1. Poems about the growth of new teachers
2. Poems about the growth of teachers
Poems about the growth of new teachers 1. Poems about teachers, the most It's an ancient poem
It's hard to say goodbye when we meet without a title. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up. The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples have changed, and the moonlight is cold when I sing at night.
There is no way to go from Pengshan. The bluebird diligently visits and praises the teacher. I remember your powder-stained hands. I remember your charitable teachings. I remember your new additions. Because of you, many students can become talented. Because of you, the world is so civilized. Teacher, you are the beacon to find home for the children who have lost their way. Teacher, you are the angel. September is dedicated to teachers. September is here as scheduled. The world is brilliant because of it.
We sing September, because this is your eternal festival. We remember September because it is our sincere confession.
September is a cup overflowing with love. We raise our hands high with sincere blessings. Please cheers. The music of September has been played. Please accept our gift of September, all the teachers who are working hard on the education front.
Teacher praises others for getting gold from life. You can only get the fragrance of flowers. Your gold is the morning sun, your silver is the fifteenth moon, but you still whistle happily. Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums. Celebrate Teacher's Day poems and articles - Teacher, thank you for your hard work. Who brought us ignorant people into the spacious classroom and taught us a wealth of knowledge? It's you! teacher! With your hard work and sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring. Who is it - educating us naughty people into people who can be considerate and help others? It's you! teacher! Your care is like the gentle spring breeze that warms our hearts.
Who is it that cultivates us young people into mature and sensible teenagers? It's you! teacher! Your protection allows us to grow healthily. Bear fruit in the golden autumn season.
Thank you for your hard work! teacher! People who work hard in the scorching heat and cold. Thank you for your hard work! teacher! People who devote their youth to nothing.
We have the highest respect for you! ——Thank you for your hard work, teacher! I can only help here, teacher, teacher - you are like the drizzle in spring, nourishing the flowers and irrigating the earth, and we continue to suck the drizzle and grow. Teacher - you are like a gust of wind in autumn, blowing the earth yellow and calling the rice gold, and we got the fruits of the harvest.
Teacher - you are the one who lit the brightest light for me on the dark road of my life; Teacher - you are my guide on the confusing road of life; Teacher - you have pointed out the way forward for me in my bumpy life; Teacher - you have given me a pair of powerful wings to travel in the world of knowledge! You offer a flower, I offer a flower, and let us weave a big garland, dedicated to my dear teacher and mother. It is you who gave the seeds the warmth of the sun; it is you who watered the seedlings with your sweat.
Your eyes are like bright stars, shining with charming brilliance; your singing is like a spring stream, bringing joy to everyone. No matter where we go, we will always remember your love; no matter where we go.
Always remember your words. No matter where we go, we will always remember your love; no matter where we go, we will always be a flower for you.
The golden wind brings laughter, and the fragrance of osmanthus flowers floats. Teacher's Day is here again today.
Teachers have worked hard for our growth. We will never forget the teacher's caress for us.
Hello, teacher! People compare teachers to red candles, which light up others and burn themselves. People compare teachers to gardeners, cultivating peaches and plums to bloom all over the world.
Teaching is the noblest cause under the sun. The teacher gives us the sunshine of ideals and the sunshine of wisdom.
The teacher guides us to embark on the road of life full of sunshine. The teacher expects us to become the sun of the new century.
The teacher’s words are like spring rain nourishing my heart. Teachers use the rain and dew of knowledge to water our growth.
The gentle spring rain is the teacher’s care for us. The teacher's words and deeds are like spring rain moistening things silently.
The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up like a red flower. The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently.
The green color of the leaves symbolizes the teacher’s everlasting youth. When we are like flowers in full bloom, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves.
Teachers are like big trees, with blue sky above their heads and earth under their feet, silently benefiting society. Teachers are big trees that bring spring beauty to the world.
The teacher sows the seeds of hope and cultivates us into a forest. The small trees grow into pillars, never forgetting the kindness of the gardener.
Yes, the teacher’s enthusiasm is like the sun, the teacher’s teachings are like spring rain, the teacher’s style is like green leaves, and the teacher’s career is like a big tree. Our teachers are just good.
2. 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, ten years of trees , ten years of wind, ten years of rain, a hundred thousand beams of spring silkworms will be exhausted only when they die, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before tears will dry up for three people. 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 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. 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 severe 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 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, 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 student is the grain of sand in the clam; you use love to lick it, grind it, soak it, wash it... Over time, the grain of 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 severe 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.
3. Poems about teachers
1. Master Yuan
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Bai Shuzi of the East Palace, Zen Master Yuan of the Nan Temple.
Where to meet each other from a distance, when there is nothing in mind.
Translation:
When can I, who is an official in the court, and Zen Master Ziyuan in Nan Temple see each other again?
Probably until I have no worldly things in my mind.
2. Hsinchu
Qing Dynasty: Zheng Xie
Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, all supported by the old stems.
Next year there will be another new born, the ten-foot-long dragon grandson will come around Fengchi.
Translation:
The new bamboo can surpass the old bamboo entirely because of the growth and nourishment of the old bamboo.
When new bamboo grows again in the second year, it also begins to breed new bamboo, so that the pond is surrounded by lush young bamboos.
3. He Linggong planted flowers in the Green Field Hall
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
The Green Field Hall opened to occupy Wuhua, and passers-by pointed out the way 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?
Translation:
After the Green Field Hall was built, it occupied the essence of all things. Passers-by pointed at the house and said it was Pei Linggong’s home.
Pei Linggong’s students are all over the world. Where is the need to plant flowers in front of the house and behind the house?
4. Master Xun Yong lived in seclusion
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Surrounded by steep green skyscrapers, he was carefree and carefree.
Look for the ancient road through the clouds, listen to the flowing spring by leaning on the stone.
The green cows lie down in the warm flowers, and the white cranes sleep high in the pines.
The language comes to the river at dusk, and the cold smoke falls alone.
Translation:
The peaks rise steeply to the blue sky, and you are free from the world without having to remember the years.
Pull through the thick clouds to find the ancient mountain roads, listen to the strange trees and the flowing springs.
A green cow lies among the warm flowers, and a white crane sleeps on the tall pine branches.
The conversation with Master Yong continued until the river was shrouded in dusk, and I had no choice but to walk down the misty Hanshan Mountain alone.
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Writing background:
"Master Xunyong lives in seclusion"
This poem may be the work of Li Bai in his youth , as in Shu. The first couplet of this poem is "Groups of steep green skyscrapers". Xiaoyao writes from a large place without remembering the year, and its momentum is extraordinary. The chin couplet "Searching for the ancient road through the clouds, listening to the flowing spring by leaning on the stone" closely follows the title of the poem and expresses the word "searching".
The neck couplet "The flowers are warm, the green cows lie down, the pines are high and the white cranes sleep" uses thick and colorful brushwork, which is still and moving, and the moving and stillness depicts the beauty, tranquility and fairyland-like residence of Master Yongzun. environment. The last couplet "The river is darkening at dusk, and the cold smoke is falling alone" uses cold tones and splashes of ink to create a quiet and timeless picture.
"Fenghe Linggong Plants Flowers in the Green Field Hall"
The green field hall is open and captures the essence of all things. Passers-by say that it is the home of Ling Gong, and Ling Gong's students are everywhere Why in the world do you need to plant flowers in front of your house? This poem uses the rhetoric of metonymy, using peaches and plums to represent students. Green Field Hall refers to the name of Pei Du's house in the Tang Dynasty.
This poem describes how Pei Du’s house captures the essence of all things without having to plant flowers (the house is eye-catching and elegant). It expresses the praise of a teacher who is famous all over the world.
"Hsinchu"
It is a metaphor that the young are better than the old, and the growth of the new forces requires the active support of the older generation. The first two sentences are a review, which not only expresses that "the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, the new generation is better than the old", but also expresses that the younger generations will not forget the support and teaching of the elders; the last two sentences are prospects, used to express that the new forces will be better and stronger .
Bai Juyi (772-846), whose courtesy name was Letian, also known as Xiangshan Jushi, and also Mr. Zuiyin, was originally from Taiyuan. He moved to Xiagui at the time of his great-grandfather and was born in Xinzheng, Henan. He was a great realist poet in the Tang Dynasty and one of the three major poets in the Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi and Yuan Zhen jointly advocated the New Yuefu Movement, known as "Yuan Bai" in the world, and "Liu Bai" together with Liu Yuxi.
4. 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 run out of silk until they die, 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
Teaching by ear and face. Teaching in accordance with one's aptitude, good teachers and friends, words and deeds
Ten years of trees, hundreds of 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 light
5. 10 ancient poems about teachers
Who said An inch of grass will give you three villages of sunshine.
The Good Rain Knowledge Festival happens in spring. A teacher for a day is a father for a lifetime.
——Guan Hanqing, Yuan Dynasty. A few words of gift are all serving as a teacher. ——Liang Qichao, "Chinese History Research Methods: Preface" The foundation of goodness lies in teaching, and the foundation of teaching lies in teachers.
——[Song Dynasty] Li Gou's "Guang Qian Shu" Spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before tears dry up. Respect the teacher's way and have a good learning style.
——Kang Youwei's "Collection of Political Commentaries·Speeches in Zhejiang" Li Shangyin's "Untitled" series, there is a sentence in it: "Spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before tears dry up." It is often used to describe The hard work, care and dedication of teachers.
The Five Great Masters of the Far East, Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, was the concubine of the Bai family in the East Palace and the Zen Master of the Southern Temple. Where to meet each other far away, when there is nothing in mind.
The Five Absolutes: Rewarding the Master, Liu Shang, Tang Dynasty 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.
The jade pot contains the heart of ice, the ink pen writes the soul of the master, as earnest as a father's words, as gentle as a friend, and light as a friend. The few lines of words are thick and thick, and the whole life is full of people's hope that those who come after will succeed in repaying the master. Untitled Author: Li Shangyin It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet. , the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When I look into 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 are not many roads to Pengshan, and the bluebirds are diligent in visiting. Teacher's Ode: Four spring breezes have made preparations, and several autumn rains have washed the gaps.
The black hair accumulates frost and weaves the sun and the moon, and the chalk writes the spring and autumn without words. The silk is not old even if it is spun out in spring, and the candle tears turn into gray and become thicker in autumn.
Three thousand peaches and plums are sown in spring, and China is filled with fruits in autumn. Six Poems of Tianjingsha 1. Pictures of a long history. Desire for talents and pillars, sky, land and sea.
I have been busy traveling here and there for half my life, but now I am sailing again, and the road is far away and the mountains are high and the water is long. 2. Teacher Kuang Huanxue is a man of high moral character, great Confucianism and erudition, and he respects heroes and heroes.
The time, place and people are favorable, and the pen is like a devil, which makes people marvel. 3. Wang Benzheng Dare to speak, dare to act, dare to act, and have no complaints, no regrets, no regrets.
In the violent storms and thunders, I exhale and raise my eyebrows, who else in the world would be better than me? 4. Huilan Pavilion For the sake of the country, the home and the people, it is exposed to wind and rain. The blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, the sun, moon and stars, accompany me in my lifelong pursuit.
5. Guan Zhongtu was upright and upright in his work. Gathering heroes from all over the world, I have masters who are famous, and I am at the mercy of the world.
6. The Picture of Yixian has a mind of thousands of miles around the world and looks to the infinite future. Showing his unparalleled talents, he returned to the Yaotai, and the world was horrified.
Four spring breezes have brought preparation, and several autumn rains have washed away the gaps. The black hair accumulates frost and weaves the sun and the moon, and the chalk silently writes the Spring and Autumn Period.
The silk is not old yet in spring, and the tears of candles turn to gray and become thicker in autumn. Three thousand peaches and plums are sown in spring, and China is full of fruits in autumn.
It is better to seek a teacher than to learn. -----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 There is no saint king in ancient times who did not respect his teacher.
-----Lü Buwei If the whole world does not learn from others, it will lead to confusion. -----Liu Zongyuan Scholars must seek teachers, and they must be cautious in following them.
-----Cheng Yi Once a teacher, always a father. ----Guan Hanqing Learning is as valuable as teachers, and friends are also valuable.
-----Tang Zhen In order to learn, there is nothing more important than respecting the teacher. -----Tan Sitong The ancient scholars must be strict with their teachers, and the teachers should be strict and then the Tao should be respected.
-----Ouyang Xiu There is neither high nor low, neither long nor short. Where the Tao exists, the teacher exists. -----Han Yu If you are a person of three, you must have a teacher. Choose the good ones and follow them, and change the bad ones.
-----Confucius.
6. Poems about teachers
1 A three-foot podium, a three-inch tongue, a three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums
Ten years of trees, ten years Wind, ten years of rain, one hundred thousand beams
2 The spring silkworms will die only when their threads are gone, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up
3 Teachers are our biological parents! `Our parents gave birth to us and our teachers educated us!
4 The teacher is a red candle, lighting oneself to illuminate others; the teacher is a spring silkworm, spinning out the last thread of his own.
5 The teacher is the mother, the most beautiful person besides the earth. Great Mother
6 Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
7 Once a teacher, always a father
8 A teacher is The engineer of the human soul - Stalin
9 The most glorious profession under the sun The engineer of the human soul.
10 When three people travel together, there must be my teacher
About teachers Poems about growth 1. 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 run out of silk until they die, 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
Teaching by ear and face. Teaching in accordance with one's aptitude, good teachers and friends, words and deeds
Ten years of trees, hundreds of 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
2. Poems about teachers
1. Luohong It is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers. ——Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai"
Interpretation: When I resign and return home, I am like a fallen flower falling from a branch, but it is not a ruthless thing. It turns into soil and can still play a role. The role of nurturing the next generation.
2. Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they are dead, and wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled"
Definition: The spring silkworm does not spin out all its silk until it dies, and the wax torch turns to ashes before its tears dry up.
3. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. ——Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night"
Definition: (Rain) Accompanied by the gentle breeze, quietly enters the night, finely and densely, nourishing all things on the earth.
4. New bamboo branches are higher than old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old stems. —— Zheng Xie's "Hsinchu"
Definition: Newly grown bamboos are taller than old bamboos, and their growth is entirely supported by old branches.
5. Donggong Bai Shuzi, Nansi Yuan Zen Master. ——Bai Juyi's "Yuanshi"
Explanation: As an official in the court, I and Zen Master Ziyuan in Nan Temple can make myself feel much calmer every time we meet.
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Famous aphorisms about teachers.
1. If his body is upright, he will not do what he is told; if his body is not upright, he will not do what he is told. ——Confucius 2. Teaching by example is more important than words. ——Wang Fuzhi
3. If you want students to be eager to learn, you must be eager to learn. Only a teacher who never tires of learning can teach students who never tire of learning. ——Tao Xingzhi
4. When students are asked to do things, faculty and staff do it personally; when students are asked to learn knowledge, faculty and staff learn it personally; when students are required to abide by rules, faculty and staff personally do it *Keep. ——Tao Xingzhi,
5. When educating others, the vast majority of teachers forget that they need to learn from the educated. ——[Su] Gorky "Gorky on Newspapers"
3. Poems about teachers
Poems praising teachers: Spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and tears will not dry until the wax torch turns to ashes. .
——(Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin's "Untitled" Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. ——(Qing Dynasty) Gong Zizhen's famous saying praising teachers in "Yihai Miscellaneous Poems": 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 before tears 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 new ones, and one hundred thousand dragons and grandsons will surround Fengchi. ――〖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 others in the world, so the Tao was separated. ——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.
4. Poems about teachers
1. If there is no teacher in the world, the way will be further separated. ——Liu Zongyuan
2. Once a teacher, always a father. ——Guan Hanqing
3. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. ——Du Fu
4. A teacher preaches, teaches, and resolves doubts. ——Han Yu
5. It is easy to meet a Confucian teacher, but it is difficult to meet a human teacher. ——Sima Guang
6. The ancient scholars must be strict with their teachers, and the teachers will be strict and then the Tao will be respected. ——Ouyang Xiu
7. Scholars must seek teachers, and they must be cautious in following them. ——Cheng Yi
8. The sage is the teacher of impermanence. ——Han Yu
9. It is better to seek a teacher than to study. ——Yang Xiong
10. Learning is as valuable as teachers and friends. ——Tang Zhen
11. Among the ancient sage kings, there was no one who did not respect his teacher. ——Lv Buwei
12. "Lovely Rain on a Spring Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening 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 place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.
13. "Untitled" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torches will not dry until they turn to ashes.
When I look into 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 go to Penglai, and the blue bird is eager to visit.
5. Urgently looking for poems about teachers
Millet seedlings
Peng Peng millet seedlings, moistened by rain, [1]
Travel south leisurely and call for the shrike. [2]
I am at my mercy, my chariot, my chariot, my oxen, [3]
I have gathered my travels, and I have returned home. [4]
I am a disciple, I drive, I am a teacher, I travel, [5]
When my journey is gathered, the clouds will return to their destination.
Su Su thanked him for his merits and summoned him to camp, [6]
He recruited the army fiercely and summoned him to succeed.
The original sun is flat, the spring is clear,
The call to the uncle is successful, and the king's heart is at peace.
Source:
Chinese Poetry - Pre-Qin Dynasty - The Book of Songs
Short Ge Xing
Bochang, the Western Zhou Dynasty, cherished this holy virtue.
There are three parts of the world, but there are two.
If you don’t contribute to cultivation, your integrity will not be prosperous.
Chonghou slandered him, so he was detained.
Later, he saw Pardon and gave him an ax and ax to enable him to conquer.
Zhongni called him a man of great virtue.
He still serves Yin and discusses its beauty.
Qi Huan’s merits were the first to dominate.
The nine princes unite to rule the world.
To conquer the world, it is not possible to use military chariots.
He is upright but not unreasonable, and his virtue is legendary.
Confucius sighed and called Yiwu, and the people received his kindness.
Granted to the temple, no one has to bow down.
Xiaobai doesn’t dare, God’s power is so close.
Jin Wen is also domineering and worships the king of heaven.
Received the Gui Zan, the Tao Tong bow,
The Lu bow can shoot thousands of arrows, and the tiger can support three hundred people.
To subdue the princes and be respected by teachers.
People from all over the world heard about it, and he was named Ya Qihuan.
The meeting of Heyang falsely called himself the King of Zhou, which is why he had different names.
Source:
Chinese Poetry - Wei, Jin - Cao Cao
Five poems about historical sites
Shake off and know Song Yubei, romantic Elegance is also my teacher.
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.
Source:
Chinese Poetry - Tang and Five Dynasties - Du Fu
Qin Zhongji Yuanyuan Master
One hill often wants to lie down, three The path is miserable and without resources. [1]
The northern land is not my wish, but the eastern forest cherishes my teacher. [2]
The gold is burned out, and the ambition is declining year by year. [3]
The cool breeze comes at dusk and the sound of cicadas makes me sad.
Source:
Chinese Poetry - Tang and Five Dynasties - Meng Haoran
The kindness of a wise master is greater than heaven and earth, more important than parents. ——Jin. Ge Hong's "Diligence in Pursuit"
6. Who knows the poems and good lines about teachers
1. When the spring silkworm dies, its silk will be exhausted, and when the wax torch turns to ashes, tears will begin. Dry.
2. Although I am still intoxicated on the night journey, the lights of the secluded forest warm my family.
3. The spring breeze turns into rain and moistens the new buds, and I only hope that the pear orchard will be full of peach blossoms.
4. The craftsman who holds up the bridge of hope and sculpts the soul.
5. Four spring breezes bring preparations, and several autumn rains wash away the gaps.
The black hair accumulates frost and weaves the sun and the moon, and the chalk writes the spring and autumn without words.
6. The silk is spun out before it is old in spring, and the tears of candles turn to gray and become thicker in autumn.
Thousands of peaches and plums are sown in the spring, and China will be filled with fruits in autumn.
7. Those who move people with words will not feel deeply; those who move people with actions will respond quickly
8. Sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.