Poems dedicated to teachers, modern poems are the best, and they should be famous

There are no ancient poems, only modern poems.

The jade pot has an ice heart.

Zhu pen writes the soul of the master.

Earnest as a father's word.

Yin Yin is like a friend.

Light lines.

Thick wipe a lifetime of people.

Hope for the latecomers.

Successfully report to the master.

Who can be born to know, who can not learn to become a genius?

My growth and progress are inseparable from the care of my teachers.

A poem dedicated to a teacher.

September, the golden season;

September, the season of warmth;

September, the season of flowers;

September, the season of innocence.

Facing the gentle breeze of September, we came to nature and picked a bouquet of flowers for the teacher.

Pick a wisp of laughter and give it to the teacher.

September 10th is your holiday, all the Young Pioneers wish together.

May you be happy forever.

I can't forget your pleasant demeanor on the podium;

I can't forget your hard work under the night light;

I can't forget your amiable smile;

I can't forget your conscientious and responsible spirit.

It is you who lead us to the ship of knowledge;

It is you who teach us how to swim in the ocean of knowledge.

In the future, no matter how amazing our achievements are, you will always be our teacher.

In the face of our red scarves of the new era, you only have a smile, and your troubles and sorrows are forever left to the days of solitude, do you think we don't know anything?

Dear teacher, you have worked hard!

Your dedication, your hard work.

We can see it.

Look, the bright red scarf is as red as fire!

Floating in every corner of the motherland.

In the land of 9.6 million square kilometers, every red scarf is a beating note, let's sing!

Let's jump!

September, as scheduled.

The world is splendid.

We sing about September because it's your eternal holiday.

We remember September because it is our sincere confession.

In September, it was a cup full of love, and we raised it high with both hands.

In a sincere blessing, please toast.

The September movement has been played, please accept our September gift, all the teachers who are working the education front, thank you.

Five peerless distant teachers Tang Bai Juyi.

The white concubine of the East Palace, the Zen master of the South Temple disturbed the brigade.

Where to see each other from afar, when there is nothing to do.

Five Absolute Reward Teacher: Tang Liu Shang.

The void has no place, as if it were glass.

Who arrives in the poetry realm, and the Zen heart passes the poem.

The jade pot has an ice heart.

Zhu pen writes the soul of the master.

Earnest as a father's word.

Yin Yin is like a friend.

Light lines.

Thick wipe a lifetime of people.

Hope for the latecomers.

Successfully report to the master.

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless.

The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry.

Xiaojing but the clouds and temples have changed, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight.

There is no way to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent to visit.

Ode to the Teacher. The four spring breezes are prepared, and several autumn rains wash the gap.

Black hair accumulates frost and weaves the sun and moon, and chalk writes spring and autumn without words.

The silk spits out the spring and is not old, and the candle tears become gray and the autumn is thicker.

Three thousand peach and plum gardens are sown in spring, and fruits are full of fruit in autumn.

Six pieces of Tianjingsha.

1 Long Beginnings.

If you want to be a pillar of talent, the sky, land and sea.

Half a lifetime is busy, and now it is sailing far away, and the road is far away.

2 Teacher Kuang Huanxue.

Degao Hongru is erudite and respects heroes and heroes.

The time and place are favorable, and the pen is like a magic, which is amazing.

3 Wang Bencheng.

Dare to say and act, no resentment, no hatred and no regrets.

The storm and thunder, exhalation and eyebrows, who else in the world will I be?

4 Hui Lan Pavilion.

For the country, for the family and for the people, the wind and the sun and rain.

The blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, the sun, the moon and the stars are accompanied by a lifetime of pursuit.

5 Diagram of the Pipe.

Be upright and upright, and do things brightly.

Bringing together the heroes of the stool Quartet, the division is famous, and the world is at my disposal.

6 Yat-sen diagram.

Mind the world and look to the infinite future.

swaying the genius of the world, re-ascending to Yaotai, the world was shocked.

The four spring breezes are prepared, and several autumn rains wash the gap.

Black hair accumulates frost and weaves the day and friends of the month, and the chalk writes the spring and autumn without words.

The silk spits out the spring and is not old, and the candle tears become gray and the autumn is thicker.

Three thousand peach and plum gardens are sown in spring, and fruits are full of fruit in autumn.

It is better to learn than to be a teacher. - Yang Xiong.

Sage Impermanence. -Han yu.

Teachers are easy to meet, but teachers are hard to meet. - Sima Guang.

The ancient holy king, there is no one who does not respect the teacher. --Lü Buwei.

The world is not a teacher, so the way is good. - Sogen Yanagi.

Scholars must seek teachers, and teachers must not be cautious. --Cheng Yi.

A teacher for one day, a father for life. --Guan Hanqing.

Learning is valuable as a teacher, and it is also valuable as a friend. --Tang Zhen.

For learning, it is more important to respect the teacher. -Tan.

The scholars of the ancients must be strict with their teachers, and the teachers will be strict and then the Taoists. --Ouyang Xiu.

There is no noble and cheap, no long and no less, the Tao exists, and the teacher exists. -Han yu.

Threesomes must have my teacher; Choose those who are good and follow them, and change those who are not good. -Confucius. Reference.