Famous sayings praising teachers' profession

1. Poetry praising teachers' profession

Poetry about praising teachers' profession 1. Words, poems and famous sayings praising teachers' work.

Teachers are engineers of the human soul-Stalin and the silkworm in spring must spin until they die, and the wick must be drained every night-Li Shangyin is the most outstanding engineer of the human soul under the sun; Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others.

Three-foot platform, three-inch tongue, three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums, ten years of trees, ten years of wind and rain, and a hundred thousand pillars are the models of our living parents and teachers! Our parents raised us and our teachers educated us! Praise the teacher's famous sayings, sentences and poems 1. Your work is today, but it is building the motherland's tomorrow; Your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. 2. Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last forever.

On the road from naivety to maturity, from ignorance to civilization, you opened the way for us with the torch of life. The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day. A good teacher is better than thousands of books.

Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened a lot of confusion, cultivated a lot of self-confidence, ignited a lot of youth and destroyed many sails. 7, the crane hair silver silk reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood to open new flowers.

8. Once a teacher, always a father. 9. The gift of a speech is also my teacher.

10, gardener, lofty title, I wish you peaches and plums all over the world and spring glow. 1 1. The river pushes us to the vast sea, and the dawn brings us a bright morning; Dear teacher, you have led us to a brilliant life.

12 teacher, people say that you are a pillar of the motherland, not that you are a pillar of the motherland, but that you support the backbone of our generation. 13. Teachers are the cultivators and sowers of beauty.

It's you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, and making our hearts green. 14, your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the spring water.

Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.

15, teacher, the light of wisdom that emanates from us will always shine with the spark that you lit with your own hands.

2. Praise the teacher's poems

The most glorious profession under the sun, the engineer of human soul; Three-foot platform, three-inch tongue, three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums, ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain, and a hundred thousand pillars. Silkworms in spring will weave to death, and candles will drain the wick every night. There must be teachers like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others.

We are the flowers of our motherland, and our teacher is a diligent gardener. Teachers are like a long bridge leading to the knowledge coast.

Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating us. The teacher is like a big tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain.

Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. You have propped up the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! 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! Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty.

It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! 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. You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself.

This selfless dedication is unforgettable. Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring.

Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. You, the teacher's love, is the greatest and cleanest in the world! If we are a ship, then the teacher is a sail, leading us forward in the ocean of knowledge; If we want to embark on a journey, teachers are like candles in our hands, illuminating the bumpy road in our study.

You let us open the window of our hearts, you gave us spiritual support, you sent us on the road of learning and gave us endless encouragement. Teacher, we will always remember you.

Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty. It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart! 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.

You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us 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. 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.

Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is your art of education.

Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people. The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.

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. 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.

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. There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored.

If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea. And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.

Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step. You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself.

This selfless dedication is unforgettable. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as turbulent as a rushing river ... Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life.

Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you. Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring.

Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.

The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others. Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Looking at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you.

3. Complete works of ancient poems and songs praising teachers' profession.

Untitled silk is still in spring, and peaches and plums are planted on candles. The fruits are all from China. Untitled wind and rain polish peach, plum, black and white. Who knows that the snow is on the temples, and the sun and the moon are not 1, and gradually enter. It has a long history.

I've been running here and there for half my life, and now I'm sailing, and Yao Lu Mountain is high and long. 2. The teacher's name is Kuang Huanxue. He is highly respected, knowledgeable and values heroes.

The weather, location and people are harmonious, and the pen is amazing. 3. Wang Bencheng dares to say and do, and has no regrets.

The storm thundered and thundered, and the eyebrows were raised. Who else in the world? 4. Huilan Pavilion is for the country, the family and the people. Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, the sun, the moon and the stars will accompany you all your life.

5. Guan Zhongtu is honest and aboveboard. Bringing together heroes from all sides, we will make a name for ourselves and make the world mine.

6. Yi Xian intends to see the Wan Li world and the infinite future. The world was shocked by this prodigy who returned to Yaotai.

The green field hall occupies the splendor of things, and passers-by show you your home. Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why use the front of the hall as a dream platform, knowing that the jade girl is coming?

The singer is far away, and the flowers are lingering. Laugh at my leisure three times and miss you seven times.

With red leaves, there are countless poems and wines. A variety of flowers.

Yixiantu looks forward to the Wan Li world and the infinite future. The world was shocked by this prodigy who returned to Yaotai.

Huilan pavilion is for the country, for the family and for the people, through thick and thin. Untitled silk is still in spring, and peaches and plums are planted on candles. The fruits are all from China. Untitled wind and rain polish peach, plum, black and white. Who knows that the snow is on the temples, and the sun and the moon are not 1, and gradually enter. It has a long history.

I've been running here and there for half my life, and now I'm sailing, and Yao Lu Mountain is high and long. 2. The teacher's name is Kuang Huanxue. He is highly respected, knowledgeable and values heroes.

The weather, location and people are harmonious, and the pen is amazing. 3. Wang Bencheng dares to say and do, and has no regrets.

The storm thundered and thundered, and the eyebrows were raised. Who else in the world? 4. Huilan Pavilion is for the country, the family and the people. Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, the sun, the moon and the stars will accompany you all your life.

5. Guan Zhongtu is honest and aboveboard. Bringing together heroes from all sides, we will make a name for ourselves and make the world mine.

6. Yi Xian intends to see the Wan Li world and the infinite future. The world was shocked by this prodigy who returned to Yaotai.

The green field hall occupies the splendor of things, and passers-by show you your home. Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why use the front of the hall as a dream platform, knowing that the jade girl is coming?

The singer is far away, and the flowers are lingering. Laugh at my leisure three times and miss you seven times.

With red leaves, there are countless poems and wines. A variety of flowers.

Yixiantu looks forward to the Wan Li world and the infinite future. The world was shocked by this prodigy who returned to Yaotai.

Huilan Pavilion is for the country, for the home and for the people, rain or shine. Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, the sun, the moon and the stars, accompanied by the lifelong pursuit of teachers, silkworms, godparents and half a generation of hard work.

White hair, sweet milk for life. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

(Untitled by Li Shangyin) Li Tao is speechless, and the next one is a dead end (idiom). Li Tao is all over the world. It is unlucky to go out.

4. Poems praising the teacher's work

Miss the gardener. Everything that has passed will become a kind of nostalgia ―― teacher, I miss my middle school days, I miss my alma mater, I miss you ... If time can go back, let me go back to my student days ―― dear teacher, how much I want to listen to your earnest teachings again ... After a long time, your voice always rings in my ears; Your figure often appears in front of my eyes; Your teachings, in my heart forever ... Life is an endless road. I walk, walk, keep walking.

When I am tired and slack, your firm face, firm voice and tenacious spirit will float in my memory. Teacher, you have taught me life, how can I forget you! Whenever I harvest, I can't help but miss the hard-working cultivator-the teacher.

Teacher, although I have been away for a long time, your image seems to be a bright light, which has been flashing in my heart. Today, I am in a distant place, folding the yesterday you gave me into a boat of memory and floating it in the lake of missing.

The clothes are still the same, and the lights are still the same. Your familiar blackboard writing and familiar voice lead our thoughts to the past student days.

Oh, teacher ... Miss you, dear teacher! I cherish the gaze of your bright eyes in my heart. They are like clear springs with two eyes, flowing in my heart forever ... People who drink poison to quench their thirst cherish its source and learn from it when they succeed.

5. Words, poems and famous sayings praising teachers' work

Teachers are engineers of the human soul-Stalin.

Silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and candles will dry their wick every night-Li Shangyin.

The most glorious occupation under the sun

Engineers of the human soul;

Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others.

Three-foot platform, three-inch tongue, three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums

Ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain and a hundred thousand columns.

Be a model and a teacher.

Teachers are our biological parents! Our parents raised us and our teachers educated us!

Praise the teacher's famous words, sentences and poems.

1, your job is today, but you are building the motherland's tomorrow; Your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.

2. Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last forever.

On the road from naivety to maturity, from ignorance to civilization, you opened the way for us with the torch of life.

The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day.

A good teacher is better than thousands of books.

Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened a lot of confusion, cultivated a lot of self-confidence, ignited a lot of youth and destroyed many sails.

7, the crane hair silver silk reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood to open new flowers.

8. Once a teacher, always a father.

9. The gift of a speech is also my teacher.

10, gardener, lofty title, I wish you peaches and plums all over the world and spring glow.

1 1. The river pushes us to the vast sea, and the dawn brings us a bright morning; Dear teacher, you have led us to a brilliant life.

12 teacher, people say that you are a pillar of the motherland, not that you are a pillar of the motherland, but that you support the backbone of our generation.

13. Teachers are the cultivators and sowers of beauty. It's you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, and making our hearts green.

14, your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the spring water. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.

15 teacher, the light of wisdom that emanates from us will always shine with the spark that you personally lit.

6. There are poems praising the teacher.

Untitled-Li Shangyin

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 candles will drain the wick every night. 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. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night-Du Fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

Old teacher

What do you want when you are exhausted? Silently cultivate cattle.

The three-foot platform holds the sun and the moon, and a piece of chalk writes the spring and autumn.

Humble does not envy high branches, and wealth depends on thick fruits.

There are peaches and plums all over the world on five continents, and they are happy in the humble room and forget their worries.

Complain about the gardener

What do you want from vomiting and bleeding? Sweat, sweat, spring and autumn.

The wind has no complaints, only for the benefit of the pillars.

Tao Liyan, comforting frost head, likes to forget worries.

I'd like to pave the way, and I'd like to be a ladder to climb the Qionglou.

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Send you a bunch of flowers.

Express our respect for you;

Send you a touching song,

Bring you a little sweetness.

Teacher-you have worked hard,

You took us through the storm,

It was you who fed us with the nutrition of knowledge.

But never ask for anything in return.

It was you who answered all the difficult questions for us.

You told us:

When encountering difficulties,

Don't give up easily.

Since then, in our lives,

Always full of joy.

A lot less trouble,

Added a fortitude.

Another harvest autumn,

You still have a marker in your hand.

Painted a beautiful blueprint,

Peaches and plums that nourish the motherland.

It's midnight, and you're still preparing your lessons carefully.

You are still recalling our success in your sleep.

We are flowers in full bloom in spring,

It was you who played a wonderful melody for us.

You are a diligent gardener,

We will remember your words.

Take every step of your life,

Friendly, bodybuilding, realistic and enterprising!

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1, you are not an actor, but you attract our hungry eyes; You are not a singer, but let the clear spring of knowledge tinkle and sing charming songs; You are not a sculptor, but you are shaping the soul of young people ... Teacher, how can I forget you!

2. The name engraved on the board may not be immortal, and the name engraved on the stone may not be immortal; Teacher, your name is engraved in our hearts, which is truly eternal.

Some people say that teachers are like mountains, because mountains are lofty and revered. I also want to say that teachers are like the sea, because the sea is vast and immeasurable.

4. There is everything in the ends of the earth, only the teacher is infinite. Thank you teacher!

5. Birds encounter wind and rain and hide in their nests; There is wind and rain in my heart, always hiding in your arms-teacher, you are my umbrella and wind wall, how can I not thank you!

6. If I can fight the blue sky, you gave me wings to fly; If I am a warrior who breaks the waves, you have given me the power to make waves; If I am an immortal torch, it is you who give me the light of youth!

7. Those who drink its flow have its source, while those who learn it read my teacher.

8, regardless of its indifference, peaches are ripe and flowing, and Li is skilled and disabled. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people. The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.

9. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then the 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.

7. Teacher's praise

How many years of seasonal cycles, how many spring, summer, autumn and winter,

You are a red candle burning bright life,

How much blood and sweat, not seeking fame and history.

You spread the fire of wisdom with true feelings.

Just like the spring silkworm gave her lifelong loyalty,

Just like Dong Mei singing the song of early spring.

How many sleepless nights, how many times the lights are on,

In the long night, there is a figure at your desk.

Add China hair to the hair, and the three-foot platform laughs.

You shorten the distance between heart and heart with love.

You are the sunshine that melts the cold ice and snow,

You are the guide to lead people out of the maze of science.

Ah! Glorious teachers and hardworking gardeners!

The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicating your selfless heart.

Ah! Glorious teachers and hardworking gardeners!

The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicating your selfless heart.

7. What are the poems that praise the teacher?

1, Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by old cadres.

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

Your husband is full of peaches and plums, why not plant more flowers in front of the hall?

4. "Decline": I am well aware of Song Yu's bitterness, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher.

A word of praise to the teacher:

1, your efforts are our motivation, our success is your pride, but we will be proud of you!

I am too pious to look for words, because the word "teacher" itself is the highest respect in the world.

On the road from naivety to maturity, from ignorance to civilization, you opened the way for us with the torch of life.

4. You are a flower, beautiful and fragrant; You are still a flower of wisdom, and your classmates are fascinated by you.

Because of your love and hard work, you will have the beauty of peaches and plums and the golden color of rice and wheat.

6. We moved from naivety to maturity and from ignorance to civilization. It is you who lit up my way forward with the torch of life.

8. Praise the teacher's famous poems

1, the higher the cation, the stronger the drillability. -The Analects of Confucius Zi Han

2. Teachers are engineers of human soul. -Stalin

3. In spring, silkworms will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin

4. The most glorious occupation under the sun, the engineer of human soul.

The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day.

6. A good teacher is better than thousands of books.

7. Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened many confusions, cultivated many self-confidences, ignited many youths and shattered many sails.

8, the crane hair silver silk reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood to open new flowers.

9. Once a teacher, always a father.

10 thanks for a paragraph, all of them are my teachers.

1 1, gardener, lofty title, I wish you peaches and plums all over the world and spring blossoms.

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

13, ancient holy king, no disrespect to the teacher. lv buwei

14. Teachers are the soul engineers of human beings. -Stalin

15, the world is not a teacher, so leaving is beneficial. -Liu Zongyuan

16, scholars must seek teachers, and teachers are essential. -Cheng Yi

17, once a teacher, always a father. -Guan Hanqing

18, a teacher who is expensive to learn is also an expensive friend. —— Tang Zhen

19, learning is more important than respecting teachers. -Tan Sitong

20. Ancient scholars must be strict with their teachers, and teachers must be strict and respectful. —— Ouyang Xiu

9. Praise the teacher's poem

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

2. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin

3, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. -Gong Zizhen

4, there is no teacher in the world, so the old road is beneficial. -Liu Zongyuan

5, a teacher for a day, a father for life. -Guan Hanqing

6, the ancient scholars must be strict with the teacher, and the teacher is strict and respectful. —— Ouyang Xiu

7. Scholars must seek teachers, and teachers are essential. -Cheng Yi

8, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu

9, teacher, so preaching, teaching, and confusing. -Han Yu

10, Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is all supported by old cadres. New students will be born next year, and 100 thousand dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi. -Zheng Xie

1 1, saints are impermanent. -Han Yu

12, it is better to study as a teacher. Yang Xiong

13, a teacher who is expensive to learn is also an expensive friend. —— Tang Zhen

14, ancient holy king, no disrespect to the teacher. lv buwei