I learned a poem praising my teacher in primary school.

1. Praise the teacher's poem in primary school Chinese 1. After all the flowers are collected into honey, whoever works hard will be sweet.

Vernacular interpretation: bee, you picked all the flowers and made nectar. Who are you working for and who do you want to taste the sweetness?

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Luo Yin

Source: bees

Second, sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently.

Interpretation of vernacular: With the gentle breeze, quietly enter the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Du Fu

Source: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.

Third, silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

Vernacular interpretation: Spring silkworms spit out silk only when they die, and wax oil like tears can be dripped dry only when candles are burned to ashes.

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Li Shangyin

The untitled time was long before I met her, but even longer after we broke up.

Fourth, falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.

Vernacular interpretation: Like a fallen flower falling from a branch, it is not a heartless thing. It has become the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.

Dynasty: Qing dynasty

Author: Gong Zizhen

Source: Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems (5)

5. Deep friendship will always exist in the dream of the soul, and deep kindness will always be in the heart.

Vernacular interpretation: My deep affection for you reminds me of you from time to time. I will never forget your kindness to my education.

Dynasty: ancient times

Author: unknown

Source: Four musts, unforgettable teacher's kindness

2. Pupils praise the teacher's poem ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem1:★★★ Four spring breezes and several autumn rains wash the gap.

Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon, and chalk writes the spring and autumn without words. Before the spring is old, the silk spits, and the candle tears turn into gray and autumn is thicker.

Peach and plum are sown in three thousand gardens in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits. I love my teacher. A teacher is like a red candle, which ignites the fire in the students' hearts, but burns itself until the red candle turns to ashes.

Teachers, like gardeners, feed our flowers, but work hard for themselves until their physical strength is exhausted. We must become the pillars of the country when we grow up! The teacher is so selfless! Ah! Teacher, we love you! ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 3: ★★★-Teacher, hard work-lead us into the spacious classroom and teach us a wealth of knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.

Who is it-educating naughty people into people who can help others? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts. Who is it-to train young people into mature and sensible teenagers? It is you! Teacher! Your protection makes us grow up healthily.

The autumn season is fruitful. You have worked hard! Teacher! People who work hard in the heat and cold.

You have worked hard! Teacher! Dedicate youth to nothingness. We pay high tribute to you! -You have worked hard, teacher! I can only help you here, old teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring, nourishing flowers and irrigating the earth, and we are also trying to suck the drizzle and grow.

Teacher-you are like an autumn breeze, blowing the yellow land and calling for rice. We have a bumper harvest. Teacher-in my dark life, you lit the brightest lamp for me; Teacher-you are the guide on my misty life; Teacher-you pointed out the direction for me in my rough life; Teacher-you gave me a pair of powerful wings, let me travel in the world of knowledge! ★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 4: ★★★★ The golden wind sends laughter, and the sweet-scented osmanthus floats.

Today's teacher's holiday is coming again. Teachers have worked hard for our growth.

We will never forget the teacher's love for us. Hello, teacher! People compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves.

People compare teachers to gardeners and cultivate peaches and plums all over the world. Teachers are the noblest career in the world.

The teacher gave us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine. The teacher guided us to the path of sunny life.

Teachers expect us to be the sun in the new century. The teacher's words moisten my heart like spring rain.

The teacher watered our growth with the rain of knowledge. Gentle spring rain is the teacher's love for us.

The teacher's words and deeds are like spring rain. The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up as red flowers.

The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently. The green leaves symbolize that teachers are always young.

When we bloom like flowers, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves. Teachers are like trees, with blue sky overhead and feet on the earth, silently benefiting the society.

Teachers are big trees, bringing spring scenery to the world. The teacher sowed the seeds of hope and cultivated us into a forest.

Young trees grow into pillars, never forgetting the gardener's cultivation. Yes, teachers' enthusiasm is like the sun, teachers' teaching is like spring rain, teachers' style is like green leaves, teachers' career is like a tree, and our teachers are good. ★★★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 5: ★★★★★★★ You give a flower, I give a flower, let's make a big wreath and give it to my dear teacher and mother.

It is you who gave the seeds, the warmth like sunshine; It was you who watered the seedlings with sweat. Your eyes are like bright stars, shining with charming brilliance; Your singing is like a clear spring, which brings joy to everyone.

Wherever we go, always remember your feelings; No matter where we go. Always remember your words.

Wherever we go, always remember your love; Wherever we go, it will be a flower of yours. Praise the teacher's poem 6: September, as scheduled.

Therefore, the world is brilliant. We sing September, because it is your eternal festival.

We remember September because it was our sincere confession. September is an emotional cup. We hold high our sincere wishes with our hands. Please drink a toast.

The music has been played in September, please accept our gifts in September, all the teachers who are struggling in the education front. I remember your hands were covered with powder. I remember your kind teaching. I remember your new silver hair. Because of you, students can become talents. Because of you, the world is so civilized. You are a bright light to find your tutor for the lost children. You are an angel. Praise the teacher. Psalm 8: Praise the teacher for getting gold from life for others. You can only get flowers. Your gold is the morning sun. Your money is yours.

3. Pupils praise the teacher's poem: sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently.

-(Tang) Du Fu's spring silkworm will weave until she dies, and tears will run out every night. -(Tang) Li Shangyin's Untitled is not a heartless thing, but turns into spring mud to protect flowers.

-(Qing) Gong Zizhen's "Yi Hai Miscellaneous Works" praised the teacher's famous saying: the teacher is the engineer of the human soul. -Stalin is tall and strong.

-"The Analects of Confucius Zi Han" Spring silkworms can weave until they die, and tears are exhausted every night-Li Shangyin's new bamboo is taller than the old bamboo, and it is all supported by veteran cadres. New students will be born next year, and 100 thousand dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi.

-[Qing] Zheng Xie No matter how proud a person has achieved, he must drink water and think of his source. Remember that his teacher sowed the first seed for his growth. -Madame Curie Teachers are not only disseminators of knowledge, but also models.

-[America] Bruner is honest and does not give orders; His body is not straight, although he disobeys. Confucius illuminates the road for others and shines for himself. This is the greatest happiness of mankind.

-[The former Soviet Union] dzerzhinsky paid more attention to learning than to respecting teachers. -Tan Sitong, an ancient scholar, must be strict with the teacher and then respect him.

-Ouyang Xiu, an ancient holy king, never disrespected his teacher. -Lv Buwei is a teacher for a day and a father for life.

-Guan Hanqing is not as good as a teacher. -Yang Xiong saint impermanence division.

-teacher Han Yu is easy to meet, but the teacher is hard to meet. -Sima Guang is not a teacher in the world, so he benefits from this.

-Liu Zongyuan Scholars must seek teachers and teachers. -Cheng Yi Learning is expensive, and making friends is also expensive.

-Tang Zhen is a teacher, so he preaches, teaches and dispels doubts. -Tang Hanyu.

4. Primary school Chinese praises the teacher's poem 1. After all the flowers are collected into honey, whoever works hard will be sweet.

Vernacular interpretation: bee, you picked all the flowers and made nectar. Who are you working for and who do you want to taste the sweetness? Dynasty: Tang Author: Luo Yin Source: Bee II. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. Interpretation of vernacular: With the breeze, quietly enter the night.

Fine and dense, nourishing the earth. Dynasty: Tang Author: Du Fu Origin: Silkworms in the spring of the Third World will weave until they die, and candles will cry the wick away every night. Vernacular interpretation: Spring silkworms spit out silk only when they die, and wax oil like tears can be dripped dry only when candles are burned to ashes.

Dynasty: Tang Author: Li Shangyin Source: untitled time was long before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect flowers. Vernacular interpretation: Like a fallen flower falling from a branch, it is not a heartless thing. It has become the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.

Dynasty: Qing Dynasty Author: Gong Zizhen Source: Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems (6) 5. Deep friendship will always exist in the dream of the soul, and deep kindness will always be in the heart. Vernacular interpretation: My deep affection for you reminds me of you from time to time. I will never forget your kindness to my education.

Dynasty: Ancient Author: Unknown source: Four unique skills, the teacher's kindness is unforgettable.

5. There are many poems praising the teacher. The most common and common are:

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.

Originally, this sentence is a tribute to unswerving love, but now it is often used to describe the contribution of teachers: serving the people wholeheartedly and willing to pay everything for the interests of the people, like silkworms spinning silk, burning like candles, shining to the last breath of life.

Other poems such as:

Decline: I am well aware of Song Yu's misery, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. -Du Fu's "The Second of Five Records of Places of Interest"

North Lu bad pavilion barrier, Wentun thousands of miles division. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow

The son of heaven is called benevolence, and benevolence is like a teacher. -Du Mu's Book in the Snow

I should be a non-Zhao Xiong, and I should be respected as the emperor's teacher. -Liu Ji's "Title Taigong Fishing Guard Map"

The green field hall occupies the splendor of things, and passers-by show you your home. -Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in the Green Field Hall of Gong Ling in Fenghe"

Listening to your music, the piano suddenly rose, making people sit down low. -Han Yu, "Listening to Ying Shi Playing the Piano"

The spiritual master doesn't care, he risks being involved in the Tao. -Han Yu's "Send the Spirit Master"

Julian Waghann didn't report to Dong Jun, and Anthony wong drew a corner of the city gate. -Du Fu's Wild Old Man

The prince stops the phoenix tube and the teacher covers heptachlor. -Li Bai's "Jinling listens to the flute"

Military uniforms make the most of it, and the law is waiting for spring. -Su Xiang's Feng Hesheng, Wang Zhixing Spring Palace School, North University. 》

Wendaoxi has a good scenery. The teacher has come again. -Zhang Ji's "Send Monks to Jinzhou"

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

The teacher lives in a temple at the height of Jiting, leaning against the clouds. -Zhang Ji's Sending Monks to Jiting Mountain Temple

The crane sends silver silk to reflect the sun and the moon, and its efforts are full of new flowers. -Anonymous "couplets"

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New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches. -Zheng Xie's Hsinchu

There are three things to do. The teacher is a teacher. -Lu's Nine Chapters of Neutrality and Music. Song Gongqing's Eighth

East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master. -Bai Juyi's Far Teacher

6. What are the poems that praise the teacher? 1. Teachers are engineers of the human soul. -Stalin

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

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

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.

I am not your best student, but you are my most respected teacher. In your festival, I want to pay high tribute to you.

6. I can't forget your gentle words, which cleaned up the dust and mud in my heart; I can't forget your mighty east wind-like exhortation and summon up the courage to move forward. Teacher, I am grateful to you all my life!

7. 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!

8. You are like a candle. Although thin, but a little hot, a little light, illuminate others, but also exhausted themselves. This selfless dedication is unforgettable.

9. You are a gardener, adding beauty to the mountains and rivers of the motherland; You are like a spring rain, nourishing peaches and plums, and the land of China is full of fragrance. On this festive occasion, let me present a heart flower and express my heartfelt wishes to you.

7. Praise the teacher's poem: the most glorious occupation under the sun, the engineer of the 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, the teacher is like a candle we are holding, illuminating our bumpy road of learning.

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.

8. Praise the teacher's poem (1):

1, sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

Interpretation: With the gentle breeze, quietly enter the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth. Now it is often used to describe teachers' noble character of teaching and educating people, silently contributing and silently cultivating talents.

2, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. -Qing Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems No.5"

Interpretation: as an individual, the life of fallen flower ends; But once it turns into spring mud, it can protect and nourish new flower branches, and its life will continue to the next generation, reflecting the real life value. Comparing a teacher to a fallen flower fully embodies the spirit of teacher's self-dedication.

3. Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo branches, supported by veteran cadres. -Hsinchu of Xie

Interpretation: Hsinchu can grow taller than the old bamboo because of the support of the old bamboo. Surveying and mapping a person can surpass teachers and predecessors because of their nurturing and training.

4, your husband is full of peaches and plums, why not plant flowers in front of the hall. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Planting Flowers in Fenghe Lvyetang"

Interpretation: Pei's Taoli disciples are all over the world. Where is it necessary to plant flowers in front of and behind the house? It expresses praise for a teacher who is famous all over the world.

Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Tang Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we parted.

Interpretation: Spring silkworms don't stop spinning when they die, and candles don't stop crying when they burn to ashes. Praise the teacher's selfless dedication and sacrifice the noble quality of life for education.

9. Praise the teacher's poem Spring Silkworm

Li Shangyin, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote the poem "Spring silkworms die, and night candles burn the wick", which brought the perseverance, faithfulness and dedication of spring silkworms to the extreme and became a beautiful sentence sung through the ages. People vividly compare teachers to "spring silkworms", which is a high evaluation of teachers' selfless dedication and noble quality. People praise teachers as spring silkworms, who "spit out all the silk threads in their hearts, pour infinite love into life, and weave a bright and warm world without knowing anything". "Spring Silkworm" is a title that teachers feel extremely honored. Zhu Guangqian, a famous educator, said: "As long as I live, I will spin silk for a day. I hope that the silk I spit out can add a little warmth to the world and make spring stronger. "

Spring silkworm is pure and flawless, with noble temperament; In spring, I ate a few green leaves and spit out a splendid picture. Only glorious people's teachers are worthy of this title, because the excellent quality of spring silkworms is endless and spinning.

Candle-the warmest and moving title

candle

This famous saying comes from Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. People praise candles because they burn themselves silently and illuminate others with their own light until they burn themselves out. Speaking of the quality of candles, people will think of their beloved teachers, who impart knowledge to students and illuminate their voyage with the light of wisdom and character. Isn't this selfless dedication to "light the way for others, let others see the light and burn themselves out" the most vivid metaphor for people's teachers? "If the red candle glows and gives off heat, it carefully cultivates the excellent materials of the country, just like a spring silkworm who has no regrets and dedicates herself to education." This pair of couplets encouraged by the teacher is the recognition and pride of the title of "candle".

A willing helmsman

Lu Xun, a great modern writer, famously said, "Bow your head and be a willing ox", which sublimated and carried forward the spirit of a willing ox. Later, people used "willing to be a willing ox" to describe a person who is willing to serve the people and is selfless. People call the teacher Gan Niu because it is a well-deserved and most appropriate metaphor. Our country has always had the traditional virtue that teachers and students are "as close as father and son". Teachers love their students as much as their own children, work as hard as a willing cow, are willing to make dedication, and make all efforts to cultivate a willing child without asking for anything in return. Liu Rangxian, an outstanding teacher in China who won the "Ruzi Niu Award", has been rooted in the rural areas of Qinghai Plateau for decades and worked as hard as an ox, dedicating his love to his children selflessly. Liu Rangxian is an outstanding representative of teachers and a vivid embodiment of the spirit of "a willing ox". The spirit of "a willing ox" is characterized by "deep love, silent cultivation, hard struggle and selfless dedication" and "eating grass to milk". These excellent qualities are embodied in the vast number of teachers in our country. Therefore, calling a teacher a "Confucian cow" is China's most distinctive compliment.

It takes three generations to make a gentleman.

Teaching is like a spring breeze, and teachers are as deep as the sea.

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, the teacher is like a candle we are holding, illuminating our bumpy road of learning. 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.

10. What are the poems praising the teacher? There are many poems praising teachers, and some typical ones are extracted for readers:

1、

Feng He Gong Ling Lu Tang Ye planted flowers.

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Bai Juyi

Original text:

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 plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall?

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The Green Field Hall is open, occupying the essence of everything. Passers-by said it was your father's home. Your father's students are all over the world. Why plant flowers in front of the house? This poem uses metonymy rhetoric, replacing students with peaches and plums, and the Green Field Hall refers to the house name of Pei Du in Tang Dynasty. This poem takes up the essence of everything by writing that Pei Du's house doesn't grow flowers (the house is conspicuous). It expresses praise for a teacher who is famous all over the world.

2、

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Du Fu

Original text:

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.

Translation and annotation

Spring rain knows how to adapt to the season. When everything germinates and grows, it comes in secret and timely with the spring breeze at night, nourishing everything, subtle and silent. Clouds in country roads and the air are hidden in the dark, but the lights of fishing boats on the river are particularly bright. Until dawn, look at the red flowers moistened by drizzle, reflecting the bright morning light, and the flowers covered with rain and dew are full of Jinguancheng. Now it is often used to describe a teacher's brilliant teaching methods. Note: (1) Yes: Yes. (2) Occurrence: germination and growth.

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Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems, with 220 poems.

Dynasty: Qing dynasty

Author: Gong Zizhen

Original text:

Only the great explosive power of lightning can make the land of China exude vitality, but the social and political situation is not angry, but a kind of sadness.

I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain norms to belittle more people.

Translation and annotation

Only the great power of thunder and lightning can make the land of China full of vitality, but it is a kind of sorrow for the people in the ruling and opposition parties to keep their mouths shut. I advise the emperor to rally, don't stick to certain specifications, and choose more talents. Now it is often used to express the expectation of teachers, hoping that teachers can train more talents for the society. Note 1. This is the 220th poem in Ji Hai's miscellaneous poems.

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The unnamed time was long before I met her, but it has been longer since we separated.

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Li Shangyin

Original text:

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! .

Translation and annotation

It's hard to see each other, and it's hard to part. In addition, the weather in late spring, the east wind is coming, which makes people even more sad. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, candles burn to ashes, and tear-like wax oil can drip dry. My wife dresses up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear. Men can't sleep for long at night, and they must feel that Leng Yue attacks people. The other person's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, just out of my reach. I hope to have a messenger like a bluebird to visit my lover diligently and pass the news around. Modern people often use "silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night." Show high respect to the teacher.