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Poems describing education

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Silk is still in the spring

Candle is more dense

Peach and plum are planted on the board

Fruit is full of God

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Wind and rain are moist and peach and plum

Black and white paintings of the spring and autumn

Who knows that snow is on the sideburns

The sun and moon are gradually entering into the no

1. The source of the flow of long time

With the help of the Chinese government, we have been able to find the most suitable and suitable way for the people of the world.

The sky and the land and the sea.

Half a lifetime of hustle and bustle,

and now a long voyage,

the road is far, the mountain is high and the water is long.

2. The teacher, Kuang Huanxue

highly virtuous and erudite,

highly heroic and heroic.

The time is right, the place is right, the people are right,

The pen is like magic,

This is amazing.

3. Wang Bencheng

Daring to speak and act,

No complaints, no hatred, no regrets.

The storm and the thunder,

The breath and the eyebrow,

The world, who is it?

4. The Hualan Pavilion

For the sake of the country, for the sake of the family, for the sake of the people,

The wind blows, the sun shines, and the rain pours.

Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds,

Sun, moon and stars,

A companion for a lifetime of pursuit.

5. Guanzhong Tu

To be honorable,

To do things openly and brightly.

Gathering heroes from all directions,

The division is famous,

and the world is at my disposal.

6. The picture of Yixian

With the world in mind,

Looking to the infinite future.

Spilling out a world of wonders,

Re-entering the Yao Tai,

The sky and the earth are shocked by it.

The green field hall is open to take up the material splendor,

and the passers-by point to your family.

Yinggong's family is full of plums,

Why do you need to be in front of the hall like a dreamy stage, knowing that the jade maiden is coming?

Songs and songs are not visible, and the flowers and shadows of the moon are not visible.

Laughing at my idle three paths, thinking of you to assign seven sad.

Goblets and red leaves, poetry and wine are not enough.

More flowers.

Yi Xian Tu

Beauty of the world,

Eyes on the infinite future.

Spilling out the talent of the world,

Re-entering the Yao Tai,

The earth and the sky are shocked by it.

The Pavilion of Hui Lan

For the country, for the family, for the people,

Wind and sun and rain.

Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds,

Sun, moon and stars,

A companion for a lifetime of pursuing