1. Poems about the teacher caring for his disciples

Poems about the teacher caring for his disciples 1. What are the poems that express the master's help to his disciples

1. Untitled time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

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 are no multiple routes from Pengshan to oh blue-birds, be listening!-Bring me what she says!.

2. "Seeking Harmony and Respecting Teachers for Seclusion"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

was a group of towering skyscrapers, and he lived happily without remembering the years.

dial the clouds to find the ancient road, and lean on the stone to listen to the flowing spring.

the flowers are warm, the green cows lie down, and the pine cranes sleep.

when the language comes to the river at dusk, it smokes cold alone.

3. Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems

Qing Dynasty: Gong Zizhen

was far away from sorrow and inclined in the daytime, and the whip pointed east to the horizon.

falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers.

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We met in a hurry, and the flowers in the school were quite popular.

deep friendship always lives in the dream of the soul, and deep kindness will always be in my heart.

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In Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi

The green field hall occupied the property, and passers-by pointed to the duke's house.

Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant more flowers in front of the hall?

2. The most classic poem to express the teacher's apprentice

is "the theory of life and death, and the theory of son's success".

Hold your hand and grow old with your son. " Some ancient love sentences 1. "I can't be as picturesque as a mountain, but as picturesque as a mountain, I still can't be as beautiful as a smile."

2, a flower and a world, a leaf and a pursuit. A song and a sigh, a lifetime for one person.

3. Is it enough to ignite the dream of this life with the fireworks of III? Three-life reincarnation, can I change your half-life love? Life is bumpy, can you stay with me for half a life? Three-life longing, can you stay for half a life? Three-life tenderness, do you want to love for half a life? 4. If you never leave, I will live and die together. 5, fade away, I am still guarding you on the other side.

6. Walk in the sky with you and see flowers everywhere. 7, the belt is getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it. I am embarrassed for Iraq. 8. How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment.

for this reason, I have been begging the Buddha for 5 years, asking him to let us have a dusty relationship. -Xi Murong's "A Flowering Tree" 9. The flowers in the spring are competing for hair, and of even this bright flame of love, shall there be only ashes?.

1. that we wished to fly in heaven, two birds with the wings of one, and to grow together on the earth, two branches of one tree. 11. If you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it, and it will hurt you. Long 1. You are the bead before the Buddha. When the dust settles, the memory of love is as bleak as the wind and frost. I am willing to fall for you in boundless love in my previous life, perhaps just to exchange for meeting you in this life.

I can't dream because of your lotus-like worries. I just want to get the fragrance of flowers in this life and return the waiting for you and me for thousands of years in previous lives! 2, Iraqis in the mirror, the shadow of flowers on the moon, are scattered, if the world missed, who will I think of? Who am I willing to forget when I wash the lead, repair my face and cover my heart, and love goes with the wind? The world of mortals is locked deep, only because of a sense of nostalgia. Looking back, Zhan Yan chuckled, and I will live up to my lovesickness in this life. I only feel for you, Zhan Yan recalls, the whole city is warm, smiling pear vortex.

I just want you to look back once, and you can see my affection. 3, as beautiful as a flower, but also the enemy is like water; If the heart is a rock, it can't beat the passing clouds.

There are too few people in this world who care for each other, and too many people forget about each other. Some people who have deeply loved each other regard morning and evening as everlasting, and a moment as a lifetime of deep love.

so I promised, so I hoped to hold your hand and grow old with my son. 4. If I am just a passer-by in your vast sea of people, can I not be obsessed? If I'm just an ornament to you, can you not let me get drunk? If I am only the starting point of your half-life displacement, can you not let me leave? If I'm just your dispensable fireworks, can I not be broken? Can't see the end of the story, misty rain ancient city, who is waiting for me? The flowers are silent and fall all over the ground. Who does it hurt? Broken whose heart? 5, the face of a lifetime, the scenery passing by-in the world of mortals, we passed by, in the end, who is whose scenery ... I only know that when the distance is no longer the distance, we will meet, form water, condense into ice, or turn into dust ... I hope you are my most beautiful scenery, and I am the one you have been waiting for.

3. Poems about loving teachers

There are many poems praising teachers, and the most commonly used ones are:

and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die and and every night the candles will weep their wicks away. -Li Shangyin's Untitled time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted

This sentence was originally a tribute to unswerving love, but now it is more used to describe the contribution of teachers: serving the people wholeheartedly and giving everything for the benefit of the people, like a silkworm spinning silk, burning like a candle, giving off light until the last breath of life.

Other poems are:

"Decay and decline": deep knowledge have I of Sung Yu's grief, romantic and refined, he too is my teacher. -Du Fu's "Five Poems about Historical Monuments (Part II)"

The pavilion barrier was damaged in the north, and it was learned that Tun was a thousand miles away. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow

The son of heaven is Rensheng, and Ren Xian is a teacher. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow

I should not be Xiong Zhao, and I should be respected as the emperor's teacher. -Liu Ji's

The Green Field Hall is occupied by things, and passers-by point to your family. -Bai Juyi's

Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall of Your Duke

After listening to the teacher Ying, I sat on the side. -Han Yu's

Listening to the Clever Teacher Playing the Piano, the spiritual teacher didn't care, and took the risk to delay. -Han Yu's "Send the Spirit Master"

Julian Waghann did not report to Dongjun, and Qiusheng in Chengque painted a corner mourning. -Du Fu's "Wild Old Man"

The prince stops the phoenix tube and the teacher covers heptachord. -Li Bai's "Jinling listens to Han Shi Yu to play the flute"

The military uniform rides Xiaofa, and the teacher is waiting for the spring return. -Su Xiang's "Feng He Sheng Zhi Xing Wang Chungong sent Shuofang University.

wendaoxi has a good landscape, so the teacher walks through it again. -Zhang Ji's "Send Monks to Jinzhou"

sneaked into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

lived in Jiting Gaodi Temple, and the slanting gallery was leaning against the clouds. -Zhang Ji's

Sending a monk to Jitingshan Temple, where the silver thread of the crane reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood and flowers. -anonymous couplets

The jade pot holds the ice heart-Bing Xin Bing Xin

The new bamboo is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by the old cadres. -Zheng Xie's "Hsinchu"

Three things, a hundred teachers. -Lu Zhaolin's Nine Chapters of Neutrality and Music. Song Gongqing No.8

White bastard in the East Palace, a Zen master far away from the South Temple. -Bai Juyi's Far Teacher

4. Poems about teachers

Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland;

I want to say that you are the pillar of the motherland.

it is you who support the backbone of our generation!

You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation!

your character and spirit can be summed up in two words:

-burning! Keep burning!

ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring!

Teacher, please open the window and have a look. This all loves and 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 wouldn't praise you!

Teacher, you are the cultivator and sower of beauty.

It is you who shine with beautiful sunshine and moisten with beautiful rain and dew.

Our hearts are full of green grass and flowers!

Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then the students are the sand in the clam;

You lick it, grind it, soak it and wash it with love ...

Over the years, the sand has become pearls, shining brightly.

You are like a candle. Although it is thin, it has a part of heat and a part of light, which illuminates others and exhausts yourself.

this selfless dedication is unforgettable.

Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the clear spring.

Your love is more severe than fatherly love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendly love.

You, the teacher's love, is the greatest and cleanest in the world!

If we are a ship, then the teacher is a sail, leading us forward in the ocean of knowledge; If we want to embark on a journey, the teacher is like a candle in our hand, illuminating the bumpy road in our study. You let us open the window of the soul, you let us have the spiritual pillar, you sent us on the road of learning and gave us endless encouragement. Teacher, we will always remember you.

Teacher, you are the cultivator and 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 maturity of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart!

You gave us a ruler of life to measure every day. You have given us a mirror of exemplary behavior, so that we can learn from it everywhere.

You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest; You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff. When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water; And when a bucket of water is needed, never give a glass of water. Giving in a timely and appropriate way is the skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is your art of education. Regardless of Xin Qin's cold inkstone, peaches are ripe and dripping, and plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easier to plant flowers than to cultivate people. The fragrance of the valley is extraordinary, the poems are full of people, the paintings are full of people, and the talents are smiling.

Teacher, you sow spring, ideals and strength with the noblest feelings of human beings ... sow with words, cultivate with colored pens, irrigate with sweat and moisten with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher.

you work in the present, 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 the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand has become pearls, shining brightly.

There are countless proud and happy memories of your teaching career, but you cherish them in your heart and just stare at a garden to be explored.

If I were a poet, I would write poems with full enthusiasm, praising the vastness and profundity of the sea. And dedicate it to you-my teacher with broad mind and profound knowledge.

Teachers are kindling, which ignites the fire of students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, bearing the students' steady upward climb step by step.

You are like a candle. Although it is thin, it has a part of heat and a part of light, which illuminates others and exhausts yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, as turbulent as a rushing river ...

Silkworm has never said anything boastful in her life, and the silver silk she spits out is a 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 evaluation for you.

Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the clear spring. Your love is more severe than fatherly love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendly love. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.

The value of fireflies is that they shine on others with that lamp hanging at the back end. Your respect lies in always providing convenience to others.

who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Look at the flowers in full bloom everywhere, which one is without your hard work and which one is without your smile!

5. What are the poems about "apprentice"

1. "Two Poems of Holding Zhao Langzhong in Huangyan"

Author: Liu Kezhuang

Qiu Gongxu, an apprentice of Zhu Gong, is handsome.

Heart-to-heart writing is particularly violent, which is caused by a desire for current affairs.

It is said that there are many sacrifices in Xiaoshan Lane.

The longest teacher, Lang Jun, is a friend. I know that the tomb is grinded.

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author: Chu Yong

Frost hair hung half-way, saying that before the king.

fix a thousand robberies in the inner circle, and add a member to the Buddha.

it's true that slander spreads from time to time.

Let's talk about the disciples, burning incense by the stone pagoda.

3.

Author: Chen Tuan

secretly likes Lianfeng as a close neighbor, and sees the teacher through the clouds.

sometimes when you ask a difficult word, you talk to others.

Tang Li's supervisor should leave a trail, and Han Cai Yong thinks it is the predecessor.

Kan Jie has no apprentice, and his brushwork is collected in Weibin.

4.

Author: Chen Shidao

How late did you come here? I haven't seen it frequently after years.

Jian Xian still gambles on his life, so he can resign from poverty.

There are 3, disciples, and their reputation is 4 years old.

in Xiangyang, there was no compound surname pang.

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Author of Self-Dispatch: Qi Ji

Knowing that it is a dream, I want nothing more. When you die in a lonely peak, your ashes will fly away.

the clouds are clear, and the sky is quiet and the moon is flowing. There are no apprentices, and sometimes they come to hang stones.

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Author: Qi Ji

The blue light is overlapping, and the green is wet and the window is bright. If you want to travel, go around the tower again.

the clouds are flying, and the trees are singing in autumn. I made an appointment with my disciples to burn incense lamps for the rest of my life.

6. Poems about teachers

Poems praising teachers:

1. and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away. -Li shangyin's untitled time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted

2, "Decay and decline": deep knowledge have I of Sung Yu's grief, romantic and refined, he too is my teacher. -du fu's

3, "five poems about historical sites, the second", the pavilion barrier in the north is bad, and the teacher is thousands of miles away. -du mu's book in the snow

4. I should be a non-Xiong Zhao and respect the emperor as a teacher. -Liu Ji's

5. Why plant more flowers in front of the hall when your husband is full of peaches and plums? -Bai Juyi's

Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall

Praise the teacher's famous saying:

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

2. The concern and care of educators will leave an indelible impression on students' minds. -Suhomlinski

3. Regardless of Xin Qin and Yi Yan's cold, peaches are ripe and dripping, and plums are ripe and technically disabled. It is easier to grow flowers than to cultivate people. The fragrance of the valley is extraordinary, the poems are full of people, the paintings are full of people, and the talents are smiling.

4. Show your personality charm in every word and deed, show your style as a teacher in every move, inculcate your teachings in every word, and make selfless contributions to your youth every minute.

5. On the podium, chalk dyed white hair; At the desk, responsibility presses two shoulders; Water flowers to breed peaches and plums, which are all over the world; Wring one's brains and sprinkle hard work, students are better than blue; Like a candle, like a silkworm, dedication is sincere.