Content of teacher's day handwritten newspaper

Why is there a festive atmosphere everywhere on the earth today?

Why is red everywhere on campus now?

Why are all the students so happy today?

Why is everyone so happy at this moment?

Ah, today is Teacher's Day, and the melody of respecting teachers and attaching importance to teaching resounds through the land of China;

Ah, today is gardener's day, and our warm congratulations are full of feelings.

Teachers, you are the gardeners of the people, and you are role models for students.

You pursue your career tirelessly, and you are full of love for your students.

You exchanged sweat for the blooming of the motherland flowers;

Your wisdom has opened an era of respecting knowledge.

You should wear red clothes for your efforts in education;

In order to cultivate the new generation of the motherland, you should have sat on the platform of knowledge.

What "knowing sin", what "nine sons and ten beggars",

These musty ideas should have been forgotten a long time ago.

The sigh of "teacher" and the sadness of "king of the children",

These old ideas have been eliminated by history.

Without the gardener's watering, how can China have a colorful world?

Without the hard work of teachers, how can we swim in the ocean of knowledge?

Without the teacher's teaching, we have no bright future;

Without the training of teachers, there will be no generation with all-round development in morality, intelligence and physique.

In class, you tell us about Shakespeare, Du Fu and Li Bai.

After class, you and we will discuss the real pursuit and the color of beauty.

We remember your diligent attitude when preparing lessons;

We can't forget your childlike innocence when you speak.

Your brain is a lake of knowledge,

Your heart is an ocean of love,

Your eyes are bright lighthouses,

Your silver hair is white with chalk.

Ah, teacher, you have been poor all your life, but you have never changed your love for education;

Ah, teacher, you are clean-handed, but you are creating a prosperous future for the motherland.

I can't write a beautiful poem today. I can only ask you to listen to my confession.

Please accept our holiday congratulations and heartfelt love!

Two songs

Female armor alone: sow with language and cultivate with colored pens.

Female b alone: sweat watering, painstaking care nourishing.

Woman Seven: This is our noble labor!

Female A independence: Build a bridge between today and tomorrow, and lay a realistic and ideal runway.

Female b alone: with wisdom and perseverance, with life and love, shape a generation and shape a great era.

Female B Qi: This is our lofty cause!

Male a alone: the gardener's sweat shines on the green leaves; The teacher's sweat bears fruit in his heart.

Man b is alone: the gardener's dream is often flowers and leaves;

Maggie: The fragrance of flowers and the shade of leaves.

Male Adu: Teachers' dreams are often sweet smiles and loud reading sounds.

Maggie: Sweet smiling face, Lang Lang's book sound.

Maggie: This is our persistent pursuit!

Woman a is alone: on the podium, at the desk, cold comes and summer goes, and a little effort is scattered;

Female B alone: bursting buds, nurturing peaches and plums, spring flowers and autumn fruits, and sincere boxing.

Woman A and Woman B: There is only spring in the calendar and only sowing in life.

Woman 7: This is our selfless dedication!

Man A is alone: with his dexterous hands, he planted peaches and plums that will always smell fragrant;

Male B alone: Cultivate flowers that never fade with deep love.

Maggie: This is our great wish!

Woman A: A person who is with children all the year round is always as lively as a clear spring. A person who cultivates seedlings enthusiastically hopes to beat in his heart forever; A selfless person has a vivid image in children's memory; A person who warms others with his heart must be a raised sail.

Nucky: This is our spiritual pillar!

Man A: Look at the annual catkins and willows. They can endure the annual cicada singing and heat, sing the annual autumn rain and overcome the annual snowstorm and frost. No luxury is the heart of the world; Read thousands of books and educate people with emotion.

Man A is alone: with his dexterous hands, he planted peaches and plums that will always smell fragrant;

Cultivate flowers that never fade with deep love.

This is our grand goal!

A person who is with children all the year round will always have a lively mind like a clear spring; A person who cultivates seedlings enthusiastically hopes to beat in his heart forever; A selfless person has a vivid image in children's memory; A person who warms others with his heart must be a raised sail.

This is our spiritual pillar!

Watch the annual flying willow, endure the annual cicada singing in the heat, sing the annual autumn rain and fight the annual snow and frost. No luxury is the heart of the world; Read thousands of books and educate people with emotion.

This is the source of our happiness.

This is our spiritual pillar! This is the source of our happiness.

chapter two

Some people say that teachers are the ones who support the sun. But I want to say, we are the charcoal in winter, the shade in summer, the stepping stone in turbulence, and the beacon light in the foggy sea.

In the eyes of children, we are "real seeds, kind messengers and beautiful flags."

Real seeds,

A good messenger,

Beautiful flag.

Some people say that teachers are people who teach and solve puzzles. But all I know is that chalk is written in a special language, which leads to students' hearts. It is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream and as exciting as a rushing river. . . . . .

Ding Dong deshanquan

A gurgling stream. Masculinity: the teacher of running water, the model of the world. Just because I feel superficial, I always go deep; It is precisely because I feel that I still have shortcomings that I pursue it every day; It is precisely because we don't avoid the heaviness of mountains that we become real mountains.

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!

Your lectures are colorful,

Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me.

Let me see a beautiful new world. ...

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 is not praising you!

Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.

Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness!

Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty.

It's you, shining with beautiful sunshine and nourishing beautiful rain and dew.

Our hearts are full of green grass and 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 are more like a nameless root, making small trees thrive.

And fill the branches with rich fruits, but ask for no reward.

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 sow spring, ideals and strength with the noblest feelings of human beings. ...

Sowing with language, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat, 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, grains of sand have become pearls and glistened.

There are countless proud and happy memories of your teaching career.

But you keep them in your heart and stare 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 exciting as a rushing river. ...

Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag about 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!

Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you!

Your lecture is so colorful that every chapter seems to open a window in front of me.

Let me see a beautiful new world. ...

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 is not praising you!

Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.

Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness!

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 are more like a nameless root, making small trees thrive.

And fill the branches with rich fruits, but ask for no reward.

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 sow spring, ideals and strength with the noblest feelings of human beings. ...

Sowing with language, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat, 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 of your teaching career.

But you keep them in your heart and stare 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 exciting as a rushing river. ...

Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag about 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!

Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you!

I'm too religious to look for words,

Because the word "teacher" itself is the highest respect in the world.

I am a green tree, bathed in the sunshine of wisdom,

Thrive in the soil of your knowledge.

The deep feelings of the sky and the earth are engraved in my heart and will never be forgotten.

Teacher, do you remember me? That naughty and ignorant child.

When you receive this card, you will think that I have come to your side again.

Your teaching is the brilliant sunshine shining in my heart, which makes my youth bloom.

Teacher, you inspired me and made me really understand the elegance of nature.

From then on, I understood every green leaf, every colorful cloud and every spray.

Dear teacher, snow is your symbol;

I wish you a happy new year and good luck every year!

Teaching is like a spring breeze, and teachers are as deep as the sea.

We like you, young teacher;

You are as handsome as spruce and as deep as blue sky;

You are very knowledgeable and have a tolerant heart.

Never tire of learning, never tire of teaching, peaches and plums are fragrant and enjoyable.

Bless you and have a happy holiday!

After parting, your voice will always echo in my ears for a long time;

Your figure often appears in my mind; Your teachings, in my heart forever ...

I wish you peace and success on this day that belongs to you!

I am not your best student, but you are my most respected teacher.

In your festival, your students wish you eternal youth!

The teacher scooped up the water from Tianchi Lake and sprinkled it on the ground to cultivate new seedlings.

Dear teacher, your teachings are like spring breeze, like Seo Woo, and you will never forget my heart.

Sincerely bless you: Ankang, Ruyi!

You gave me the real meaning of life as bright as gold. After years of polishing and washing, it has become clearer and clearer!

The name engraved on the board may not be immortal, and the name engraved on the stone may not be immortal;

Your name will be engraved in our hearts forever!

Everything in the past will become a kind memory, and everything that has passed away will know its value-I miss the few minutes you took us through.

Today, in a distant place, your students folded the yesterday you gave them into a boat of memory and let it float in the lake of missing. ...

Your inculcation is a clear spring of love, which will flow in the riverbed of my heart forever. ...

The sun shines, and the gardener is full of spring;

Rain moistens, peaches and plums are tender and red.

Wish you a happy holiday!

In the near future, whether I become a tall poplar or a low grass,

Teacher, I will pay tribute to you with the green of life!

May cheerful songs haunt you all the time;

May happy years be with you forever. Wish you a happy holiday!

Teacher, we sincerely wish,

Like the green on the old tree, it is thick and dense, and it increases with the years!

All thoughts are mixed with endless gratitude and admiration.

May your festival be full of light and peace!

When we picked the harvest fruit, you left yourself with white hair dyed with chalk dust.

Salute to you, dear teacher!

I want to look into your eyes again, listen to your lecture again, and shake your hand.

Thank you sincerely, sincerely.

Sincere blessing represents a grateful heart.

When you open this little card, may your happiness and wishes be satisfied at the same time!

May the teacher, like the high sun, give us warmth, so we love you;

Teachers, like the raging sea, give us enthusiasm, and we respect you for it;

Teachers, like hardworking gardeners, left us their own fruits, and we respect you for this;

Teachers, like loyal scalpers, give us their labor and we will serve you!

spring silkworm

Li Shangyin, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote the poem "Spring silkworms die, and night candles burn the wick", which brought the perseverance, faithfulness and dedication of spring silkworms to the extreme and became a beautiful sentence sung through the ages. People vividly compare teachers to "spring silkworms", which is a high evaluation of teachers' selfless dedication and noble quality. People praise teachers as spring silkworms, who "spit out all the silk threads in their hearts, pour infinite love into life, and weave a bright and warm world without knowing anything". "Spring Silkworm" is a title that teachers feel extremely honored. Zhu Guangqian, a famous educator, said: "As long as I live, I will spin silk for a day. I hope that the silk I spit out can add a little warmth to the world and make spring stronger. "

Spring silkworm is pure and flawless, with noble temperament; In spring, I ate a few green leaves and spit out a splendid picture. Only glorious people's teachers are worthy of this title, because the excellent quality of spring silkworms is endless and spinning.

Candle-the warmest and moving title

candle

This famous saying comes from Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. People praise candles because they burn themselves silently and illuminate others with their own light until they burn themselves out. Speaking of the quality of candles, people will think of their beloved teachers, who impart knowledge to students and illuminate their voyage with the light of wisdom and character. Isn't this selfless dedication to "light the way for others, let others see the light and burn themselves out" the most vivid metaphor for people's teachers? "If the red candle glows and gives off heat, it carefully cultivates the excellent materials of the country, just like a spring silkworm who has no regrets and dedicates herself to education." This pair of couplets encouraged by the teacher is the recognition and pride of the title of "candle".

A willing helmsman

Lu Xun, a great modern writer, famously said, "Bow your head and be a willing ox", which sublimated and carried forward the spirit of a willing ox. Later, people used "willing to be a willing ox" to describe a person who is willing to serve the people and is selfless. People call the teacher Gan Niu because it is a well-deserved and most appropriate metaphor. Our country has always had the traditional virtue that teachers and students are "as close as father and son". Teachers love their students as much as their own children, work as hard as a willing cow, are willing to make dedication, and make all efforts to cultivate a willing child without asking for anything in return. Liu Rangxian, an outstanding teacher in China who won the "Ruzi Niu Award", has been rooted in the rural areas of Qinghai Plateau for decades and worked as hard as an ox, dedicating his love to his children selflessly. Liu Rangxian is an outstanding representative of teachers and a vivid embodiment of the spirit of "a willing ox". The spirit of "a willing ox" is characterized by "deep love, silent cultivation, hard struggle and selfless dedication" and "eating grass to milk". These excellent qualities are embodied in the vast number of teachers in our country. Therefore, calling a teacher a "Confucian cow" is China's most distinctive compliment.

It takes three generations to make a gentleman.

We are poor all our lives. The poorer we are, the stronger our ambition will be. We are full of energy, and peaches and plums are fragrant all over the world;

The three-foot platform rewards ambition and shines with red heart for nine days.

A generation of teachers is a thousand years old, and the soul of the teacher will be passed down forever!

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Who is it-

Leading the ignorant into the spacious classroom,

Teach us a wealth of knowledge?

It is you! Teacher!

With your hard work and sweat,

Raising the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.

Who is it-

Put naughty us

Education should be considerate and helpful?

It is you! Teacher!

Your care is like a warm spring breeze.

It warms our hearts.

Who is it-

Put young us

Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?

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!