Tang Bai Juyi
East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master.
Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.
2. "Seeking harmony, respecting teachers and living in seclusion"
Tang Libai
The mountain peak is steep, and Capricorn's day is free from the memory of that year.
Dial the clouds to find the ancient road, lean against the trees and listen to the flowing water.
Warm flowers lie on green cows, white cranes sleep on high pine branches.
Talk to the teacher, the river has been shrouded in dusk, I want to walk alone in the cold mountain clouds.
3. Ji Hai's miscellaneous poems
Qing palace zizhen
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.
Step 4 reward the questioner
Don
There is nowhere in the void, like glass.
No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry.
5. Five unique teachers
Tang Bai Juyi
East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master.
Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.
6. Five Wonders Reward Teachers
Tangliushang
There is nowhere in the void, like glass.
No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry.
The jade pot has a heart of ice, and the brush writes the soul of the teacher.
Enthusiasm is like a father's language, and talk like a friend.
A few lines of light words will accompany you for a lifetime.
I hope that the latecomers can successfully report to the master.
7. Untitled
Author: 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! .
Extended data:
Gratitude is a philosophy of life and great wisdom of life. Smart people should not haggle over what they don't have, nor should they blindly ask for it and inflate their selfish desires. Learn to be grateful for what you have and what life has given you. Only in this way can you have a positive outlook on life and a healthy attitude.
References:
Baidu encyclopedia-Thanksgiving Day
2. Thanksgiving teacher ancient poems Daquan Thanksgiving teacher ancient poems:
A distant teacher
Tang Bai Juyi
East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master.
Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.
Seeking harmony, respecting teachers and retiring
Tang Libai
The mountain peak is steep, and Capricorn's day is free from the memory of that year.
Dial the clouds to find the ancient road, lean against the trees and listen to the flowing water.
Warm flowers lie on green cows, white cranes sleep on high pine branches.
Talk to the teacher, the river has been shrouded in dusk, I want to walk alone in the cold mountain clouds.
Ji hai's miscellaneous poems
Qing palace zizhen
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.
Reward teachers
Don
There is nowhere in the void, like glass.
No matter who comes, Zen is full of poetry.
3. Poetry about Thanksgiving Teachers
Four degrees of spring breeze,
Several autumn rains washed away the gap.
Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon,
Chalk has no words to write spring and autumn.
Warm spring in bloom,
Candle tears turn to ashes, and autumn is stronger.
Spring sowing peaches and plums in 3,000 gardens,
Qiu Lai, China is rich in fruits.
Six poems by Tianjingsha
1. A long historical map
Become a pillar of talent,
Sky, land and sea.
Running around half my life,
Sailing again today,
Yao Lu Mountain is high in water.
2. Teacher Kuang Huanxue
Highly respected, knowledgeable,
Look at heroes.
Right time, right place and right person,
Use a pen like a demon,
It's amazing.
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. Huilan Pavilion
For the country, for the family, for the people,
Wind, sun and rain.
Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds,
The sun, the moon and the stars,
With the pursuit of a lifetime.
5. Guan Zhongtu
Be honest,
Do things aboveboard.
Bring together heroes from all sides,
A famous teacher,
The world is in my hands.
6. One-line diagram
Thinking about Wan Li,
Look at the infinite future.
A genius,
Back to Yaotai,
Heaven and earth are stunned.
Four degrees of spring breeze,
Several autumn rains washed away the gap.
Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon,
Chalk has no words to write spring and autumn.
Warm spring in bloom,
Candle tears turn to ashes, and autumn is stronger.
Spring sowing peaches and plums in 3,000 gardens,
Qiu Lai, China is rich in fruits.
Learning is not as good as learning. Yang Xiong.
Saint impermanence teacher. -Han Yu
Teachers are easy to meet, but teachers are hard to meet. -Sima Guang
There is no ancient holy king who doesn't respect teachers. Lv Buwei.
There is no teacher in the world, and the old road benefits from this. -Liu Zongyuan
Scholars must seek teachers, and teachers are essential. -Cheng Yi.
Once a teacher, always a father. -Guan Hanqing
Learning to get a teacher is expensive, but getting friends is also expensive. —— Tang Zhen
Learning is more important than respecting teachers. -Tan Sitong
Ancient scholars must have been strict with teachers before respecting them. —— Ouyang Xiu
Nothing is expensive, nothing is cheap, nothing is long, nothing is short, the Tao exists, and the teacher exists. -Han Yu
There must be a teacher in a threesome; Choose the good and follow it, change the bad. -Confucius
4. What are the poems that thank the teacher? Hello, thank you teacher's poem is:
1, the higher the cation, the stronger the drillability.
2. Teachers are like a long bridge leading to the knowledge coast.
3, a threesome, there must be my teacher.
4, there is nowhere in the void, as if it were glass. No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry.
5. 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.
I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland.
7. The teacher is like a big tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain.
8. Be upright and do things aboveboard. Bringing together heroes from all sides, we will make a name for ourselves and make the world mine.
9. Listen to me.
10, once a teacher, always a father.
1 1, the most glorious profession under the sun, the engineer of human soul.
12 teacher, you are a cultivator and sower of beauty.
13. A good teacher is better than thousands of books.
14. In the past, the education method was correct. Teachers and students ask questions, dislike development, repeatedly twists and turns, and induce confessions.
15, without the nourishment of your thoughts, how could so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom?
16, teachers and friends treat each other like guests, and only Li Neng can repay them. It is difficult to tie a long rope on Youth Day, and I forget the source.
17, if you want to be a pillar of talent, heaven, earth and sea. I've been running here and there for half my life, and now I'm sailing, and Yao Lu Mountain is high and long.
18, our hearts are full of green grass and flowers!
19, there is nowhere in the void, as if it were a glazed poem. Who's coming? Zen teaches poetry.
20, three feet platform, three inches tongue, three inches pen, three thousand peaches and plums.
5. What are the "Hsinchu" poems of the grateful teacher?
From: Qing Dynasty: Zheng Xie
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches.
I will come out again the next year and grow taller.
Translation:
Hsinchu can surpass the old bamboo because of its birth and nourishment.
When Hsinchu grew in the second year, it also began to breed Hsinchu, so the pond was surrounded by lush young bamboos.
Extended data
Zheng Banqiao (1693— 1765) was an official, painter and writer in the Qing dynasty. Name Xie, word Kerou, Han nationality, Xinghua, Jiangsu. He lived in Yangzhou all his life and made a living by selling paintings. One of the eight eccentrics in Yangzhou. His poems, books and paintings are outstanding and unique, and he is known as the "three musts" in the world. He is good at painting orchids, bamboos, stones, pines, chrysanthemums and other plants, among which bamboo painting has been more than 50 years, with the most outstanding achievements.
Hsinchu compares shine on you to blue, and the growth of new forces needs the active support of the older generation. The first two sentences are reviews, which not only express that "the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves, but also express that the younger generation does not forget the support and teaching of the predecessors"; The last two sentences are prospects, which are used to express that the new forces will be better and stronger.
Baidu Encyclopedia-Hsinchu
6. What poems describe thanking teachers? 1. The unnamed time was long before I met her, but even longer after we separated.
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! .
2. The fifth of Ji Hai's miscellaneous poems
The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
3. Hsinchu
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches.
I will come out again the next year and grow taller.
4. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
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.
5. "Five Poems about Historical Sites, Part II"
Decline: I am well aware of Song Yu's misery, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher.
Sad to see a thousand autumn, a tear, melancholy in different times, not at the same time.
His old home between mountains and rivers-empty works, empty sex platform-is certainly not imagined in the dream? .
The palaces of Chu were all destroyed, and the fishermen who showed them today are not sure.
6. "Tai Gong Fishing Wei Tu"
It was a quiet night in the room, when Huang Xi was fishing alone.
Clouds look rich, while running water looks dull.
I should be a non-Zhao Xiong, and I should be respected as the emperor's teacher.
Xuanshang, as inherent, has been thought for thousands of years.
7. What are the ancient poems about thanking teachers? 1. The Bee Don Luo Yin
No matter underground or on the mountain, where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees busy.
After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet?
2. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang 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.
3. "Ji Hai Zashi" Qing Gong Zizhen
The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
4. "Planting Flowers in Fenghe Lvyetang" Tang Bai Juyi
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?
5. Untitled Tang 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 when the torch turns to ashes, tears will flow dry.
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. Not far from her charming mountain, oh, bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
6. Hsinchu Xie
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches.
New students will be born next year, and ten dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi.
7. "Apprentice" Liu Tang Shang
There is nowhere in the void, like glass.
No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry.
8. Yuan Shi Tang Bai Juyi
East palace white bastard, South Temple Zen master.
Seeing each other in the distance, there is nothing in my heart.
9. "Seeking harmony, respecting teachers and retiring" Tang Li Bai
The mountain peak is steep, and Capricorn's day is free from the memory of that year.
Dial the clouds to find the ancient road, lean against the trees and listen to the flowing water.
Warm flowers lie on green cows, white cranes sleep on high pine branches.
Talk to the teacher, the river has been shrouded in dusk, I want to walk alone in the cold mountain clouds.
10. Anonymous "Teacher Silkworm"
It takes half a generation to teach children and daughters. White hair, sweet milk for life.
8. Junior high school graduation ceremony should recite poems about thanking teachers. What are the poems dedicated to the teacher?
Teachers are like gardeners, with peaches and plums all over the world;
Teachers are like red candles, burning themselves to illuminate us;
Teachers are like bees, hardworking and brave;
Teachers are like mothers, beautiful and kind;
A teacher is like a book, giving us a lot of knowledge.
Happy Teachers' Day to my dear teacher.
A poem dedicated to the teacher
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!
Thanks to the teacher,
You gave us knowledge.
If you are a gardener,
We are the flowers in the greenhouse,
Grow up little by little under your watering.
If you were a candle,
We are the endless darkness by the candle,
You lit us up,
Helped us find the way to the light.
If you are Baiyun,
We are the sky,
Without white clouds, the sky will lose its luster.
The teacher really appreciates you,
Thank you for your kindness to us,
You are very kind to us,
We all remember.
You've been educating us all your life,
You are selfless,
You taught us all your knowledge without reservation.
In the spring when flowers are in full bloom,
I want to be a bright sunshine,
Add a little luster to you.
On that hot summer day,
I want to be a parasol,
Keep out the hot sun for you.
In the autumn when the leaves are falling,
I want to be a coat,
Keep you warm.
9. What poems are there to express gratitude to the teacher? 1, "Listening to a Smart Teacher Playing the Piano"
Han Yu (Tang)
Just like a pair of close children whispering, I had a dark conversation with two beautiful friends, the secretary.
Like the wind, who is singing the flag? A soldier likes to fight the king with his sword.
Eee logo turned into a floating cloud, you don't have to wander around the endless road.
Chirp and chirp can be clearly seen in the mist, and JAK's shadow flies towards the phoenix in the Woods of hundreds of phoenixes.
The cliffs pressed people to climb, and the dark valley collapsed under the thunderous sound of collapse.
I am ashamed that I have a pair of ears and a pair of music. I am too ignorant to appreciate music.
Listening to your music, the piano suddenly rose, making people sit down low.
Like a pair of close children whispering, I am telling a sad song in secret with two beautiful friends.
Powerful as the wind unfurls the flag, who is singing loudly, and the warrior is like a horse with a sword to kill the enemy and capture the king.
Turned into a cloud, catkins have no roots and no roots. The road to the sky is vast and useless.
Twittering is obviously the wave of feathers in the smoke cloud, standing in the shadows of trees, and birds are flying at the phoenix.
Every step of the cliff is pressing people to climb, and the abyss of Black Valley is still rumbling.
I feel ashamed. I have a pair of empty ears. I am too amateur to appreciate music.
After listening to your piano, it's soft and hard, which makes people sit up and feel depressed.
In my panic, I stretched out my hand to cover the piano, and tears were already surging.
Master Ying's kung fu is really unusual. Don't fill my chest with ice and fire.
The unnamed time was long before I met her, but it has been longer since we separated.
Li Shangyin (Tang)
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! .
The chance to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to part when leaving. Moreover, the weather in late spring, when the east wind is about to harvest, makes people feel even more sad.
Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.
Women dress 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 at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression.
The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope an angel like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.
3. "Five Poems about Historical Sites (2)"
Du Fu (Tang)
Decline: I am well aware of Song Yu's misery, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher.
Sad to see a thousand autumn, a tear, melancholy in different times, not at the same time.
His old home between mountains and rivers-empty works, empty sex platform-is certainly not imagined in the dream? .
The palaces of Chu were all destroyed, and the fishermen who showed them today are not sure.
Translation of vernacular Chinese: Fallen leaves know Song Yuzhi's sorrow, and she is romantic and elegant, so she can be my teacher.
Looking back, I shed tears of sympathy, and my life experience was equally bleak. Unfortunately, I was born in different times.
Jiangshan's hometown is still there, and it is really an absurd dream that sex is coming.
The saddest thing is that the palace of the king of Chu has long since disappeared, and the boatman also pointed out that the ruins were suspicious.
4. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Du Fu (Tang)
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.
Vernacular translation: Good rain seems to have picked the right time, coming in the spring when everything is born.
With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.
Thick dark clouds covered fields and alleys, and small lights were lit, and fishing boats on the river flashed.
Look at the flowers with dew tomorrow morning, and Chengdu will be full of flowers.
5. "Fenghe Gong Ling Lvyetang Planting Flowers"
Bai Juyi (Tang)
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?
Vernacular translation: After the completion of the Green Field Hall, it occupied the essence of all things. Passers-by pointed to the house and said that it was Pei's home.
Pei's students are all over the world. Where is it necessary to plant flowers in front of and behind the house?
10. Who has a poem about thanking the teacher?
How many seasonal cycles?
How many seasons?
You are a red candle burning with bright life.
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?
In the long night, you sit at your desk,
Years of cold and summer,
You are busy on the three-foot platform.
Fahua is added between the hair,
You use love
Shorten the distance between heart and heart.
You were melted by the sun, Leng Xue,
Lead us into the hall of science.
Glorious teachers!
We thank you,
What is a teacher like?
Teachers are like red candles.
Illuminate the path of knowledge,
Teachers are like spring rain,
Spread fragmentary knowledge.
Teachers are like gardeners,
Cultivate young us into a big tree.
A teacher is like a golden key.
Lead the ignorant into the treasure house of knowledge.
Teachers are more like our mothers,
Stay with us every day.
Teach us rich and colorful knowledge.
A teacher is like a big umbrella.
We are small animals hiding under umbrellas.
A big umbrella can shelter small animals from the wind and rain.
When we are in trouble,
The teacher will help us at once.
The teacher's heart is a vast sky,
Can tolerate our mistakes.
The mistakes we made,
Teachers always forget quickly.
"Silkworms in spring will weave until they die,
Every night, the candle will cry the wick away. "
This is our dear teacher.
. Thank you teacher!
Thank you, teacher.
You are the morning star at night.
You are the clear sky during the day.
You are a breeze under the scorching sun.
You are the eaves in the rain.
You are the sea;
You are mountains and rivers.
You have shaped my soul.
You are a rocket carrying a satellite.
You are a compass at sea.
You're, like, into it,
You pay.
You are our most beloved teacher.
You taught us that "learning without thinking is useless, thinking without learning is dangerous".
You taught us that "mins are eager to learn and are not ashamed to ask questions."
You taught us "don't do small good, don't do small evil".
You taught us "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you".
You teach us knowledge and learn to be a man.
Teacher, it is you who hold up our tomorrow with your arms.
I want to say "thank you!" "
We want to say, "Thank you, teacher!" "