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Guiding words: Thank you to the teacher, give me tenacious wings, fly to the ocean of knowledge, and let the book grow with me. Let's recite a poem in praise of the selfless teacher, so what are the modern poems that praise the teacher?
You taught me the most simple words, and I used them to write the most beautiful verses;
You taught me to use formulas and theorems, and I used them to solve life's problems;
You told me not to be greedy for fame and fortune, I understand that this is the truth of life;
You told me to be affectionate and righteous, and I kept you in my heart with sincerity.
In this festival that belongs to you, I want to say thank you, teacher, it was for my study, and it was always you who suffered from late night work;
In this festival that belongs to you, I want to say thank you, the red pair of hooks poured out your love, but also left traces of your wisdom.
You've taught'The most simple word, I use to describe the true meaning of life;
The formulas and theorems you taught, I learned how to be myself;
The white chalk you used for your board book was originally used to pass on knowledge;
You said that it was natural to solve doubts and teach karma, but now you are drowning in the crowd.
In this festival that belongs to you, I want to say thank you, teacher, you taught me to study hard, but it is difficult to find your footprints in the township;
In this festival that belongs to you, I want to say that the teacher blesses you, wishes you a smooth work in the future, and all the best in your ordinary life!
Teacher September wind.
Blowing yellow chrysanthemum.
Blowing incense cinnamon.
Blowing the gray hair on your temples too.
In the light and shadow of the flowing years.
It was as if I was back in your class.
Your hands are covered with chalk dust.
Guiding us into one after another.
A colorful world.
Your kind words.
Soothing our once restless hearts.
Your encouraging eyes.
Accompany us through those unforgettable green years.
You are in the soil of our hearts.
Sow the seeds of truth, goodness and beauty.
It is your beacon of knowledge.
illuminates the path of our lives.
I know the three-foot podium.
It's the place you love the most.
Solve doubts and teach. It is your most persistent pursuit.
Have students all over the world.
It's your life's wish.
There is a way, there is an end to the ends of the earth.
Only the teacher's grace lasts forever.
In this beautiful September.
Your festival.
Let me write about gratitude in words.
Dedicated to my eternal teacher.
Dear Teacher.
You are like a diligent gardener.
More like our mom.
In the days when we were growing up.
You burn youth.
Silent dedication. Build a sky without haze for us.
Gradually, we grew up.
But wrinkles creep up your face.
The merciless wind and frost have stained your black hair white.
Whoever says an inch of grass will repay Sanchunhui.
Your efforts. I can't say enough for three days and three nights.
Your kindness to us.
No matter what we do, it's hard to reciprocate.
Teacher's Day is just around the corner.
Dear Teacher.
Let me say that.
Teacher, you've done a great job.
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Modern poems in praise of the teacher are as follows:1. Your words and deeds are particularly precious, allowing us to walk more steadily.
2. The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep, but the teacher's love is higher than the sky.
3. You are a magician who gathers sand into a tower, casting each student into an unusual hero.
4. Prepare for class with lanterns, just to let students fly higher and farther.
5. Your gaze is as broad as the ocean, and your gesture is as warm as the sun.
6. Ten years of trees and a hundred years of people, the hard work of teachers makes us understand the truth and beauty.
7. The teacher is a gardener, sowing seeds of hope and waiting for them to thrive.
8. Teaching and educating people, your hard work has brought us endless joy and gratitude.
9. A real teacher is not only a teacher who teaches and solves doubts, but also a guide who guides us forward.
10. The road is long, but with the guidance of the teacher, we will be able to reach the peak of the future.
11. There is great beauty in heaven and earth, and the teacher is one of them.
12. The unparalleled talent illuminates the future of students.
13. Ignite the flame in the hearts of students with true feelings, so that they can roam the blue sky of freedom in the future.
14. You are the brightest star in our life, guiding us to success.
15. Teachers are the embodiment of kindness and wisdom, and they have built a solid bridge for us in the journey of life.
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Who are <>. I am willing to be a spring silkworm and spit out all the silver silk to weave the spring scene.
Willing to dedicate blood to cultivate talents?
Who are <>. May it be a red candle to light the flame of wisdom for future generations.
Turning Ganlin to cultivate peaches and plums and water the ideal flowers?
It's you. A piece of chalk, two sleeves of fresh breeze.
Three-foot podium, sunny and rainy all year round.
It's you. Conscientiously cultivate peach and plum all over the world.
Diligent and diligent have created pillars all over China.
Teacher. You are a gardener and a gardener, adding show to the motherland.
Your ingenuity and skillful hands raise peaches and plums to add fragrance to the four modernizations.
Ten volumes of poems and nine chapters of Pythagorean.
Eight Sowensi, seven latitude geography.
A whip is the sorrow of the world.
The cheeks are frosty and the temples are condensed in the spring and autumn of the world.
Wisps of wind and rain moisten the peach.
A piece of heart, a little love, teaching and educating people.
Dripping sweat. Sincerity peach and plum fang world.
A little effort. Diligent cultivation of talents.
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