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Classic Poems on Teachers' Day (7 1)

First, you, the teacher's love, is the greatest and cleanest in the world.

Second, the flowers are warm and the green cows lie down, and the pine cranes sleep. Talk to the teacher, the river has been shrouded in dusk, I want to walk alone in the cold mountain clouds.

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

Fourth, 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.

Five, the wild path is black, and the river boat is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

6. Spreading knowledge means sowing hope and happiness.

Seven, for the country, for the family and for the people, the wind, the sun and the rain. Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, the sun, the moon and the stars will accompany you all your life.

When I asked your students under a pine tree, "My teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs." However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .

Nine, the value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging at the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others.

Ten, the valley is extraordinary, poetry is full of people, painting is full of people, and talents are smiling.

Eleven, 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.

12. Be upright and do things aboveboard. Bringing together heroes from all sides, we will make a name for ourselves and make the world mine.

Thirteen, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

Fourteen, 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.

Laugh at my three idle paths and miss you seven times. The red leaves are flowing, and the wine is endless.

Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness!

Seventeen, love at first sight is too hasty, and the flowers on campus are a few degrees red. Deep friendship is always in the dream of the soul, and deep kindness is always in the heart.

18. Giving timely and appropriately is the skill of a good gardener.

19. Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by veteran cadres. I will come out again the next year and grow taller.

Twenty, the teacher is the fire, igniting the fire in the students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step.

Twenty-one, the void is nowhere, as if it were glass. No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry.

Twenty-two, this selfless dedication is unforgettable.

Teacher, you are the cultivator and sower of beauty.

Twenty-four, a few lines of faint words, thick for a lifetime. I hope that the latecomers can successfully report to the master.

Twenty-five, your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the clear spring.

26. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as exciting as a rushing river.

Twenty-seven, the Green Field Hall is occupied by things, and passers-by refers to your house. Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall?

Twenty-eight 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 when the torch turns to ashes, tears will flow dry.

Twenty-nine, carefully scrutinize the text and chew the essence. Half an acre of square pond is full of running water, so it takes great pains to raise new seedlings.

Thirty, dare to say and do, no regrets. The storm thundered and thundered, and the eyebrows were raised. Who else in the world?

Thirty-one, your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship.

Thirty-two, ah, teacher, your spirit will always remember my heart!

Thirty-three, you are like a candle, although thin, but it has heat and light, illuminating others and exhausting yourself.

Thirty-four, teaching children and teaching women, half a generation is hard. White hair, sweet milk for life.

Thirty-five, spring silk is not old, and autumn candle tears are thicker.

Thirty-six, you are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us, and let us go 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.

37. 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!

Thirty-eight, my teacher, this is your art of education.

39. Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard?

Forty, loyal ministers have no foreign friends, and disciples have the goodness of Cambodia. Once a teacher, always a father.

Forty-one, teacher, open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you!

Forty-two, it is you who shine with beautiful sunshine and moisten with beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers!

Forty-three, 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.

Forty-four, East Palace white bastard, Nansi Zen master. Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.

Forty-five, 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.

Forty-six, black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon, and chalk is speechless to write the spring and autumn.

Forty-seven, and dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.

Forty-eight or four degrees of spring breeze, there are several gaps washed by autumn rain.

Forty-nine, your class is too colorful. Each chapter seems to open a window in front of me, showing me a colorful new world ... Ah, thanks to you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring!

Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you.

51. Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo branches, and it is entirely supported by veteran cadres. New students will be born next year, and ten dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi.

Fifty-two, look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you!

Fifty-three, spring sowing peach and plum 3000 nursery, Qiu Lai fruitful China.

Fifty-four, those towering skyscrapers are carefree and don't remember the years. Dial the clouds to find the ancient road, lean against the trees and listen to the flowing water.

55. Keep a close eye on the Wan Li world and have an infinite future. The world was shocked by this prodigy who returned to Yaotai.

Fifty-six, good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

Fifty-seven, it's you, teacher. You are a great gardener!

Fifty-eight, 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.

Fifty-nine, Kyushu is angry and thunderous, and thousands of troops are sad. I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain norms to belittle more people.

Sixty, falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers.

Sixty-one, Spring Silkworm has never said anything to brag about in her life. The silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life.

62. 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. Not far from her charming mountain, oh, bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea.

Sixty-four is like Mengyaotai. I know the jade girl is coming. The singer is far away, and the flowers are lingering.

Sixty-five, desire is the pillar, heaven, earth and sea. I've been running here and there for half my life, and now I'm sailing, and Yao Lu Mountain is high and long.

Sixty-seven, 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.

Sixty-eight, you are busy with flowers, fruits are ripe, and leaves are hanging silently!

Sixty-nine, your teaching career, there are countless proud and happy memories, but you cherish it in your heart, just staring at a garden to be developed.

Seventy, regardless of Qin Xin's cold inkstone, the peach is ripe and the plum is ripe and residual. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people.

Seventy-one, a respected, knowledgeable and valuable hero. The weather, location and people are harmonious, and the pen is amazing.

Poetry about Teachers' Day

Classic farewell poem (7 1)

First of all, if girls are asked to pay tribute to the fibers they weave, or farmers quarrel over taro. -Wang Wei's "Bao Zizhou makes Li"

Second, I am disappointed that Xiaoying lost the moon. I want to say goodbye to it and be soundproof from now on. -Wei Zhuang's Lotus Cup, Remember the Flowers of that Year.

Third, I once bid farewell to the Beauty Bridge, but I hope I haven't heard from you since. -Liu Yuxi's Yang Liuzhi

Fourth, from the temple, in the depths of bamboo, came the low sound of evening bells. -Liu Changqing's "Send Master Che Ling"

5. Forget the Phoenix, serve the country, and take a massage. -Wang Wei's "Sending the Zhao viceroy to Daizhou to get the green word"

Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving. -Li Bai's departure in a hotel in Nanjing

Seven, the bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up by your side as a child. -Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xielou Farewell School Book Shu Yun"

Eight, we finally met in the flowers, and we parted in the flowers. Today, the flowers have been in bloom for one year. -Wei, "To My Friends and"

9. Our general endured every kind of pain and hardship and was ordered to solve the dust on the border. -Cen Can's "Song of the Wheel Tower" bid farewell to Feng, the general of the Western Expedition

Ten, the iron horse red flag cold sunset, so that you still send the border town. -Zhou Zizhi's "Linjiang Xian, Send Gwangju to the King"

Xi。 Who needs to aspire to a world beyond this world? Here, in the crowd, are purple hills. -A poem engraved by Han in Youxian Temple.

Twelve, don't yan dan here, strong men for the crown. -Luo "Yu Yishui gives people away"

Thirteen, Xin Jianghai spent his whole life traveling south to Wan Li. It was a ship. -Deng Shan's "Yan Jiangyue Zhong Yiyan Farewell"

Fourteen years old, slow and reluctant, I waited day after day, until now I have to leave. -Meng Haoran bid farewell to Wang Wei

15. In order to spend a day without fire on a river in the south, you mended your spring clothes in these northern cities ...-Wang Weiqian was tied back to China after failing the list.

Sixteen, although Xinjiang is heavy at sea, it is a car book. -The article "Send Bohai Jun Home"

Seventeen, the wind blows my heart and hangs the West Xianyang tree. -Li Bai's "Jinxiang sends Wei Ba Xijing"

Eighteen, the geese come without evidence, and the dream circuit is difficult. -Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le, Don't Come to Spring Half"

Nineteen, the language of other mountains, a hundred kinds of acacia, when heartbroken? -Shi Naian's butterfly lovers, a message from another mountain

Twenty, six purlins drifted privately, and one left Luo Jing for more than ten years. -Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Biedong University"

Twenty-one, Tianshan snow clouds often don't open, and there are thousands of peaks and mountains. -Cen Can's "Tianshan Snow Song Send Xiao Zhi into Beijing"

22. The sweat of the snow evaporates on horseback, freezing the pattern of the five-flowered coin and your challenge from the camp, the ink bottle from the ice. -Cen Can The Journey to the West

On the 23rd, the moon fell behind an abandoned fortress, leaving a cluster on an ancient gate. -Si Kongshu's "To a Friend" was bound to go north after the rebellion

Twenty-four, one door becomes three fires, and the world is full of red dust. -Su Shi's "Lin Jiangxian sends money to Mu Fu"

Twenty-five, full of blue sky today, Ken Ercao, grievances are close to you. -Zhang Xin Lang sent Hu Bangheng to NSW.

Twenty-six, Danyang national ceremony sent a boat, I do not know the autumn of the two places. -Wei Yan's "Danyang Send Wei to Join the Army"

27. We talked about what happened in the tide until the bell rang at dusk. -Yi Lee and her brother-in-law met briefly but happily. "Meeting by chance, just for parting."

Twenty-eight, be closer to Xiangtan, the disease is unbearable. -Lv Benzhong's "Lianzhou Yangshan Return to the Road"

Twenty-nine, from hating the Spring Festival, acacia is difficult to continue. -Ning He's "Bodhisattva Manyuemei Half Dismantling Light Cold"

Thirty, the mountain starts from the human face, and the cloud is beside the horse's head. -Li Bai's "Send Friends to Shu"

Thirty-one, the smoke cage builds the blue sky, and the bright moon flies south. -Wang Bo's "Two Farewells to Jiangting jathyapple"

Thirty-two, the tide of the lonely river joined the dark sky, and the ferryman boarded his boat. It's getting late and we can't sail. -Li Wei "A Farewell to My Friend Chen"

Set sail at Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with people in the south. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry"

Thirty-four, the most hasty resignation of the temple day, Jiaofang still played farewell songs, crying for Gong E-Li Yu's "broken child, Forty Years of Home Country"

Thirty-five, couples in Shihao Village don't want it. There are more tears than those in the Palace of Eternal Life. -Ma Wei of Yuan Mei

Thirty-six years old, don't just talk about Wu Dong. After more than three years, I got the Guangzhou Book. -Xu Zaisi "Yangchun Qu is always in my heart"

Thirty-seven, the flowers are thick and rotten, and the willows are light and bright. Send hops to our bank before drinking them. -Ouyang Xiu's "Don't Chu"

Thirty-eight, the willow looks like silk at first glance, so the garden is in late spring. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, Ask Why You Stay"

Until dusk, when the snow overwhelmed our tent, our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

Forty, the Yangtze River is green in spring and lotus leaves are as big as money. -Zhang Ji's "Spring Biequ"

Forty-one, the newly boiled wine returns to the mountain, and the yellow chicken pecks the millet, and the autumn fat. -Li Bai's "Nanling children don't go to Beijing"

Forty-two, * * changed into good wine, and Li Sao dumped her with a smile. —— Wang Yucheng's Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival

Forty-three, where is the blue sky, jade cold light. -Zhang Wei "Leaving Yan Ting, the area is picturesque"

44. But let's drink to the guest who came home from the camp and play the savage pipa, guitar and harp for him. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

Forty-five, this body is like a house, where is my hometown. -Su Shi's "Linjiang Fairy, Send Your Majesty to Seal the Hou"

Forty-six, the bamboo stream is green, and the lotus flower is fragrant in the mirror. -Li Bai's "Don't Store in it"

Forty-seven, obviously as small as aloes, a sad and difficult to draw. -Na Lanxingde's "Yu Zhonghao, send a small photo of Fen Liang Nanye"

Forty-eight, Fusang is old, and his home is in Fusang East. -Wei Zhuang's "Send Japanese monks to worship dragons"

Forty-nine, Shuiyue is as quiet as your faith, and the fish and dragons chant with you. -Qian Qi's "Send Monks to Japan"

50. Dusk in Nagato in the sound of cuckoo. -Liu Chenweng's "Warrior Lanling Soldiers Send Spring"

5 1. But the new year will definitely bring us the nectar from heaven. Cheer up and we will be reunited soon! . Gao Shi demoted Li and Wang and moved to the middle of summer and Changsha.

Fifty-two, Yijun is far away in Xiaoxiang Moon. In my dream, I smell that I am long and I am sad. -Wang Changling's "Send Wei"

Fifty-three, but the flowering period is negative every year! In spring, only sadness is arranged to send home in spring. -Zhang Huiyan's "Seeing Huan, Falling Flowers Every Year"

54. The guests came from Chang 'an and returned to Chang 'an. -Li Bai's "Jinxiang sends Wei Ba Xijing"

Fifty-five, the bow becomes stiff, almost impossible to pull out, and it is difficult to protect the iron clothes. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

Fifty-six, the moon rises in Emei and shines on the sea, following the appearance of Wan Li. -Li Bai's "Emei Mountain Moon Song Send Monks to Beijing"

Fifty-seven times, I know where it is. -Zhang Xin Lang sent Hu Bangheng to NSW.

Fifty-eight, wandering to the end of the wine, staying undressed. -Qin Guan's "Chitose, Beyond the Sand by the Water"

Fifty-nine, but by slow string songs. -Yan's "butterfly lovers, Dream into Jiangnan Smoky Waterway"

Sixty, Chibi rocks wave through the ages, and bronze cymbals jathyapple. -Xin Qiji's "Man Jianghong sent Li to Shu"

61. Cang Cang Gui, our land is in southern Hunan. -Han Yu's "Sending Doctor Yan from Guizhou to Nanzi"

Sixty-two, April was today last year, when we left you. -Wei Zhuang's "The Female Crown, April"

Sixty-three, I have been away from my hometown for many years, and I have been half exhausted recently. -What's "Two Hometown Couplets"

Sixty-four, thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows geese and snow. -Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Biedong University"

Sixty-five, I can't bear to see the broken city in the residual photos of Wu Hua, a Shu bird. -Deng Shan's "Yan Jiangyue Zhong Yiyan Farewell"

66. After a night in Shan Yu, hundreds of silky waterfalls will appear on every mountain top. -Wang Wei's "Bao Zizhou makes Li"

Sixty-seven, water attracts eyes, and mountains gather eyebrows. -Wang Guan's "Operator, Send Bao Haoran to East Zhejiang"

Sixty-eight, the night rain and the wind are crazy, destroying the fragrance of the West Garden. -Aruvi's "Xiang Fei Fen, Night Rain and Wind Crazy"

69. I wonder, when can we lift our cups again and walk on the moon like we did last night? . -Du Fu's Farewell to General Yan at the Station

Seventy miles by the moon, wild geese come to Tatar, Huai Harrison is thin, and Nanshan is wider. -Liu Changqing's "Re-discussion on Leaving Gui Jiang to Xue and Liu"

Seventy-one, only lovesickness is like spring scenery, and Jiangnan Jiangbei will send you home. -Wang Wei's "Send Shenzi to Jiangdong"

Classic famous sentences about Teachers' Day

1. If the teacher is a tree, I am a shade. If the teacher is a lamp, I just can't bear to light a wick. If the teacher is a star, I am a star in the heart of a star. May you be safe and healthy and have a happy holiday!

2, every day, every moment, every second, you don't admire vanity, fuck your heart. On this day, this moment, this second, I am full of gratitude and send my best wishes to. Teacher's day, teacher, you have worked hard!

Send my warm wishes with this short message on this day that belongs to you? Bring my sincere greetings. May my blessing wash away the fatigue of your work? A greeting takes away the troubles around you, teacher. Happy holidays!

4. Some people say that you are a candle, burning yourself and illuminating others. But I hope you are an immortal star. Only by staying bright forever can we illuminate more people! So, you should take good care of yourself. Happy Teachers' Day!

5, teacher, no matter where I go, I will always remember your feelings, your words, your love, remember that I used to be your flower, and now it is your fruit!

6. Spread knowledge, give wisdom, spread infinite hope and plant happiness. Teacher, you are so great and selfless. I admire you, admire you, thank you!

7. You gave the seeds sunshine warmth. Did you water the seedlings with sweat or did you take care of the flowers? What can I thank you for? My dear teacher!

8. Now, the sky has become our territory, and we will never forget that you gave us the faith and strength to fly. Teacher! 120 thousand respects to you!

9. I want to repay the teacher's gratitude for his inheritance with the warmest love, bless the teacher with the deepest care, and make everything smooth and happy with the most grateful actions. Teacher's Day, send my most sincere wishes!

10, an ordinary life is also a great life, and a troubled life is also a happy life. I have made great contributions, but I have never worked hard. There are gains, but never care about gains and losses. This is the teacher, every night the candle will cry the wick away!

1 1, regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, when peaches are ripe and plums are ripe, it is easier to plant flowers than to educate people. The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.

12, I remembered everything in my mind again. I hate missing it every time. The world today is irrefutable evidence. Because of your birthday, teacher, I love you. Happy birthday!

13, Teacher's Day, the flowers for teachers can be gladiolus carnation, sunflower, lily and chrysanthemum. Insert it into a flower blue or bouquet to show respect and blessing.

14, just for you, write a poem of gratitude, play a movement of praise and dance a blessing. Today is your special performance-Happy Teachers' Day! Please allow me to sincerely express my love to you today! Please allow me to express my long-hidden feelings at this moment: thank you! My dear teacher, happy holidays!

15 and the feelings of several years are engraved in my memory. Your kindness to me, your earnest words, can't express my gratitude to you in one day. Thank you!

16, when I stepped into the school gate, you gave me endless care. When I stepped out of school, you had given your all. Teacher, you are very lucky!

17 teacher, you are like a mountain to shelter me from the wind and rain, you are like the sea to be tolerant and caring for me, and you are like a pole to shoulder my heavy responsibility. You gave me your love in obscurity. Teacher's Day, I wish you good health and never get old!

18, years have passed, we have all grown up, but your sideburns are gray. We can only say to you: give it a peach, give it a plum, teacher, happy Teacher's Day!

19, you are an umbrella, holding up a sky for us; You are a bright light, illuminating the road of life for us; You are the source of wisdom and the soul of progress! On the occasion of Teacher's Day, I wish you good health and unlimited happiness!

20. When we pick the harvest fruit, what you leave for yourself is the white hair on the temples dyed with chalk ash. Salute to you, dear teacher, happy holidays!

2 1, sincere, romantic and warm wishes, the teacher is close and warm, and the signature comes from the lover and relatives of the students. The content can be long or short, but the wish is the same: Teacher's Day is coming, I wish teachers a happy holiday!

22. Say hello gently. I don't want to disturb you. I just want to know if you're okay. Good health is the greatest comfort for students. Thank you for everything!

Today's festival reminds me of you again. The past of my absence from you is always mentioned over and over again. Our story is destined to be an eternal memory. You and I are no longer children and willful. On the road of life, we are good teachers and friends, happy together, only for you and me, only for Teacher's Day.

24. You taught me knowledge; You taught me to understand life; It's you, show me the way! Now, I use the strokes you taught me to weave a short message full of blessings: Happy holidays, teacher!

25. Teacher, every word of your words has crossed my blank heart. It is you who let me cultivate a green dream and give me the courage to realize it!