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Teachers – perhaps the most patient and tolerant individuals for our mistakes. They provide us with every stroke of the pen and profound life lessons. Sometimes strict, it all stems from love, wanting us to become better individuals. To express gratitude to these teachers, here are self-composed poems about teachers by students, collected and compiled.
1. The teacher and the ancient ferry
Silently flowing through the years
The boat narrates stories of a time long ago
The oarsman tirelessly ferries and receives
Amidst chalk dust falling heavily at noon
Soaring like kites in the sky
Guests of old are somewhat forgotten
Drifting far, the water forgets their names
Now the river is silent, sad, the laughter is gone
Drops of salty dew beside life
The teacher's hair turns white in the winter afternoon
The teacher's eyes, worn, gaze into the distance
The lonely guava tree stands in the river of time.
2. The ferryman
A lifetime, a river's course
Few stand vigil at the shore
'To cross the river, rely on the ferry'
Life's journey leans on those who guide.
Through years of relentless sun and rain
The intellectual boat, the teacher ferries countless souls
Crossing the river, leaving behind smiles
Love bestowed upon the respected teacher.
The rustic ferry – head in the morning dew
Always accompanying us through myriad days
That river bend still remains here
The teacher continues to ferry full boats across the river...
3. My teacher
Dreaming to meet my old teacher
Holding hands tightly, laughing heartily
Sharing nostalgic emotions
Recalling memories, borrowing moments.
That naive time, untarnished
The teacher recognizes students by faces
Laziness conceals hidden worries
Fumbling and confused, answering in circles.
Receiving a memorable score of seven
Lowering the overall average, oh the end of the semester
Those moments of packing up for exams
The last question too difficult, sitting contemplative.
Waiting until the class disperses
Thanks to the teacher's guidance, now at ease
Mathematics, a passion in the past
It makes me forever remember writing poems for the teacher.
4. Grateful for the teacher
I forever remember the profound meaning of teachers
Shoulders silently burdened on some afternoons
Elevating sweet words
Guiding the dreams of students.
At times, a sense of worry arises within
For teachers who have toiled a lifetime
Never abandoning the playful children
Despite difficulties, always smiling with joy.
Hoping my child faces setbacks with ease
So the teacher bears less weariness
Tranquil and free in the realm of the soul
Their kindness engraves my heart every day.
Retain the old innocence, now aged
Under the school roof covered in moss
Prompting us to contemplate many things
Teachers are boundless loves.
5. Congratulations to the teachers
'To cross, take the bridge of Kieu
To love words, embrace the teacher.'
Songs echo in the air
The fragrance of milk overflows with longing
Even if far in any direction
How can we forget the teacher's grace?
Even if across the vast horizons
Teacher's kindness remains unforgettable for a lifetime.
6. Thank you, teachers
When drinking water, remember the source
When eating fruit, recall the one who planted the tree
Teaching us to read today
Becoming useful individuals, gratitude to Teacher and Madam.
Accidentally fell in love with the profession of ferrying
Hoping to pass on knowledge, make students successful
Any teacher with expectations
We must remember and deeply appreciate...
Teaching each child to become a Human
Imparting each lesson, chalk wearing on the sore neck
Hoping the students understand quickly
Smiling joyfully in the midst of hardship is also a celebration.
Time passes swiftly, never ceasing
Teachers continue to teach their beloved students
Coming to each and every student
Who forgets, who remembers, who looks at Teacher…
To cross the river, rely on the ferry
Few forget the ferry from the old days
The boatman, despite sun and rain
Overcoming rough waves, still guides the students.
Bowing in apology, Teacher and Madam
It's been a while, I also forgot the ferry, don't guide anymore
Words are full, speaking is redundant
The teaching efforts are silent, no need for fanfare.
7. Expressing gratitude to teachers
Generations have become individuals
All through the first strokes of the characters taught by you
Without the ferryman guiding the boat
Without teachers instructing, students would not thrive.
Becoming individuals, gratitude is repaid
The teaching efforts are never forgotten, the teacher-student bond is strong
Celebrating Teacher's Day with joy
A fresh bouquet vividly expresses honor.
Words conveying a bit of sentiment
Teachers, along with their families, live in peace
Robust physical and mental health
Cultivating individuals, a career stretching through life.
8. Teacher
The wind unintentionally blows strong this morning
I suddenly see your hair turning white, dear teacher
Consoling myself that it's just chalk dust
Yet, my heart is stirred endlessly
How many years has it been? How many years, dear teacher?…
The class has moved on, but you remain
That paddle is the white chalk in your hand
And you, the meticulous ferryman
Guiding us towards the future
Time, please pause, don't flow
Let us clasp our hands and bow once more
Calling your name with utmost love…
9. Eternal gratitude to our dear teachers
Many years have passed, and now we awaken
Soon, those beloved days will be left behind
The joyful days of going to school
Drifting away with each white cloud.
I remember the pure and innocent days
You taught me every letter, every poetic rhyme
You guided me to knock on the door of life
And the grace of a graceful young woman.
My soul harbors a long-lasting sorrow
You embraced and stroked my head when I cried
Your forehead with firm wrinkles
Your gentle eyes observing us
In our young age, ignorant of worries
Still mischievously calling you the 'camp leader'
And we, the small sheep
You shepherded in the vast field of knowledge.
In the final days of our student life
I suddenly realize a tiny thing
An immense and boundless love
You devoted to us, the small sheep.
10. Back to the old school
It's been a while since I visited the old school
Missing the rows of trees, missing the beloved stone seats
Missing the teachers, recalling those end-of-school days
Yearning for the classroom, oh, countless cherished memories
Time, please return
Bring back the memories, the imprints of love
Sitting here, reminiscing about so much
Teachers paved the way for my journey
Today, what I have is thanks to the knowledge they nurtured
Teachers planted trees for shade in the future
Caring for the garden, so lush and evergreen
Oh, the nostalgic days of innocence
Still having teachers and friends by our side forever.
11. Fond memories of teachers
Recalling the old school, the time of white chalk and blackboard
The classroom in those bustling, sunny days
Time has passed, leaving each silent moment undisturbed
Inadvertently touched, feeling the eyes stinging.
Those who left, who knows where they are now?
The old class welcomes new faces
A corner of the heart covered in moss awaits
Remembering what has been forgotten, why not come back to visit?
Notebooks still preserve the months and years
The old ink hasn't blurred the handwriting
Those memories last a lifetime
Though they've passed, it feels like just yesterday.
Who returned to the old school this evening?
The day of Commemoration, is it still remembered?
Who picked up the golden leaf and kept it?
Withered now, why can't it be let go?
Standing in the university lecture hall sometimes
Wanting to relive that Commemoration day
Where the corner of the classroom was filled with paper flowers
The celebratory song echoing through the class…
The old school, the presence of Miss and Mister
Lessons, still vividly remembered to this day
Longing to sing innocently as in the past
Embracing a bouquet, offering it before the class to the Teachers…
12. Teacher's Lullaby
Every profession has its lullaby
Good or bad, the teacher chooses this melody
The lullaby of the wind, the color of clouds
Mother's river, father's plow
Starting at the age of three
The teacher lulls a hometown melody for you
Love, and remember to love more
Love has no final threshold!
The teacher doesn't lull to sleep with a thousand verses
Knowing words, but standing behind in life
Childhood has a moment
Dreams as vast as the sky, a thousand years
Like lulling flames in the soul
The flower within the leaf, the bud within the tree
The teacher lulls the entire enchantment
Hoping to fulfill your dreams completely.
Mother lulls to sleep through the night
The teacher lulls as the sun rises every day
In you, letters are stacked thick
Don't forget, mom still worries about the grain of rice
From within the cool shade of the school
Seeking a lullaby to guide you on your way
Surely, the teacher is also getting old
Merging into each student's life.
Even if chalk whitens the blackboard
The baggage is enough for the teacher to carry along.
13. Lullaby of Gratitude to Teacher
Father's labor, mother's love, teacher's grace
The lullaby has been flying since childhood
The teacher holds the pen to write a lesson
Teaching the principles of life for the child to become a person.
Life's path is tough, dear Teacher
From the pages of books to the challenging life outside
Twists, turns, rough terrains abound
Human values intertwined, a myriad of golden threads.
People continue teaching each other
Father's grace, mother's favor, teachers' tireless efforts
Are today's youth misguided?
Has faith been lost like human decency?
Lullabies seem whimsical
Father's words struggle in the harsh reality
Teachers' words suddenly become vague
Like fairy tales from the distant past
Teachers are just human beings
Struggling in the tumult of life
Even though 'deep well, troubled pot'
They can't surpass the fame of teacher and student.
A lifetime diligently ferrying the boat
Guiding numerous generations to the shores of the future
'Even half a word is still a teacher'
Words of ancestors, has it ever been wrong?
Though life may not be as beautiful as dreams
The love between teachers and students is enduring
Your hair has turned gray with time
Yet, you still nurture us with the gratitude of a Teacher.
14. Dust of Chalk Far Away
Lost in thought as the afternoon sun fades
Fondly remembering the overwhelming beauty of the past
Walking alone, daydreaming to rediscover
A glimpse of the fragrance of yesteryears under the school roof.
In a daze as the evening sun loses its glow
Longing for the nostalgic days, intoxicated soul
Silently wandering to find again
A fleeting scent of the past beneath the school's shelter.
Even though it's far, the memories linger
These old desks, these rows of trees
The blackboard lies, remembering the youthful you
The chalk dust is far away... Sending a hint of fragrance!
Old friends, now distant from me
Each one in a different place, separated!
Life is like a vast library, remembering the sun!
The library is extensive, missing the sunlight!!!
Tears now shed for whom?
Sorrow for the lingering years far away
Where to find the remaining silhouette?
I remember my teacher, I remember... so heartbroken!
As if the echo of the lecture still remains
Every page of the lesson plan is still intact
Though life may lead in myriad directions
I still remember you, dear teacher! Unforgettable.
15. Best Wishes to Educators
On the occasion of Vietnam Teacher's Day
Wishing teachers endless joy
Radiant health, a glorious career
Nurturing the noble task of cultivating individuals
Broadening our steps with a wealth of knowledge
Carrying it as a lifelong luggage.
No matter where we go in the future,
We'll always remember the grace of our teachers.
On the occasion of Vietnam Teacher's Day
Wishing teachers robust health and high achievements
Their efforts are meticulously accounted for
Gathering every word to build dreams
Guiding every tender soul in childhood
A magnanimous heart with boundless generosity
Their deeds, like a deep imprint in the sky and sea,
Expressed beyond words, full of gratitude.
We, the students, offer the most beautiful bouquet from our hearts.
16. Wishing Teacher Good Health
70. Haiku Reflections
My teacher, a slender figure
Bent against the rain, wind wearing out the soles
Flowers wither, fall in loneliness
Under faded leaves, a flag of mourning.
Oh, teacher, through the schoolyard path
The moon again shines by the Haiku garden
Come and hear the serene whispers
This little poet crafts verses in rhyme.
The clear moon illuminates twice
Time tints the edges of dreamy aspirations
Teacher returns, rewrites the poem
Awkward memories along the winding edges.
74. Awaiting the Teacher
Oh, teacher, beyond those journeys
Dreams ablaze, affections for students endure
Life, with many winding paths
May the white clouds not obscure the way back.
76. Beloved Teacher
My life intertwined with the school
I love the teacher, affection profound
Teaching me the closeness of mountains and rivers
Teaching me with a heart full of dreams
Guiding me in math, reciting poems
Teaching me manners, greeting teachers with respect
Caring for my penmanship and straightening my posture
Her heart, like a mother's, nurturing
Helping me with hair, refining my sitting posture
My love for her, a lifelong bond
Together, we adore the radiant affection of the teacher.
78. Teacher in the Highlands
One morning, the highland welcomes a young woman
Steps short, steps tall, across the vast sky
Cheerful, she walks along the wildflower-covered path
Beauty resembling a twenty-year-old forest orchid.
81. Journey to the Highlands
Setting out, no one understands
Leaving the city, crossing streams and rivers
Bundling belongings, heading to the mountainous region
A handful of words and a devoted heart.
83. Festival Night Delight
84. Joys and Sorrows of Educators
Teaching, a profession full of challenges and hardships
Quietly ferrying the boat, no fear of early mornings or noons
Night after night, preparing each page of the lesson plan
To pass on to the students tomorrow.
86. Farewell Day on the Podium
87. Infinite Expectations
88. The Long Road Ahead
Educators are boundless in expectations
Hoping that students excel in each test
Day after day, the wish remains
For solid steps toward the future.
90. Weaver of Dreams
91. Boat of Dreams
92. Gratitude for the Dream Nurture
93. My Teacher
Every time stumbling over study
Feels like someone's there by my side
Encouraging, comforting, empathizing
Warm and tender as the silhouette of a teacher
Like water by the lake, calming
My heart at ease with the gentle teacher
A wealth of knowledge, a golden treasure trove
Opening my mind every day
The teacher is a bright and beautiful mirror
I reflect on it every day as I grow
Grateful to you, I'll never forget
Loving you as my dear mother.
96. Grateful Memories of Teachers
Sitting alone beside the lesson plan in the silent night
These moments feel even more cherished and loved
The profession of rowing the boat is hard from dawn
Bringing little ones to the shore of happiness.
Dreams turned into reality
The class of knowledge has grown up
Each desk along with the names
Dearly cherished every hour of teaching.
Purple flowers gently fall, decorating the whiteboard
The teacher-student relationship over the years is still here
The verses in the diary add thickness
Away from the class, hoping for the day I return.
100. Teaching, a profession early and late, knows no hesitation
Those boat journeys continue, reaching the peaceful shores forever.
101. The Noble Deed of Teaching
November begins, the cold sets in
The early season wind hastens to bid farewell to autumn
Oh, the day of teachers is forever engraved
How can one forget the act of teaching and nurturing.
Far from the old school, though it's been a while, the memories linger
The words of teachers remain eternal in the heart
Nurturing dreams, students immersed in silent diligence
Never thought of revisiting the old school until now.
105. Teachers nurture and teach, stroke by stroke of the pen
Like a caring mother holding her beloved child
Kind teachers impart countless lessons
The guiding principles echo, yet students may forget.
106. Oh, dear teachers! Though life's currents ebb and flow
The boatman continues to gracefully navigate the river
Forever shielding against the storms
For students, determined amidst challenges without hesitation.
107. Despite students' playful and naive tendencies
Teachers persistently advise and endure with patience
Through a lifetime of navigating trials and tribulations
Smiling brightly, disregarding their own weary feet.
108. How does a teacher remember all students, whether diligent or carefree?
The indifferent ones, and those who know, dear teachers
Now, students are treading their own paths everywhere
Hearts forever cherish the place where they once belonged.
109. Dedication to students fuels greater aspirations
Wishing teachers longevity and flourishing careers
May you always find peace, good health, and warmth of love
For me to sketch the paths I tread.
110. On Teacher's Day, afar, students secretly wish
To return for a visit or bring a small gift
Revering the hardworking teachers without bounds
Profound gratitude, students hold dearly.
111. Teachers are the very stars illuminating
Guiding lights brightening the path I walk.
And you, dear teacher, are a precious mother
Gifted by the heavens to educate and nurture us.
112. Teachers are the stars lighting the way,
Guiding beacons illuminating the path we tread.
While you, dear teacher, are a kind and precious mother
Bestowed upon us by the heavens for education and care.
Once a year, a special occasion unfolds
Twenty, eleven, a day dedicated to teachers
Students embellish every detail
Silk scarves, fine robes, all in celebration.
Autumn sky shines brightly
Some adorned with flowers, others with charming blooms
Expressing gratitude with joyous flair
Days of toil, teachers' care we proclaim.
Now, in this delicate moment
We gather, honoring our teachers
Happy Teacher's Day, a circle of love
Wishing health and wisdom for the days ahead.
25. Gratitude to teachers, kindness to mentors
The dock witnesses a thousand years of teacher's dedication
Throughout generations, calling for young minds to build a golden foundation
Steadfast heart propels the boat of humanity forward
Sea of colors, forest of scents, the path of virtue unfolds
Weave sincere words for those who seek
Numerous good intentions for those who create
Hands paint the beauty of imparted teachings
Chalkboard etches the grace nurturing dreams.
26. When the teacher retires
Aged phoenix trees grace the summer sky above
Where the teacher's lectern suddenly seems lower:
'My dear students... this year, your last summer in high school...'
A slight choke... the chalk dust shatters the quiet.
Was it yesterday or some distant year?
The eager footsteps entering the high school gate
Love for the rice plant transformed from a grain of rice
The teacher nurtured a golden season, the land echoed with harmony.
Tomorrow the teacher returns, does the old schoolyard lie in pain?
Or does the longing bury itself in the dust?
Despite bitterness, despite a hundred thousand sorrows
What hardships does the teacher entrust to the future?
Tomorrow the teacher returns, the season calls for sunlight on high
Shoulders silver like the color of worn-out notebooks
I want to call out, so the heartache wells up
How many times have I, a mischievous student, defied you, dear teacher!
27. Grateful to the teacher
I will forever cherish the profound meaning of teachers
Shoulders bearing the weight silently in the afternoon
Uttering sweet words
Guiding the dreams of students.
Sometimes, a sense of worry creeps into the heart
As teachers toil through a lifetime
Never abandoning the playful children
Despite the hardships, always smiling and joyful.
Hoping to push back the extremes
So that teachers can bear less burden
Tranquil and free in the soul's realm
Grateful for the hearts they guard every day.
Preserving the innocence of bygone days
Under the school roof covered in moss
Prompting reflections on many things
Teachers are boundless love.
28. Lifelong Gratitude to Teachers
Chalk diligently traces the fingertips
Lecture halls bear the imprints of the teacher's steps
Months and days spent tirelessly in the classroom
Listening to moments of wisdom and diminishing fatigue.
The ferry shuttles, anticipating a reunion
The old dock hesitates, longing for change
Across rivers and countless paths, the boat navigates
Silver hair from afar remembers the teacher.
29. The Ferryman
Throughout a lifetime, ferrying passengers across the river
Who still remembers the silent ferryman?
Still going back and forth, whether in rain or shine!
Bidding farewell... a farewell that may never return?
Still quietly, with all the heart
For the noble cause of nurturing minds!
A few lines of poetry, replacing words of gratitude
Wishing teachers always strong and peaceful.
Hoping teachers... are always filled with overflowing happiness
The bond between teacher and student engraved for a lifetime!
After many years, I return to find
The riverbank here, where is the ferryman now?
Even if time turns the hair silver
The teacher-student relationship never fades!
Suddenly in the heart, a melancholy
Where are the teachers among countless paths?
30. Words from the Teacher
Someday, you will grow up, my dear students
Soaring far, reaching the ends of the sky
Will you ever remember, oh my dears?
The old school, where once you lived
A place that lifted you to aspiring heights
The sweetness of youth, the shade of folk poetry
The era of learning under the lively sun
Hearts fragrant like the scent of fresh ink
Though knowing that in the upcoming months
Teacher and students may part ways
Why does the teacher's heart vigilantly hold onto earnest feelings?
Wanting to convey a few more words of advice to you.
These self-composed poems about teachers are the gifts
That students want to send to their mentors. Thank you, teachers—
The silent ferry operators who have brought countless generations of students to the shores of the future. Thanks to you, we become individuals, living meaningfully in society.
We hope these poems will be profound gifts for teachers on every commemorative occasion, expressing gratitude to those who silently steer the ferry.
