A poem dedicated to the teacher

In daily study, work and life, everyone has collected poems that impress him deeply. Poetry has the characteristics of harmonious phonology, distinct rhythm and catchy mouth. There are many kinds of poems, you know? The following is a poem I dedicated to my teacher. Welcome to share it.

Poetry for teachers 1 If I were a painter,

I want to draw the most beautiful picture,

Dedicated to the teacher,

Then write touching words!

If I were a poet,

I want to write the best words,

Give it to the teacher,

Tell her again: I miss you very much!

If I were a magician,

I want to get rid of the teacher's troubles,

Make her happy every day!

If I were a big tree,

I want to bear the sweetest fruit,

Choose for the teacher,

Let the teacher quench his thirst again!

If I were a little flower,

I want to produce the most fragrant and beautiful flowers,

Growing up in the classroom,

So you can never leave your arms!

Because,

Love you very much!

Youyou: Mom, I'm going to primary school?

Mom: Well, I want to be a pupil when I grow up!

Youyou: But I don't want to leave my teacher in our class. I love them!

Mom: What do you want to say to the teacher?

Youyou:

Teacher Geng, your words are the best, very warm, like mom!

Teacher Yu, your method is the most wonderful and interesting, like magic!

Teacher Wang, your piano is the most beautiful and lovely, like a stream!

Miss Zhao, your dance is the most beautiful and beautiful, like a peacock!

Teacher, I'm going to primary school. I don't want to be separated from you and the children.

However, my mother said that everyone can grow up like this, and I don't want to grow up.

Because we grew up in a world without you, if only we were together forever!

Teacher's poem 2: What makes your bright eyes lose their luster?

What caused your temples to frost?

What makes your face climb the brand of life?

What makes your youth get older and older?

Some people say that you are a candle, burning yourself only to illuminate others;

Some people say that you are a spring silkworm, and you are all dead, just to leave warmth for the world;

Some people say you are a ewe. I ate grass and squeezed out sweet milk.

Some people say that you are a treasure, which enriches the soul and straightens the backbone of those who seek knowledge.

I said you are more like water, air and sunshine.

The world would be lifeless without you.

The earth would be dark without you.

Day after day, you walk into the same classroom again and again;

Year after year, how many eager eyes you send to greet.

You are determined and willing to be poor;

You are infatuated and willing to pay.

But your poverty is welcomed by all love;

And what you pay for is the fragrance of peaches and plums.

A bright red teacher qualification certificate becomes the sail of your voyage life;

A few kind teacher's calls will warm your chest.

Although a piece of chalk is small, you have drawn a magnificent picture;

Although the three-foot platform is narrow, you have cultivated a piece of spring.

It is you who taught me to think and dispelled the haze of my blind area of knowledge;

You taught me how to be a man and how to meet the future;

I don't have a moving voice, and I can't sing my gratitude to you;

I don't have gorgeous words, so it's hard to express your brilliant life.

I borrow a number couplet from the sages.

As a song dedicated to the teacher:

A piece of chalk, clean hands,

Three-foot platform, sunny and rainy all year round,

Plus ten creams from Jiu Si,

Teaching by example is better than teaching by words, and dripping sweat is the sincerity of the world;

Ten volumes of poetry and prose, nine chapters of Pythagoras,

Keywords eight-way Vince, seven-latitude geography,

Plus six arts, five classics, four books, three words, two elegance and one heart,

I worked tirelessly to teach and do my bit to educate Britain and make China prosperous.

Poem 3 for the teacher: The Road to Dark Life,

I am a broad-minded and knowledgeable Chinese teacher.

Made the brightest enlightenment lamp when I was growing up.

Pointed out the way forward for me.

Every time I have a dying heart

To face the misunderstood sadness and pain.

You told me not to be sad, to be clean,

Clean hands need not be washed.

Whenever I hesitate,

You helped me point out the maze.

Teach me not to look at others and go my own way.

Be a person who gets out of the mud and doesn't get stained.

Whenever I cry in pain,

You dried my tears.

Told me to straighten out my emotions,

Where there are people, there are right and wrong.

Whenever I am sad and silent,

You taught me not to rejoice in things and not to grieve for myself.

When you are proud, don't be too happy;

Don't be too depressed when you are frustrated.

Chinese teacher, my Chinese teacher!

A short year passed quietly.

How many classes are there? How many evening self-study classes?

How many days do you rest?

I was stolen by ignorant people.

Chinese teacher, I will always thank you!

In my darkest days,

You have helped me overcome difficulties again and again,

You gave me the courage to face difficulties,

You taught me to be a person who is not afraid of failure.

Poems dedicated to teachers in April and September

When the branches are full of fruits.

A hymn without regrets

Resounded all over the world.

Sing about our beloved teacher.

Thank you for spreading knowledge.

You are like a gentle breeze and drizzle in spring.

Nourish flowers and irrigate the earth

You're sweating

Cultivate peaches, plums and flowers.

Your tall and straight spine

Carrying the heavy responsibility of educating the country.

Regardless of wind, frost, rain and snow

Extremely hot or cold

You always greet the first light of dawn.

Under a candle lit in the dark

There is a photo of you writing a paper on your desk.

In front of the three-foot platform

Every day, you teach convincingly.

a blackboard

Strong font.

Teach us to learn.

Innovative, realistic, enterprising and hard-working.

The teacher used strict father's loving mother's feelings

teach by precept and example

Let us know

Friendship, unity and mutual assistance

You gave your youth to your children.

Burn yourself to light our way forward.

You use your hands covered with powder

Hold up the hope of tomorrow

The new white hair on your forehead

Witness your noble dedication.

This is about this country.

You are like a big tree.

The blue sky overhead shed green.

Silently protect childlike innocence and benefit the society

today

This is your festival.

We use the truest heart.

Sing the song of September

Say thanks.

A thousand words are gathered in it.

teacher

Please accept our blessing.

May happiness walk with you.

Poetry 5 given to teachers in primary school, you are the flower in our hearts;

In middle school, you are our study partner;

At that time, you were the sail of our life;

Spring has come, and you are a hungry heart watered by spring rain;

Flower-like teachers make us have the mood of love and strive to be in full bloom for it;

The same teacher, we have a beautiful youth, not worried about seeking knowledge and seeking truth;

Sail-like teachers give us a beacon of life, build up courage in life and learn to stand on our own feet in adversity;

Teachers, like spring rain, make us feel like nectar, leaving a series of solid footprints in the construction of a well-off society;

In my short teaching career, I also learned flowers, companions, sails and spring rain.

My parents felt sorry for me when I left the podium. When they saw me, they all said, what a pity! "In fact, you are the most suitable teacher ..."

I like that evaluation; I am even more grateful to the flowers, my companions, the sails and the spring rain-it was my teacher who gave me that evaluation!

The enlightenment of that flower cultivated our good study habits;

Peer education aroused our strong thirst for knowledge;

The guidance of that ship inspires us to pursue the truth, goodness and beauty of life;

Wet spring rain enriches the connotation and quality of our life;

Studying, making money, having fun and being old will benefit us all our lives.

Preschool education, news photography, news writing ...

We continue to charge; We absorb water like sponges, and the teacher blooms when he sees the class; We are not ashamed to ask questions and are willing to continue to be teachers' partners; We overcome the obstacles of "wisdom", eyes and ears, and raise the sails of life with mentors and friends; That flower, that companion, that sail, that spring rain-teacher, dear teacher, please accept the heartfelt wishes of the students in the global village!

Poetry for the teacher, six flowers for the teacher.

Happily ushered in the holiday,

We came to the field to pick flowers.

Flowers dot the green fields-

What a beautiful picture of spring!

Suddenly, I remembered my teacher.

At the moment, she is sitting alone under the window. ......

-dyed the teacher's hair hard,

Holidays are never free.

Doesn't the teacher love flowers?

We should pick the most beautiful flowers for her,

With a sincere heart,

Please accept it with the loving teacher!

Gently walked to the teacher's window,

She is marking in her exercise book.

Blue handwriting is like a green field,

Red comment on writing is like clusters of flowers. ......

Ah! A picture more beautiful than a field,

Show it under the teacher's window;

Bright flowers are full of fragrance,

Dazzling colors radiate brilliance. ......

Maybe you don't have to offer flowers,

The children's ideas have been expressed.

Poem 7 for the teacher lingers in the autumn wind.

Walking in the rain at night

Red candle, I think of you.

Think of your passion for illuminating others.

Think of you burning your beauty.

From Tang poetry

I read it.

The bitter silence in your heart

Excerpt from the preface of Red Candle

I realized that

Life should be associated with dedication.

Red candle, I know your pain.

Out of my heart

This is a drop of deep red blood.

Perhaps, you have warmed others.

I am alone in the wind and rain.

Maybe, you light up the night.

I was forgotten by people.

sunny day

Red candle, you were born to burn.

No regrets, no noise.

In the joy of people

It embodies the value of life.

Your sublimity lies in

Tears, loyalty.

Your greatness lies in

Illuminate others and sacrifice yourself.