A poem about the image of a teacher

1. Describe the teacher's famous poems 1. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.

2. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. You have propped up 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! Your lecture is rich and colorful. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a beautiful new world ... Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Ah, teacher, engineer of human soul, who is not praising you! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.

Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness! Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty. It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart! You are more like a nameless root, let the young trees grow sturdily, let the branches bear rich fruits, but ask for nothing in return.

You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn 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 you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water. Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener.

My teacher, this is your art of education. Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people.

The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile. Teacher, you use the noblest feelings of human beings-love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing strength ... sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing 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 class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines.

There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored. If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea.

And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher. Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step.

You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it 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, and as turbulent as a rushing river ... Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag in her life, and the silver silk spit 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 a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship.

Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world. The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for 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 blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you! The golden wind sends laughter, and the sweet-scented osmanthus floats. Today's teacher's holiday is coming again.

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 all over the world.

Teachers are the noblest career in the world. The teacher gave us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine.

The teacher guided us to the path of sunny life. Teachers expect 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 of knowledge.

Gentle spring rain is the teacher's love for us. The teacher's words and deeds are like spring rain.

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 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. Teachers are big trees, bringing spring scenery to the world.

The teacher sowed the seeds of hope and cultivated us into a forest. Young trees grow into pillars, never forgetting the gardener's cultivation.

Yes, teacher's enthusiasm is like the sun, teacher's teaching is like spring rain, teacher's elegant demeanor is like green leaves, teacher's career is like a tree, our teacher is a tribute to the soul of a good teacher-dedicated to Teacher's Day-you have worked hard on campus. You have planted your heart, looking forward to it year after year, watching your poems grow from the campus and be recited in people's mouths.

Oh, teacher, there is your pride and glory on campus. There are too many harvest seasons under your painstaking watering.

You faithfully guard this garden, just like watching your sunshine shine on your face. This is a bright hope. The fire of faith burns ignorance and ignorance on campus.

Time has proved that your practice is sacred. You have spring, sunshine and flowers; In the eternal song, become a fruit! You are crystal clear, a sculptor and master of the human soul; You sincerely, selflessly and silently dedicate your youth, and you are willing to make a drop in the pulpit.

2. The words that describe the teacher's appearance are beautiful, beautiful, graceful, you long, cut shoulders, waist and so on. Neck stretching looks good, and its quality is exposed. If you don't add Fang Ze, you will get rich in lead. The clouds are towering and the eyebrows are repaired. Red lips are bright outside, white teeth are fresh inside, bright eyes are good at looking, and cymbals help. Elegant, elegant and quiet. Tender as water, charming language. Hugh Xun flies, wandering like a god, walking on the waves, and the bottom of socks is dusty. Unstable is dangerous, and dangerous is safe. Enter a difficult period, if you go, if you return. Into liquid sperm, smooth and beautiful. If you don't spit, you will be angry. Huarong is graceful, which makes me forget my meal.

Interviewee: √ Lonely sunshine ☆-Scholar Level 2 3- 15 16: 12

Tall figure, beautiful eyes, long black hair and sweet voice, but when he is angry, he is not angry. Although it is not fashionable to wear, it reveals an unspeakable temperament beauty in nature.

Respondent: Liu 00 1- janitor 2 3- 15 16:25.

Very beautiful and charming

Responder: Everything has turned around 2408- Introduction to Jianghu Level 2 3- 15 19:03.

Kindness and kindness

3. The poem about the teacher 1 sneaked into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.

-Tang Du Fu translated "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night": Follow the spring breeze and sneak into the night, quietly nourishing everything. 2. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

-Tang Li Shangyin Untitled Translation: Spring silkworms are spinning until they die, and candles do not dry their tears until they burn themselves to ashes. 3, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers.

-Qing Gong Zizhen translated "Jihai Miscellaneous Poems": The branches are not heartless. When they turn into spring soil, they can also play a role in cultivating the next generation. 4, your husband is full of peaches and plums, why not plant flowers in front of the hall.

-Tang Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall" Translation: Your father's students are all over the world, so why plant flowers in front of the house? 5. "Decline": I am well aware of Song Yu's bitterness, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. -Tang Du Fu translated "Five Poems about Historical Sites (Part II)": The fallen leaves are falling because they know the sadness of Song Yu, and Song Yu's knowledge is worthy of being my teacher.

The famous aphorism about teachers is 1, and example is more important than words. -Wang Fuzhi 2. Teachers are engineers of human souls-Stalin III. The only source for students to respect their teachers lies in their virtue and talent.

-Einstein 4. The concern and love of educators will leave an indelible impression on students' minds. Everyone I meet is more or less my teacher, because I have learned from them.

Emerson.

4. Praise the teacher's seven-character quatrain 1, "untitled time was long before I met her, but it was longer than after we parted."

Author: Li Shangyin

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

Translation:

The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to part when we break up. Moreover, the weather in late spring, the east wind is about to close, is even more sad.

Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.

2. "Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems, Disturbing and Leaving Sorrow, Ignoring the Sky"

Author: Gong Zizhen

The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.

Translation:

The sadness of parting extends to the distant sunset. When I left Beijing, I felt like I was at the end of the world with a wave of my whip to the east.

I quit my job and went home, just like a fallen flower, but it was not a heartless thing. It has become the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.

3. Fenghe Gong Ling Lvyetang planted flowers.

Author: Bai Juyi

The green field hall occupies the splendor of things, and passers-by show you your home.

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

Translation:

The Green Field Hall is open, occupying the essence of everything. Passers-by said it was your father's home.

Your father's students are all over the world. There is no need to plant flowers in front of the house.

4. Hsinchu

Author: Zheng Xie

New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches.

I will come out again the next year and grow taller.

Translation:

New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth depends entirely on old branches.

New ones will grow and grow taller next year.

5. "Far Teacher"

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master.

Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.

Translation:

I am an official in the DPRK and a Zen master in Nansi. Every time we meet, we can calm ourselves down a lot.

When can I see the Zen master again? Probably have to wait until there is nothing secular in my heart!