Poetry of teacher-student relationship

1, the sorrowful day is slanting, and the whip points to the end of the world. 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.

2. the green field hall occupies five flowers, and passers-by point out the public. Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall?

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind has started and a hundred flowers have blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

4. No matter the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied. After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet?