A poem dedicated to teachers
Send you a bouquet of flowers
To express our respect to you;
Send you a nice song,
Give you a trace of sweetness.
Teacher – You have worked hard,
You are with us through the trials and tribulations,
Are you with the knowledge of nutrition will be feeding us,
But never with obtained.
Yes you give us to work together to answer another difficult decision,
Yes you told us:
Have encountered difficulties in
Say not to give up easily.
From then on our lives,
Full of joy at any time.
Add a perseverance.
Is also a harvest of autumn,
You still rests with the hands of the brush color.
Depicts a beautiful blueprint
Moisten with the peach and plum homeland.
Night you are still seriously preparing lessons,
Sleep you still pondering the success of our fun.
We are in full bloom in spring flowers,
Yes you give us to play beautiful melody.
You are hardworking gardener,
We will keep in mind your earnest discourse.
Take every step in life,
Friendliness, bodybuilding, realistic, enterprising!
A Teacher for All Seasons
A teacher is like Spring,
Who nurtures new green sprouts,
Encourages and leads them,
Whenever they have doubts.
A teacher is like Summer,
Whose sunny temperament
Makes studying a pleasure,
A teacher is like Fall,
With methods crisp and clear,
Lessons of bright colors
And a happy atmosphere.
A teacher is like Winter,
While it‘s snowing hard outside,
Keeping students comfortable,
As a warm and helpful guide.
Teacher, you do all these things,
With a pleasant attitude;
You’re a teacher for all seasons,
And you have my gratitude!
The teacher, everyone says you are training the pillars of the motherland; I have to say, you are the pillars of the motherland. It is you, prop up the backbone of our generation!
You are like a candle, gave all the heat and light for the younger generation! Your character and spirit, can use two word is burning! Don’t stop burning!
Of course you speak, so be rich and varied, each chapter in front of me to open a window, let me see a gorgeous new world……
Ah, with you, the garden was so beautiful, the earth was full of spring! Teacher, open the window and see, this spring, the peach garden, in salute to you! If you haven’t thought of moisture, how could so many wonderful blooming flowers of the soul? Ah, teachers, engineers of human souls, who will not praise you! The dissemination of knowledge, is sowing hope, sowing happiness.
Teacher, you are the hope and happiness of others!
Teacher, you are the cultivator, the sower. You are beautiful sunshine, with the rain, our hearts to green grass, flowers blooming like a piece of brocade! You for the flowers bloom, fruit maturity busy, quietly leaves hanging shade! Oh, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart!
Do you like the more unknown to the public of the root, make trees grow sturdily, and the branches hung fruit, but does not require any remuneration.