been in trouble for a long time.

4. Poems describing teaching

Like discussing, like studying, like grinding------lt; amp; lt; The Book of Songs. Wei Feng. Qi Ao gt; gt;

2. To learn is not to explore the flowers, but to dig up the roots yourself ------ Du Mu of Tang Dynasty lt; >

3. Ten years of sharpening a sword ------ Tang Jia Dao -- Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty lt; amp; lt; Zhuge Wuhou gt; gt;

5. A young man works hard all his life, and should not waste time and effort ------ Du Xunhe of the Tang Dynasty

6. The ancients left no stone unturned in their knowledge, and it was only when they were young that they were able to work hard until they were old. ------ Lu You of the Song Dynasty lt; amp; lt; Reading on a winter night showed Zi Yu gt; gt;

7. Therefore Read the book a hundred times without getting tired of it, and you will know yourself after reading it carefully------Su Shi of the Song Dynasty In this way, there is a source of living water------Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty has a feeling after reading the book gt;gt;

9. When hundreds of rivers reach the sea in the east, when will they return to the west? If a young man does not work hard, he will be sad when he is an old man------Han Yuefu Folk Songlt; ---- Jin. Fu Xuan ----Jin. Tao Yuanminglt; ;lt;Encouragement to studygt;gt;

13. Don’t wait, the young man’s head will turn gray, and he will be filled with sorrow------Song Dynasty Yue Feilt;amp;lt;Manjianghonggt;gt;

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14. Being alone in everything is valuable, and all dynasties are not without talent------Tang Chen Zi'anglt;amp;lt;Guo Huaigt;gt;

15. Gold is not enough Color, the white jade has slight flaws. Asking for help but not for preparation, I am originally from Laojun's house------Song Dynasty. . The pillars of Nanshan are becoming increasingly scarce, who cares about raising them? ------ Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty The material has to wait for seven years------Tang Bai Juyilt; --Song Dynasty. Huang Tingjianlt;amp;lt;Guopingyu was pregnant with Li Zi in Bingzhougt;gt;

Famous aphorisms

5. Poems about teachers

Verses praising the teacher:

1. The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet"

2. Shaoluo knows Song Yubei well, and he is also my teacher in elegance and elegance. ——Du Fu's "Five Poems on Ancient Relics·Part 2"

3. The northern captives destroyed the pavilion barrier and heard about the Qianli Division. ——Du Mu's "Books in the Snow"

4. Even if you are not a bear, you should respect the teacher who is the emperor. ——Liu Ji's "Picture of Taigong Fishing in the Wei River"

5. There are so many peaches and plums in the world, why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall. —— Bai Juyi's "Fenghe Linggong Plants Flowers in the Green Wild Hall"

Quotations praising teachers:

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

2. Educators’ attention and love will leave an indelible impression on students’ minds. ——Sukhomlinsky

3. Regardless of hard work, peaches will lose their essence when ripe, and plums 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.

4. Show your personality charm in every word and deed, embody the style of a teacher in every move, embody the sincere teachings in every word, and selflessly dedicate your youth every minute.

5. On the podium, the chalk dyes the hair white; at the desk, the responsibility is on the shoulders; watering the flowers to cultivate peaches and plums, the peaches and plums are all over the world; racking the brains and pouring the hard work, the students are greener than blue; like candles and spring silkworms, Give sincerely.

6. What are the poems describing "teaching"

"Chen Wannian teaches his children"

Han Dynasty: written by Ban Gu

Chen Wannian was in the imperial court An important minister, feeling ill, summoned his son Xian to teach him under the bed. At the third watch of the night, I fell asleep with my head touching the screen. Wan Nian was furious and wanted to use the stick, saying: "I am warning you, but you fall asleep instead and don't listen to me. What's the matter?" But no more words.

"Chen Jian on Raising Children"

Song Dynasty: Written by Zhu Xi and Li Youwu

In the Song Dynasty, Chen Jian said that there were bad horses in the family that were violent, uncontrollable, and had injured hooves. There are so many people. One day, when the admonishment went into the stable, the horse was not seen, so he asked the servant: "Why is the horse missing?" The servant said that it was the merchant of Chen Yao. Yao Zi was the son of Chen Jianyi. He suddenly summoned his son to advise him, saying: "You are a noble minister, but you cannot control the left and right of your family. How can Jia people store it? This is to blame others!" He ordered people to chase Jia people and get their horses, and pay for their innocence. Keep a servant until you grow old. People at that time said that Chen Jianyi had the style of ancient benevolence.

"Study of Yi"

Pre-Qin: Anonymous

Yi Qiu is a person who is good at chess throughout the country. He asked Yi Qiu to teach two people to play chess. One of them concentrated on the game, but Yi Qiu listened. Although the other listened, he thought that a swan was coming, and he wanted to help him and shot it with his bow. Even though I have learned from him, I am not as good as him. Why is he so wise? Said: Not so.

"The Study of Weeping in Bingyuan"

Ming Dynasty: Praise

When a young boy from Bingyuan was several years old, he passed by the bookstore and wept. The teacher said: "Why do you cry, boy?" The original saying is: "The orphan is easy to be hurt, and the poor is easy to be affected. Those who write books have relatives when they are scholars. One is to hope that they are not alone, and the other is to envy them to learn. The center I am sad, so I cry." The teacher said sadly: "I want to write a book!" The original saying is: "I have no money." The teacher said: "The boy is ambitious, I will teach you, and I don't ask for money." So he wrote. . During the winter, I recited "The Classic of Filial Piety" and "The Analects of Confucius".

The following is the brief introduction of some authors:

Zhu Xi (lunar calendar 1130.9.15-1200.4.23), also known as Yuanhui, also known as Zhonghui, also known as Hui'an, later known as Hui Weng. Posthumous title Wen, known as Zhu Wengong in the world. His ancestral home is Wuyuan County, Huizhou Prefecture, Jiangnan East Road (now Wuyuan, Jiangxi Province), and he was born in Youxi, Nanjian Prefecture (now Youxi County, Fujian Province). A famous Neo-Confucian, thinker, philosopher, educator, and poet in the Song Dynasty, a representative of the Fujian School, and the master of Confucianism, the World Honored One called him Zhu Zi. Zhu Xi was the only one who was not a direct disciple of Confucius and was worshiped in the Confucius Temple. He was among the twelve philosophers in the Dacheng Hall. Zhu Xi was a student of Li Tong, Cheng Hao and Cheng Yi's third disciple. He served as the prefect of Nankang in Jiangxi, Zhangzhou in Fujian, and governor of eastern Zhejiang. He was an upright and promising official and promoted the construction of academies. He served as a minister and lecturer of Huanzhang Pavilion and gave lectures to Emperor Ningzong of the Song Dynasty.

Zhu Xi wrote many works, including "Collected Commentary on Chapters and Sentences of the Four Books", "Explanation of Tai Chi Pictures", "Explanation of Tongshu", "Book of Changes" and "Collected Commentary on Chu Ci". Later generations compiled "The Complete Works of Zhu Zi" and "Collected Sayings of Zhu Zi". "Xiang" etc. Among them, "Collected Commentary on Chapters and Sentences of the Four Books" became the imperial textbook and the standard for imperial examinations.

Ban Gu (32-92), courtesy name Meng Jian, was born in Anling, Fufeng (now northeast of Xianyang, Shaanxi Province). He was a famous historian and writer in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Ban Gu was born in a Confucian family. His father Ban Biao and uncle Ban Si were both famous scholars at that time. Under the influence of his father and ancestors, Ban Gu was able to write poetry and recite poems at the age of nine. He entered Taixue at the age of sixteen, read a lot of books, and was proficient in Confucian classics and history. In the 30th year of Jianwu (54 years), Ban Biao passed away. Ban Gu moved back to his hometown from the capital and began to write the "Book of Han" based on Ban Biao's "Historical Records", which lasted more than 20 years. Basically completed.

In the first year of Emperor Yongyuan of the Han Dynasty (89 years), General Dou Xian led his army to the Northern Expedition to the Xiongnu. Ban Gu accompanied the army on the expedition and served as the Central Guard and General of the Army. "Yanran Mountain Inscription". Later Dou Xian was killed for taking advantage of his power, and Ban Gu was implicated and died in prison at the age of sixty-one.

Ban Gu wrote quite a lot throughout his life. As a historian, "Hanshu" is another important history book in ancient China after "Historical Records" and one of the "First Four Histories"; as a writer of poetry and poetry, Ban Gu is one of the "Four Masters of Han Fu", including "Liangdu Fu" He created the example of Kyoto Fu and was included in the first chapter of "Selected Works"; at the same time, Ban Gu was also a theorist of Confucian classics. He edited and compiled "White Tiger Tongyi", which gathered the great achievements of Confucian classics at that time and theorized and codified the theology of Chenwei.

7. Poems about teachers

The most glorious profession under the sun, the engineer of the human soul; a three-foot podium, a three-inch tongue, a three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums and ten years of trees , ten years of wind, ten years of rain, a hundred thousand beams of spring silkworms will be exhausted when they die, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before tears will dry up. There must be my teacher, just like a candle, burning himself and illuminating others.

We are the flowers of our motherland, and teachers are hard-working gardeners. The teacher is like a long bridge leading to the coast of knowledge.

The teacher is like a candle, burning himself and illuminating us. The teacher is like a big tree, protecting us from wind and rain.

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! Ah, because of you, the garden is so beautiful and the earth is 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! 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! Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then the students are the sand in the clam; you use love to lick it, grind it, soak it, wash it... Over the years, the sand becomes pearls, shining brightly. 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. 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 serious 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 pure in the world! If we are a ship, the teacher is the sail, leading us forward in the ocean of knowledge; if we are going to embark on a journey, the teacher is like the candle we hold, illuminating our bumpy road in learning.

You allow us to open the windows of our souls, you give us spiritual support, you send us on the path of learning, and you give us endless encouragement. Teacher, we will always remember you.

Teacher, you are a cultivator of beauty 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! 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 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 the severed mountains for us, allowing us to reach the peak of harvest; you are the ivy, tough and slender, guiding us to pick the 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 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 kindling that ignites the fire of students’ hearts; teachers are stone steps, which bear students’ steady 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 serious 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 illuminate 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.