Seven words of praise to the teacher

1. Praise the teacher's seven-character poem

Seven-character poem about Kua teacher 1. Praise the teacher's seven-character ancient poems.

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

_ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's Untitled was long before I met her, but it was even longer since our separation was not a heartless thing, but turned into spring mud to protect flowers. _ _ _ _ Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poem No.5" has made the public full of peaches and plums. Why not plant more flowers in front of the hall?

_ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Flower Arrangement in the Green Field Hall "Decline": I know Song Yu's sadness and elegance, and he is also my teacher. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's Five-character Poem Shibei II praised the teacher's words: Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo branches, supported by veteran cadres.

_ _ _ _ Zheng Xie sneaked into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. _ _ _ _ Du Fu should belong to Zhao Xiong, and he should be regarded as the emperor's teacher.

_ _ _ _ Teacher Liu Ji from Wenying went on stage and sat there. _ _ _ _ Han Yu is not a teacher, so he benefits from the old road.

-Liu Zongyuan is a teacher for one day and a father for life. -Guan Hanqing An ancient scholar must be strict with his teacher and then respect his teacher.

-Ouyang Xiu Scholars must seek teachers, and teachers are essential. -Cheng Yi is a teacher, so he preaches, teaches and dispels doubts.

-Han Yu sage impermanence teacher. -Han Yu is not as good as a teacher.

-Yang Xiong Learning is expensive, and making friends is also expensive. -Tang Zhen Gu Shengjun, without exception, respects teachers.

Lv Buwei.

2. Praise the teacher's seven-character ancient poems

1. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's untitled time, long before I met her, became longer after we broke up.

2. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers. _ _ _ _ Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems No.5"

3. Your husband is full of peaches and plums, so why should he plant many kinds of flowers in front of the hall? _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall

4. "Decline": I am well aware of Song Yu's bitterness, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's "Five Poems on Epic II"

Praise the teacher's words and:

1. Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo branches and is supported by veteran cadres. _ _ _ _ Zheng Xie

2. sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. _ _ _ _ Du Fu

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

Ever since I heard the teacher play, I got up and sat there. _ _ _ _ Han Yu

The world is not a teacher, so it is beneficial to leave. -Liu Zongyuan

6. Once a teacher, always a father. -Guan Hanqing

7. Ancient scholars must be strict with their teachers before they should respect them. —— Ouyang Xiu

8. Scholars must seek teachers, and teachers are essential. -Cheng Yi

9. Teacher, so preach, teach and dispel doubts. -Han Yu

10. Fairy teacher. -Han Yu

1 1. Learning is better than learning. Yang Xiong

12. If you study hard, you will get a teacher, and if you study hard, you will get friends. —— Tang Zhen

13. Gu Shengjun, no disrespect to the teacher. lv buwei

3. What are the poems that praise the teacher?

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

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

3. The most glorious occupation under the sun, the engineer of human soul.

Some people say that teachers are like mountains, because mountains are lofty and revered. I also want to say that teachers are like the sea, because the sea is vast and immeasurable.

I am not your best student, but you are my most respected teacher. In your festival, I want to pay high tribute to you.

6. I can't forget your gentle words, which cleaned up the dust and mud in my heart; I can't forget your mighty east wind-like exhortation and summon up the courage to move forward. Teacher, I am grateful to you all my life!

7. Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Teacher, the engineer of human soul, who won't praise you!

8. You are like a candle. Although thin, but a little hot, a little light, illuminate others, but also exhausted themselves. This selfless dedication is unforgettable.

9. You are a gardener, adding beauty to the mountains and rivers of the motherland; You are like a spring rain, nourishing peaches and plums, and the land of China is full of fragrance. On this festive occasion, let me present a heart flower and express my heartfelt wishes to you.

4. Who has a seven-character poem to praise the teacher?

1. Teachers and friends respect each other like guests.

Only Li Neng repaid the kindness.

Long rope can't tie Youth Day.

And forget the source.

2. The teacher is kind-hearted and thoughtful.

Grace strode to the top of the cloud.

It's hard for you to fall in love with fairyland.

Committed to being able to forget yourself.

3. Learn from others and learn from others.

Politeness, service and leisure

It is difficult to learn from.

Forget your life experience, just like a strange world.

The friendship between teachers and friends is endless.

A festival of temporary dispatch and separation of dragons

The theory that war is hard to win or lose.

Don't forget when Lingshan was born.

Here are four poems, please have a look.

5. Praise the teacher's poem

★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem1:★★★★★ Four spring rains prepare for a rainy day, and several autumn rains wash the gap.

Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon, and chalk writes the spring and autumn without words. Before the spring is old, the silk spits, and the candle tears turn into gray and autumn is thicker.

Peach and plum are sown in three thousand gardens in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits. I love my teacher. A teacher is like a red candle, which ignites the fire in the students' hearts, but burns itself until the red candle turns to ashes.

Teachers, like gardeners, feed our flowers, but work hard for themselves until their physical strength is exhausted. We must become the pillars of the country when we grow up! The teacher is so selfless! Ah! Teacher, we love you! ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 3: ★★★-Teacher, hard work-lead us into the spacious classroom and teach us a wealth of knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.

Who is it-educating naughty people into people who can help others? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts. Who is it-to train young people into mature and sensible teenagers? It is you! Teacher! Your protection makes us grow up healthily.

The autumn season is fruitful. You have worked hard! Teacher! People who work hard in the heat and cold.

You have worked hard! Teacher! Dedicate youth to nothingness. 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 also trying to suck the drizzle and grow.

Teacher-you are like an autumn breeze, blowing the yellow land and calling for rice. We have a bumper harvest. Teacher-in my dark life, you lit the brightest lamp for me; Teacher-you are the guide on my misty life; Teacher-you pointed out the direction for me in my rough life; Teacher-you gave me a pair of powerful wings, let me travel in the world of knowledge! ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 4: ★★★★ 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, teachers' enthusiasm is like the sun, teachers' teaching is like spring rain, teachers' style is like green leaves, teachers' career is like a tree, and our teachers are good. ★★★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 5: ★★★★★★★ You give a flower, I give a flower, let's make a big wreath and give it to my dear teacher and mother.

It is you who gave the seeds, the warmth like sunshine; It was you who watered the seedlings with sweat. Your eyes are like bright stars, shining with charming brilliance; Your singing is like a clear spring, which brings joy to everyone.

Wherever we go, always remember your feelings; No matter where we go. Always remember your words.

Wherever we go, always remember your love; Wherever we go, it will be a flower of yours. Praise the teacher's poem 6: September, as scheduled.

Therefore, the world is brilliant. We sing September, because it is your eternal festival.

We remember September because it was our sincere confession. September is an emotional cup. We hold high our sincere wishes with our hands. Please drink a toast.

The music has been played in September, please accept our gifts in September, all the teachers who are struggling in the education front. I remember your hands were covered with powder. I remember your kind teaching. I remember your new silver hair. Because of you, students can become talents. Because of you, the world is so civilized. You are a bright light to find your tutor for the lost children. You are an angel. Praise the teacher. Psalm 8: Praise the teacher for getting gold from life for others. You can only get your flowers. Gold is the sunrise, your silver is the fifteenth moon, but you are still whistling happily, your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums, you are a candle, shining with faint candlelight; You are a gardener, shedding hard sweat and shining; Ah! Teacher-you trained me to be an adult and let me shine for the motherland; Ah! Teacher-you taught me how to be a man, and your hard work flows in my blood! Teacher, who led us into the spacious classroom with difficulty and taught us rich knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.

Who-who educated naughty us into understanding and helpful people? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts. Who is it-to train young people into mature and sensible teenagers? It is you! Teacher! Your protection makes us grow up healthily.

The autumn season is fruitful. You have worked hard! Teacher! People who work hard in the heat and cold.

You have worked hard! Teacher! Dedicate youth to nothingness. We pay high tribute to you! -You have worked hard, teacher! Miss the gardener. Everything in the past will become a kind nostalgia-teacher, I miss my middle school days, my alma mater, and you ... If time can go back, let me go back to my student days-dear teacher, how I want to listen to your earnest teachings again ... Your voice often rings in my ears after a long time.

6. Praise the teacher's sentence in seven words

1, teacher, you sow spring, ideals and strength with the highest emotional love of human beings.

You gave me your soul, your tenderness and your maternal love. Teacher, you only know how to pay and never want to get it. How can I not show my sincere respect to you? 3. Silkworm has never said anything to brag in her life, and the silver silk 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 evaluation for you.

4, spring rain, dyed the world green, but silently disappeared in the soil. Teacher, you are the spring rain that moistens our hearts, and we will always thank you.

Thank you very much for your careful teaching, and will keep it in mind! 6. If I can fight the blue sky, you gave me wings to fly; If I am a warrior who breaks the waves, you have given me the power to make waves; If I am an immortal torch, it is you who give me the light of youth! If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea. Dedicated to you, my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.

8. Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step. 9. Teacher, thank you for illuminating my life journey with your own light of life.

10 teacher, you are the ocean, I am the shell, and you have given me colorful colors. How can I thank you?

7. Praise the teacher's sentence in seven words

1, teacher, you sow spring, ideals and strength with the highest emotional love of human beings.

2. Give me spirit, gentleness and maternal love. Teacher, you only give and never take. How can I not show my sincere respect to you? 3. Silkworm has never said anything to brag in her life, and the silver silk 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 evaluation for you.

4, spring rain, dyed the world green, but silently disappeared in the soil. Teacher, you are the spring rain that moistens our hearts, and we will always thank you.

Thank you very much for your careful teaching, and will keep it in mind! 6. If I can fight the blue sky, you gave me wings to fly; If I am a warrior who breaks the waves, you have given me the power to make waves; If I am an immortal torch, it is you who give me the light of youth! If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea. Dedicated to you, my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.

8. Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step. 9. Teacher, thank you for illuminating my life journey with your own light of life.

10 teacher, you are the ocean, I am the shell, and you have given me colorful colors. How can I thank you?

8. Praise the teacher's poem, rhyme a little, seven children, preferably original.

1, silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drip the wick dry every night. Untitled time was long before I met her, but even longer after we parted (Tang Li Shangyin)

Spring silkworms don't spin silk until they die, and tear-like wax oil can only drip dry when candles burn to ashes.

2, your husband is full of peaches and plums all over the world, why not plant flowers in front of the hall. -"The Wind and Planting Flowers in Gong Ling Lvyetang" (Tang Bai Juyi)

Pei Gongling's students are all over the world. Where is it necessary to plant flowers in front of the door?

3. "Decline": I am well aware of Song Yu's bitterness, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. -Five Poems about Historical Sites (Part Two) (Du Fu in Tang Dynasty)

Fallen leaves know Song Yuzhi's sorrow, and they are romantic and elegant, which is worthy of being my teacher.

4, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" (Don Du Fu)

With the gentle breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.

5, falling red is not a heartless thing, turning into spring mud to protect flowers. -Ji Hai's Five Miscellaneous Poems (from Qing Palace)

Falling flowers from branches are not heartless things, but turn into spring soil, which can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.

6. Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by old cadres. -Hsinchu (Xie)

Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo, and its growth depends entirely on the old branches.