Poetry about caring for education +0. Poems praising education.
I am proud, because I was a teacher when I was a child, and the person I admire most is a teacher. I remember the strongest sentence: teachers are engineers of the human soul-cultivating with pens, sowing with words, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts.
This is the noble work of people's teachers! It is this passion and persistence that has given me endless strength and strengthened my belief in life. So, at the first crossroads in my life, I resolutely chose the profession of teacher.
I am proud to be a teacher in China; I am proud of being a young teacher; I am proud to be a primary school teacher; When I first entered primary school as a teacher, I was so excited and proud. However, as the saying goes, it is difficult for a teacher to know the strong smell after drinking.
In order to have a good class, I often think day and night, read all kinds of relevant reference materials carefully, actively consult experienced teachers and prepare lessons carefully. Sometimes it's dead of night. After a hard day, lying in bed, my mind is still full of questions and answers. When I am inspired, I will forget my fatigue and get up to write until I am satisfied.
All this is for the children, because I am a teacher. The spring of climate uncertainty has passed, and the spring of education reform has quietly arrived. I know that in this curriculum reform experiment, a group of young teachers will become teaching backbones and famous teachers.
Although there is no first-line course of curriculum reform this year, I always feel that curriculum reform is not aimed at individual grades, teachers, schools and regions. As long as you study hard and explore actively, it is possible to pay the results of curriculum reform first. Yes, the curriculum reform has provided a new opportunity for all our in-service teachers. If you can keep pace with the times and achieve fruitful results in the curriculum reform, you will get more than just the title of a famous teacher. If you can't get results in the curriculum reform, or even muddle along there, then you will lose more than just a job. So work hard, young people don't work hard, and old people are sad. Although I feel stressed, short time, busy work and heavy tasks, I won't have any complaints, but I will be proud because I am a people's teacher in the new century.
Although I have long known that hope is flying in that classroom, it is myself who keeps the nest; What is written on the blackboard is truth, but what is erased is utility; That piece of chalk drew a rainbow, shed tears and dedicated herself. But! In my life, I have no regrets about my original choice.
I want to take advantage of my youth, keep learning and making progress, and write the glory of the Ming Dynasty with today's blood. I will work silently with everyone with my own hands to support the sun of China's education tomorrow! Glorious career, lofty morality, there is such a girl. When she was young, she often looked at the starry sky in a daze: What will she do when she grows up? Be a heroic female soldier, a glamorous star, or a successful female entrepreneur? But when she grew up, she was admitted to a normal college-this is me.
At first, I was a little empty, thinking that my ambition was hard to pay. It was not until I really stood in front of the sacred podium that I found that "I was only three feet old and had extraordinary knowledge." After three short years of teaching, I have learned a lot and changed a lot.
I saw teachers, like hardworking farmers, "work at sunrise and rest at sunset", working hard and selflessly on the same land. Young teachers root their youth in the three-foot platform, with no regrets; Middle-aged teachers put their families aside and devote themselves to teaching; The old teacher is as diligent as an ox.
In particular, the principal, an outstanding old party member and an old teacher with outstanding contributions, founded this new school with elegant environment, first-class equipment, modernization and high taste, which opened up a new road of educational reform and led us to the new century with high spirits! "Everything is for students, for all students, for all students." The headmaster said so, and the teacher followed suit.
Teaching practice has made me understand the meaning of the word "tired", the structure of the word "love" and how to teach my students. Slowly, this song "Dedication Song of the New Century" was born in my heart.
I am madly in love with it. I am not good at singing, and I silently interpret the true meaning of this song with my actions every day. I became a friend of 38 children's life and a tutor of learning. I no longer pin my dreams on the stars, but put more energy into the children.
I exchange sincerity for children's trust and care for their growth with love. "Moistening things silently", children make progress day by day, daily growing.
Listening to them from childish "babbling" to reciting wonderful poems, I deeply realized the glory and pride of being a teacher. The healthy growth of children is the greatest happiness in my life.
These energetic children are my inner sustenance and the pursuit of happiness! I will play the most beautiful melody of this "love song" with my sincere dedication! (2) Time flies. In a blink of an eye, I spent almost four spring and autumn periods on the educational front. Looking back on more than 1000 days and nights, the ups and downs are obvious. I gradually became familiar with the profession of teachers in the process of tumbling and climbing, and gradually gained some gains in silent cultivation.
Once, with a keen yearning for the sacred distance, I resolutely chose a teacher; I once held infinite expectations for private education, and I decided to step into the hot land of this new century. In order to worship the holy land in the distance, I worked day and night without regrets.
Countless days and nights, I stayed away from the noisy crowd, bid farewell to the lights, and flocked to the dim lights. I am accompanied by the breeze and white clouds, winning the horizon of the soul in the ocean of knowledge.
Teacher, this sacred name, attracts my wandering eyes like a magnet and soothes my restless heart. How many quiet nights, I am content with loneliness and continue to write.
Sometimes, in order to prepare for a class, I will study the textbook carefully several times; Sometimes, in order to prepare a material, I read a lot of books, constantly learn new knowledge and improve my educational concept; Sometimes, in order to write a good report, I repeatedly ponder over dozens of simple words and scrutinize them carefully; Sometimes, in order to complete the urgent task assigned by the school, I give up my rest day and work overtime until the cock crows. "There is no limit to learning the sea, and there is no limit to learning the sea." While working hard, there will naturally be gains and rewards.
I have finished my studies seriously for several years.
2. Famous aphorisms about caring about education
1. "A teacher is also a teacher, and what he teaches is a metaphor for all virtues." -"Book of Rites" 2. "A teacher should not specialize in teaching, but his responsibility is to teach people to be human; A student should not specialize in reading, but his responsibility is to learn the way of life. " -Tao Xingzhi 3. "In the hands of a teacher, the fate of the nation and mankind is at stake"-Tao Xingzhi 4. "Because morality is the foundation of being a man, even if you have some knowledge and skills, it is useless." -Tao Xingzhi 5. "Teachers' duty is to educate thousands of people. The responsibility of students is to' learn from others and apply what they have learned'. -Tao Xingzhi 6. " Both wisdom and courage are China's important spiritual heritage. In the past, it was regarded as the' goddess of the world', and today, it is still an important symbol of personal perfect development. "-Tao Xingzhi 7." 1% waste in education will cause serious losses to the country. "-makarenko 8. Too much emphasis on simple intellectual education is often only for practical and practical purposes, which directly leads to the damage to ethical education. "-Einstein 9. "The goal of the school should always be: young people should leave school as a harmonious person, not an expert." -Einstein 10. "The goal of schools should be to cultivate individuals with independent actions and independent thinking, but they should regard it as.
3. Complete collection of poems about education
A lazy youth, a lousy age. (Han Yuefu's "Long Songs") A hundred studies must be decided first. (Zhu) The sword is sharpened, and the plum blossom is bitter and cold. Put pen to paper shocks the wind and rain, and poetry becomes tears. (Du Fu) Don't cut the illusory body and be elegant, but learn from it. (Du Fu) He has a broad vision and makes good appointments with people, but he has accumulated a lot. (Su Shi) erudite, interrogative, thoughtful, discerning and persistent. (Book of Rites) You don't know the height of the sky unless you climb the mountain. Don't face the deep stream, I don't know the thickness of the ground. (Xunzi) Advise people to cherish time. Black hair didn't know to study hard, and white leaders regretted not having time to study. 1. It has a long history.
Become a pillar of talent,
Sky, land and sea.
Running around half my life,
Sailing again today,
Yao Lu Mountain is high in water. 3. Wang Bencheng
Dare to say, dare to do,
No complaints, no regrets.
Storms and thunder,
Exhale, raise your eyebrows,
Who is this world except me?
4. What are the poems about "caring"?
1. There is no distinction between young and old in life. First of all, we must be in tune. -Du Fu's "Walking Home"
2. Birds make noise in Chai Men, and thousands of miles away. -Du Fu's "Three Songs of Qiang Village"
3. Wen Chang is a friend, and Wade calls himself a neighbor. -Tang Zuyong's "Qingming Banquet Thinking about Other Things in shun lau Langzhong"
4. After reading half a hundred photos, I didn't send a book. -Du Fu's "Sending High School Students to High School"
5. The bright moon is the same as three nights, and Qingyang should have two spring families. -Bai Juyi's "Eight Zaju Plays in Yuan Dynasty, Courtesy before Soldiers"
6. Making friends in the world needs gold, but it is neither too much nor too deep. -Zhang Wei's Master of the Wall
7. Have fun today, and don't forget each other in the future. -Cao Zhi's "Songs of Complaint"
8. We know each other very well. Why bother? Say a preface first-Tao Yuanming answers Pang.
9. See autumn grass at sunset, and see old friends next year. -Li Duan's Happiness on the River
10. There are no pedestrians in the ancient road, and Hanshan sees you alone. -Liu Changqing's Interview with Xi Huangfu Shiyu in Bijian Villa.
1, Guan Qing Tan Sitong's "Crossing Bird Mountain"
2. Zhai Xin was "sent back to Jingzhou because of Wei Xiang" by Tang Sikong-shu in Eight Customs.
3. Guan Yi only knows Wang Song's "Linjiang Xian, Who is Really Wrong"
4. It must be "Sauvignon Blanc, the wine is lonely" by Song Chenggai.
5. I know Dao Qingyu's "Send Yu to Fan"
6. I can't bear to hear Tang Xu's muddy "Guazhou leaves Xu Li"
5. A poem describing "express your feelings or praise in the face of teachers who have cared and educated you for many years"
1. Nature and individuality-Cai Yuanpei
2. Holding a heart without taking away a blade of grass —— Tao Xingzhi's Works of Xing Tao
Teachers are also teachers, and teachers teach them to compare virtue with things. -Book of Rites
4. Cultivating people is the way to cultivate people for a happy future-makarenko.
In the hands of teachers, the fate of teenagers is the fate of the nation and mankind. -Tao Xingzhi
6. Take Tao as the goal, rely on morality, rely on benevolence, and swim in art-Confucius' Analects of Confucius
7. I would like to be a ladder for young people to climb the peak of science-China.
8. A good teacher is better than thousands of books. anonymous
9. Go down from the podium and give a lecture to the students. anonymous
10. Teacher, I wish all the students you have educated are brilliant and talented. anonymous
1 1. Teachers are engineers of human souls. -Stalin
12. The crane sends silver silk to reflect the sun and the moon, and its heart is full of blood. -"The crane sends silver silk to reflect the sun and the moon" is anonymous.
13. Take a good class with your whole life's energy and enlighten the mind of a generation. anonymous
14. Enlighten children's innocence with love, patience and sincerity. anonymous
15. Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, 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.
6. 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 who shine the beautiful sunshine, moisten the beautiful rain and dew, make 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.
7. Poems about teachers, preferably ancient poems.
Untitled time was long before I met her, but it was longer than after we parted, and the east wind rose and flowers fell.
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 is no road from Pengshan to Bluebird. Listen! -Give me what she said! Praise the teacher. 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. The world is so civilized because of you. Teacher, you are a bright light, and you have found a home for the children who have lost their way. You are the angel of September, dedicated to the teacher, and arrived 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.
The teacher praised others for getting gold from life. You can only get flowers. Your gold is the sunrise, your silver is the fifteenth moon, and you are still whistling happily. Your pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums. Celebrate Teachers' Day. 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! You present a flower, I present a flower, let's weave a big wreath for 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.
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.