[Teacher Poet] Li Haiming: Poems Ten Teachers

Poems Ten Teachers

"Ancient scholars must have a teacher. Master, so preaching to teach confusion." The first life does not know the source of all things, the teacher solves the confusion; the teenager does not understand the image of all things, and the teacher is taught; the young people do not see the principle of all things, and the teachers preach. The teachers of today are the "four owners" masters of "ideal beliefs, moral sentiments, solid knowledge, and benevolence. Xinfeng 38 Teacher's Day, Shi Fengguang Master.

Teacher marks

Cuidi was in the past, and you were youth.

Talent is not Confucius and Mencius, and his career is plowing.

The darkness shows the show, and Xingwang Tao Li Shu.

Wake up the flower armor, the group photo is warm.

educate

Biography of the saints, Wei Chu kneels to meditate.

The plow was opened vulgar, and the collection of Huizhiquan.

Ring ruler's positive rope ruler, teach whip to remove wax whip.

Even if the body is the title, who is willing to listen to the teacher?

Chanting

Pure land self -cultivation micro -interpretation, half -life tent established meditation.

The world is definitely a good teacher, and the three teachings are in front of the Buddha.

The 38th Teacher's Day to the majority of faculty members

The candlelight shakes the campaign, Ru Jun's nine thousand suspicious traces.

Floating World's name quietly hid, and silk vomiting was in love with the door.

Teacher

The wax torque was not bent, and the beams began to face.

The autumn wind knows the most of the teacher's mind, and the golden sowing Shenzhou comforts.

Yantong Belt Education Party Member Commando went to Xianyang Olympic Sports Center to return to grow up students

The party emblem was lingering on the chest, and the Olympic body grabbed the clock.

Cotton wool stepped on, and returned to his hometown with a smile.

During the teacher's epidemic, go to school to calmly carry out online teaching

Back up the pocket and rebellion, the drooping yellow hair house supported.

The express train crossed the door and the door was quiet, and the blackboard was shocked by the curtain.

The desk of the desk was dispelled, and the poetic sound was concentrated.

Hey worry about Sanqiu Liu, Xin Yuwan Miao Ming's expedition!

Teacher's Day Yin

The Qiqiu Xinyu continued, and the snow was never shocked.

Both eyes are looking at the windows and Haiwang, and the altar plows in the desk.

The sowing Yudong was doubtful, and the confusion was granting Wen Xin.

For a long time, I still laughed alone, and the moon was clear.

Teacher's Day Yin

Xinyong Jingshu's booming, thousands of silk only increased arrogance.

The gardener bowed the spring flowers, and the candle was drifting.

Back to the sorrow Yunyun always locks deeply, gratitude can be shaken lightly.

Golden wind dyed mountains and rivers, and the tent opened the green seedlings.

师 师 • Master

I experienced half my life whip, and the blue silk changed the snow. The tree people intend to Sang Yu late, and Runwu silently Li Yan.

Miao thrives, towering. Bingcheng Dao Dao Dao Zhongxian. Searching for the shadow of the fighting room, still wearing a star.

About the author: Li Haiming, a pseudonym frog, a native of Changwu, Shaanxi, secretary of the Education League Working Committee, director of the Office of the Bureau, a member of the 10th Member of the County CPPCC, a special researcher at the county Yan'an Spirit Research Association, a member of the Chinese Poetry Society, and the deputy president of Xianyang Youth Poetry Society Essence In 2018, he officially Xi Poetry, won the Ninth Shaanxi Youth Poet Award in 2022, and won a number of national poetry contests since Xi Shi.

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