It takes ten years to grow trees and a hundred years to nurture people
Teaching is like spring breeze, and teachers are as deep as the sea.
The silver thread of the crane hair reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood and flowers.
Thanks to the words, my teacher has also
spit out all the threads in his heart. It is better to be a teacher than to devote himself to infinite learning in life. -Yang Xiong
teacher of the impermanence of saints. -Han Yu
A teacher is easy to meet, but a teacher is hard to meet. -Sima Guang
There was no ancient king who did not respect his teacher. -Lv Buwei
Teachers are the soul engineers of human beings. -Stalin
There is no teacher in the world, so it is beneficial to leave. -Liu Zongyuan
Scholars must learn from teachers, and it is indispensable to learn from them. -Cheng Yi
Once a teacher, always a father. -Guan hanqing
if you study hard, you will get friends. -Tang Zhen
Learning is more important than respecting teachers. -tan sitong
ancient scholars must be strict with their teachers, and then respect them. -Ouyang Xiu
Nothing is expensive, nothing is cheap, nothing is long, nothing is short, what the Tao exists, what the teacher exists. -Han Yu
There must be a teacher in a threesome; Choose the good and follow it, and change the bad. -Confucius
People are not born knowing it, so how can they not be confused? If you are confused and don't follow the teacher, it will be confusing, and you will never understand it. -Han Yu
Everyone I meet is more or less my teacher, because I have learned from them. -Emerson
It's better to go by yourself than to find a confused tutor, which can save the effort of searching. He knows nothing anyway. -Lu Xun
A good student can find his teacher's mistakes, but keep silent respectfully, because it is these mistakes that benefit him and make him embark on the road. -Turgenev
time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted, and the east wind has arisen and a hundred flowers are gone.
and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away.
mornings in her mirror she sees her hair-cloud changing, yet she dares the chill of moonlight with her evening song.
There is no way to get there. oh blue-birds, be listening!-Bring me what she says!
praises the teacher
I remember your hands covered with powder
I remember your charitable teachings
I remember your new silver hair
Because of you, students can become talents
Because of you, the world will be so civilized
Teacher.
so the world is brilliant. We sing September, because it is your eternal festival.
We remember September, because it is our sincere confession.
September is a cup full of emotion. We hold it high with our hands.
Let's have a toast.
The movement in September has been played. Please accept our present in September, all the teachers who are struggling in the education front.
Ode to the teacher
Others get 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 are still whistling happily
Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums
A poem celebrating Teachers' Day-Teacher, who is it after hard work
?
it's you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that just broke ground in spring.
who is it-who educated naughty us to be considerate and helpful?
it's you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze that warms our hearts.
who is it-to cultivate young people into mature and sensible teenagers?
it's you! Teacher! Your protection makes us grow healthily.
bear fruit in the golden autumn. You have worked hard! Teacher!
people who work hard in the heat and cold.
you have worked hard! Teacher! People who devote their youth to nothing.
we pay high tribute to you! -you have worked hard, teacher!
I can only help you here, old teacher.
You are like a drizzle in spring, nourishing the flowers and irrigating the earth, and we are sucking the drizzle to grow.
teacher-you are like a breeze in autumn, blowing the yellow earth, calling gold for rice, and we have a bumper harvest.
teacher-you lit the brightest lamp for me on my dark road of life; Teacher-you are my guide on the road of my misty life;
teacher-you pointed out the direction for me in my bumpy life;
teacher-you gave me a pair of powerful wings, let me roam in the world of knowledge!
Teachers are engineers of the human soul
-Stalin
and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away
-Li Shangyin
The most glorious profession under the sun
Engineers of the human soul;
Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others.
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
Being a model, being a teacher
Teachers are our living parents! My parents raised us, and our teacher taught us to
want ancient poems?
1. A picture with a long history
To be a pillar of talents,
the sky, the land and the sea.
I've been busy here and there for half my life,
Now I'm sailing again,
Luyao Mountain is high in water and long in water.
2. The teacher Kuang Huanxue
is highly respected and knowledgeable, and
values heroes.
the right time, the right place and the right people,
the pen is like a magic,
it is amazing.
3. Wang Bencheng
dares to speak and act,
has no complaints, no regrets.
The storm thunders,
Exhale and raise your eyebrows,
Who else in the world?
4. Huilan Pavilion is
for the country, for the family and for the people,
exposed to wind, rain and sunshine.
blue sea, blue sky and white clouds,
the sun, the moon and the stars,
accompanied by lifelong pursuit.
5. Guan Zhongtu
is an upright person, and
does things aboveboard.
gather heroes from all directions,
make a famous teacher,
let me run the world.
6. Yi Xian Tu
Keep an eye on the Wan Li world and
look at the infinite future.
Showing off the prodigy,
Going back to the Yaotai,
The world is amazed ★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 1: ★★★
Four spring rains have saved for a rainy day,
Several autumn rains have washed away the gap.
black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon,
chalk writes the spring and autumn without words.
the silk blooms before the spring is old, and
the candle tears become thicker in autumn.
Three thousand gardens of peaches and plums are sown in spring, and
Qiu Lai is full of fruits in China.
★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 2: ★★ ★
I love my teacher
The teacher is like a red candle, which
lights the students' hearts,
but burns themselves,
until the red candle turns to ashes.
Teachers are like gardeners.
They nurture our flowers, but
they work hard on themselves,
until they are exhausted.
When we grow up, we must become the pillars of our country.
Ah! Teachers are so selfless!
ah! Teacher, we love you!
★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 3: ★★
-Teacher, who has worked hard
-who led us into the spacious classroom and
taught us a wealth of knowledge?
it's you! Teacher!
With your hard sweat,
you have nurtured the tender seedlings that just broke ground in spring.
who is it-who
educates naughty us into people who can be considerate and help others?
it's you! Teacher!
Your care is like a warm spring breeze
which warms our hearts.
who is it-to cultivate our young
into mature and sensible teenagers?
it's you! Teacher!
Your protection makes us grow healthily.
bear fruit in the golden autumn.
you have worked hard! Teacher!
people who work hard in the heat and cold.
you have worked hard! Teacher!
people who devote nothing to their youth.
we pay high tribute to you!
-you have worked hard, teacher!
I can only help you here, old teacher
-you are like a drizzle in spring,
nourishing flowers and irrigating the earth,
and we are still sucking the drizzle to grow.
teacher-you are like a breeze in autumn,
blowing the yellow earth, calling gold for rice,
and we have a bumper harvest.
teacher-you lit the brightest lamp for me on my dark road of life;
Teacher-you are my guide on my misty life;
teacher-you pointed out the direction for me in my bumpy life;
teacher-you gave me a pair of powerful wings, let me roam in the world of knowledge!
★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 4: ★★
The golden wind sends laughter, and the osmanthus flowers float.
The teacher's holiday has come again today.
teachers have worked hard for our growth.
we will never forget the teacher's love for us.
hello, teacher!
People compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves.
People compare teachers to gardeners, and cultivate peaches and plums to bloom all over the world.
Teachers are a noble cause under the sun.
The teacher gave us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine.
The teacher guided us to a sunny life.
The teacher expects us to be the sun in the new century.
the teacher's words moisten my heart like spring rain.
The teacher watered our growth with the rain and dew of knowledge.
the gentle spring rain is the teacher's love for us.
the teacher's words and deeds are like the spring rain that moistens things silently.
The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up as red flowers.
The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently.
The green leaves symbolize that teachers are always young.
when we are in full bloom like flowers, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves.
Teachers are like trees, with blue sky overhead and feet on the earth, silently benefiting the society.
The teacher is a big tree, which brings spring scenery to the world.
The teacher sowed the seeds of hope and cultivated us into a forest.
when a young tree grows into a pillar, don't forget the gardener's kindness.
Yes, teacher's enthusiasm is like the sun, teacher's instruction is like the spring rain,
teacher's style is like green leaves, teacher's career is like a tree, and our teacher is good.
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You offer a flower,
I offer a flower,
Let's weave a big wreath,
You gave the seeds,
the warmth like the sun;
You watered the seedlings with sweat,
.
Your eyes are like bright stars,
with charming brilliance;
Your singing is like a spring stream,
It brings joy to everyone.
No matter where we go,
always remember your feelings;
wherever we go.
always remember your words.
Wherever we go,
always remember your love;
No matter where we go,
will always be your flower.
★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 6: ★★
September, as scheduled.
so the world is brilliant.
We sing September,
because it is your eternal festival.
We remember September,
because this is our sincere confession.
September is a cup full of emotion.
We hold it high with our hands.
There is sincere blessing.
Please drink a toast.
The movement in September has been played.
Please accept our present in September.
All the teachers who are struggling in the education front.
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