1. Mongolian poems about teachers

Mongolian poems about teachers 1. Poems about teachers

Poems praising teachers: Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die. , the wax torch turned into ashes and the tears began to dry.

——(Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin's "Untitled" Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers. ——(Qing Dynasty) Gong Zizhen's "Yi Hai Miscellaneous Poems" praises teachers: Teachers are engineers of the human soul.

——Stalin’s admiration makes him taller and his drill makes him stronger. ——"The Analects of Confucius·Zihan" The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes and tears will not dry up. ——Li Shangyin's new bamboo branches are higher than the old bamboo branches, all relying on the support of old stems.

Next year there will be another new generation, and one hundred thousand dragons and grandsons will surround the Phoenix Pond. ――〖Qing〗Zheng Xie No matter how proud a person is of his achievements, he should drink water and remember his source. He should remember that his teachers sowed the first seeds for his growth.

--Teacher Marie Curie is not only a disseminator of knowledge, but also a model. ——[USA] Bruner: If he is upright, he will not do what he is told; if he is not upright, he will not do what he is told.

——Confucius drew a bright path for others, and he must shine his own light—this is the greatest happiness of human beings. ——[Former Soviet Union] Dzerzhinsky: The most important thing to learn is to respect your teacher.

——Tan Sitong The ancient scholars must be strict with their teachers, and the teachers will be strict and then they will be respected. ——Ouyang Xiugu, the holy king, there is no one who does not respect his teacher.

——Lu Buwei is a teacher for one day and a father for life. ——Guan Hanqing is better off studying than seeking a teacher.

——Yang Xiong, the master of sage impermanence. ——Han Yu It is easy to meet a Confucian teacher, but it is difficult to meet a human teacher.

——Sima Guang did not follow the example of the whole world, so the way is far away. ——Liu Zongyuan Scholars must seek teachers, and they must be cautious in following them.

——Cheng Yi It’s important to have a teacher, and it’s also important to have friends. ——Master Tang Zhen, so he preached, taught, and solved doubts.

——"Shi Shuo" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty.

2. A collection of poems about teachers

"Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, east wind Powerless and useless.

The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.

When I look in the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.

There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.

"Lovely Rain on a Spring Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

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

The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.

Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city.

"Feng He Ling Gong Plants Flowers in the Green Field Hall" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

The Green Field Hall opened to occupy Wuhua, and passers-by gave instructions to Ling Gong's house.

Your Majesty has peaches and plums all over the world, so why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall?

"Five Poems on Ancient Relics·Part 2" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

I know Song Yubei well, and he is also my teacher in elegance and elegance.

Looking forward to the future, I shed tears, depression is different from generation to generation.

The old house in the mountains and rivers is empty of text and vegetation, and the clouds and rain are desolate. How can I dream of it?

In the end, all the Chu palaces were destroyed, and the boatman’s advice is still doubtful.

"Listening to Master Ying Playing the Qin" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

Talking affectionately to your children, you will share your grudges and grudges.

Suddenly the situation became tense and the warriors went to the enemy's field.

Floating clouds and catkins have no roots, and the sky and the earth are vast and far away.

A flock of birds were chirping noisily, and suddenly a solitary Phoenix Emperor was seen.

If you can't reach the top, you will lose your strength and plummet.

I have two ears to sigh, but I don’t know how to listen to the silk bamboo.

After hearing Master Ying play, he got up and sat aside.

Pushing the hand to stop suddenly, wet clothes and tears.

You are so sincere and capable, you can’t put ice in my intestines!

"Picture of Taigong Fishing in the Wei River" by Liu Ji, Ming Dynasty

It was a deep night in the Xuanshi group and I was fishing alone in Huangxi.

Wealth can be seen in floating clouds, while men's eyebrows can be seen in flowing water.

Ou Ying Fei Xiong Zhao, respected as the teacher of the emperor.

Xuan Shang is as inherent as it is, and has been thought of for thousands of years.

"Hsinchu" by Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty

Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, all because of the support of the old stems.

Next year there will be another new born, the ten-foot-long dragon grandson will come around Fengchi.

"Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai·Part 5" by Gong Zizhen, Qing Dynasty

The sun is setting in the day when I am sad about the greatness, and I sing my whip to the east and point to the end of the world.

Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.

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3. Poems about teachers

1. Teacher, you are like a red candle, burning yourself and illuminating others.

2. Teacher, you are like a spring silkworm, spinning filaments of wisdom and weaving knowledge.

3. Once a teacher, always a father.

4. Teacher, you are like a gardener, cultivating the flowers of the motherland.

5. If you are water, we are fish, and we cannot leave you.

Spring silkworms will not lose their silk until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up. Being highly virtuous and highly respected

Serving as a role model for others

Working hard

Giving advice and teachings Teaching in accordance with one's aptitude, good teachers and friends, words and deeds

Ten years of trees, a hundred years of cultivation, tireless teaching, good teachers and friends everywhere, peaches and plums, dedicated to their duties

Poems in praise of teachers

I remember your powder-stained Hands

I once remembered your charitable teachings

I once remembered your new silver hairs

Because of you, many students can become talented.

The world is so civilized because of you

Teacher, you are the beacon

4. Poems about teachers

Teacher, everyone is It is said 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 the future generations!

Your character and spirit can be described 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 the soul bloom?

Teacher, the 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 the beautiful sunshine and moisten with the beautiful rain and dew.

Our hearts are full of green grass and blooming flowers!

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 grains become 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 to move 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 progress in learning. That bumpy road. You allow us to open the windows of our souls, you give us spiritual pillars, 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. No matter how hard you work, it will take a while to make the peach ripe, and the plum ripe will be useless. 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, nourish 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 students are like 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.

Your teaching career has countless proud and happy memories, 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...

The spring silkworm has never spoken a self-proclaimed word in her life, and the silver thread she spits out is the measure. The ruler of 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 back to shine on 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!

5. Ancient poems about teachers

1. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers "Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai"

2. Spring silkworms When the thread of death is exhausted, the wax torch turns to ashes and tears begin to dry "Untitled"

3. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently "Spring Night Happy Rain"

4. Peaches and plums are not The words are self-contained "Historical Records: Biography of General Li"

5. Once a teacher, always a father "The Lost Book of Mingsha Shishi"

6. Ling Gong is full of peaches and plums In the world, why should we plant more flowers in front of the hall "Feng He Ling Gong"

7. Crane hair and silver threads reflect the sun and moon, and loyal hearts fertilize new flowers "Couplet"

8. Hsinchu is higher than Old bamboo branches are all supported by old stems "Hsinchu"

Famous sayings:

1. A teacher is the one who preaches, imparts knowledge and solves doubts. - Han Yu's "Teacher's Theory" of the Tang Dynasty

2. A teacher for one day is a father for life.——Yuan Guan Hanqing

3. To learn is more important than to respect the teacher.——Tan Sitong's "Additional Charter of Liuyang Arithmetic School"

4. A gentleman respects his teacher and his relatives and friends. - "Xunzi·Cultivation of the Self"

5. The key to learning lies in respecting the teacher. - "Lu Shi Chunqiu·Encouragement to Learning"

6. Serving a teacher is like serving one’s father. - "Lu Shi Chun Qiu Encouraging Learning"

7. Respecting a teacher regardless of whether he or she is high or low, rich or poor. - "Lu Shi Chun Qiu· Encouraging Learning" Encouraging Learning"

8. When it comes to studying the Sutra, it is most important to be kind to others, followed by Longli. : Respect etiquette and righteousness) - "Xunzi Encouraging Learning"

9. The kindness of a wise master is more sincere than heaven and earth, and more important than parents. - "Qinqiu" by Ge Hong of Jin Dynasty

10. When a country is about to prosper, one should cherish his teacher and attach great importance to his teacher. - "Xunzi·Da Lue"

11. When three people walk together, there must be one teacher of mine, choose the good one and follow him , if it is not good, then change it.——"The Analects"

12. All the words given are to serve as a teacher.——Liang Qichao, "Chinese History Research Methods: Preface"

13 , Respecting the teachings of teachers, the style of study is self-improvement. ——Kang Youwei's "Collected Political Commentaries·Speeches in Zhejiang" 14. The foundation of goodness lies in teaching, and the foundation of teaching lies in teachers. ——[Song Dynasty] Li Gou's "Guangzhou" "Qian Shu"

6. What are the poems that describe the teacher?

Poems about the teacher:

1. A group of steep green skyscrapers, carefree and forgetful of years. Move the clouds to find ancient roads, lean against trees and listen to flowing springs. The flowers are warm, the green cows lie down, and the pines are high and the white cranes sleep. The language comes to the river at dusk, and the cold smoke falls alone. ——Li Bai's "Master Xun Yong Resides in Seclusion"

2. It was too hasty to meet each other, and the flowers in the school became red several times. Deep friendship will always remain in my soul and dreams, and deep kindness will always be in my heart. ——Anonymous "Qijue·The Teacher's Favor is Unforgettable"

3. Serving the country, the family, and the people, no matter how hard it is, it will be exposed to wind and rain. The blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, the sun, moon and stars, accompany you in your lifelong pursuit. ——Anonymous "Six Poems of Tianjingsha·Huilan Pavilion"

4. Carefully consider the words and sentences, and it takes a lot of chewing to pick up the essence. Half an acre of square pond has flowing water, and people have worked hard to cultivate new seedlings. ——Anonymous "Feelings on the Blackboard"

5. 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. ——Liu Shang's "Rewarding the Master"

6. Bai Shuzi of the East Palace, Zen Master Yuan of the Nan Temple. Where to meet each other far away, when there is nothing in mind. ——Bai Juyi's "Far Master"

7. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. ——Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain"

8. Dare to speak, dare to act, dare to act, and have no complaints, no regrets, no regrets. Raging storms, thunders, exhaling breath and raising eyebrows, who else in the world would be better than me? ——Anonymous "Six Poems of Tianjingsha·Wang Benzheng"

9. Be upright and upright in doing things. Gathering heroes from all over the world, I will be at my disposal in the world. ——Anonymous "Six Poems of Tian Jing Sha·Guan Zhong Tu"

10. New bamboo is higher than old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old stems.

Next year there will be another new born, the ten-foot-long dragon grandson will come around Fengchi. ——Anonymous "Hsinchu"

11. The jade pot contains the heart of ice, and the ink pen writes the soul of the teacher. The sincerity is like a father's words, and the sincerity is like a friend. A few lines of light words can touch a person's life. I hope those who come after me will successfully repay Master. ——Anonymous "Bing Xin"

12. The Green Field Hall opens in Wuhua, and passers-by give instructions to the public. Your Majesty has peaches and plums all over the world, so why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall? ——Bai Juyi "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall of the Lord He Ling"

13. Teaching children and daughters requires hard work for half a lifetime. A head full of white hair, sweet milk for life. ——Anonymous "Master Silkworm"

14. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. ——Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai"

15. Spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before tears dry up. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled"

16. A man of high moral character, great Confucianism and erudition, respects heroes. The time, place and people are favorable, and his pen is like a devil, which makes people admire him. ——Anonymous "Six Poems of Tianjingsha·Teacher Kuang Huanxue"

17. If you want to eliminate evil things for the sake of sage, you are willing to cherish your old age. ——Han Yu "Moved to Languan from the left to show his nephew Xiang")