Write a poem that the teacher has worked hard.

A: Write a poem that the teacher has worked hard for?

1, teaching is like spring breeze, teachers are like the sea, peaches and plums are everywhere, and spring is everywhere.

2, ancient scholars must be strict with their teachers, and teachers must be strict and respectful.

3. Those who drink its stream are pregnant with its source, and those who learn it are read by my teacher.

4. Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by old cadres. New students will be born next year, and ten dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi.

5. 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?

6, good rain knows the season, when spring occurs. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

7, teacher, so preach, teach, and solve doubts.

8. The night is quiet and leisurely, and a bright lamp is accompanied by a book boat. I worked hard at my desk at night, and my teacher's morality set an example. Everything stayed.

9. Peach and Plum Garden was sown in spring, and Qiu Lai achieved fruitful results in China.

10, falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.

1 1, the jade pot keeps the ice heart, and the brush writes the teacher's soul. Enthusiasm is like a father's language, and talk like a friend.

12, the anger of Kyushu depends on the wind and thunder, and the sorrow of a thousand horses. I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain norms to belittle more people.

13. Look at the Wan Li world and the infinite future. The world was shocked by this prodigy who returned to Yaotai.

14. After all the flowers are picked into honey, you will work hard for your sweet people.

15, standing on the seven-foot platform at sunrise, busy at night under the lamp. Do your best to water, the leaves are green, the flowers are red, and the spleen is fragrant.

16, falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.

17, Dong Gong Bai bastard, Nansi Zen master. Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.

18, respected, knowledgeable, looking forward to heroes. The weather, location and people are harmonious, and the pen is amazing.

19, the silk is not old in spring, and the candle tears are thicker in autumn.

20. The teacher took Tianchi water and sprinkled it in the soil to raise new seedlings.