What are the poems praising primary schools?
2. Admire the students from five continents.
3. The style of study is intangible,
4. School discipline has cameras.
5. Ten thousand gardeners are full of books,
6. Thousands of peaches and plums won the championship.
7. It is difficult to do scientific research in spring.
8. A place is fragrant and sweaty.
Pregnant and talented,
How can you be virtuous?
Enjoy life,
Talented people become famous late.
The calendar time is short,
Shake the jade.
Lan Yu walked leisurely.
Keywords pregnancy, yang and essence,
Repairing gold is the essence of beauty.
Life is a stone,
A gifted scholar is Golden Gate.
There are wizards,
2. Poems praising primary schools are dedicated to the alma mater.
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There are first-class teachers
Energetic students.
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There is a Dibo Garden, which brings together scenic spots from all over the world.
There are biological parks planted with exotic flowers and herbs from all over the country.
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Have our most precious memories.
Have our most unforgettable junior high school life.
There are our closest friends.
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There are unforgettable hardships during our military training.
There is our hard final struggle in the third grade.
In this beautiful campus
Have a bond of friendship
There are joys and sorrows.
But more is the style of sweat washing.
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I love you forever-a poem dedicated to my alma mater
Hang your name on your chest every day.
I can feel your great love.
You will always be my forest.
I am a small seed.
My thoughts germinate in your care.
Every time I look up at you,
Your shoulders are like a wooden house.
Including blue sky and white clouds
I once imagined that we could stand together forever.
All the beautiful mornings and nights
Wake up silently at your feet and go to sleep.
3. praise the original publisher of the school's poems: zhbjy810327.
Ode to campus life is the most beautiful lesson in our life. If someone asks which school is the best. Of course, I said without hesitation: "It's our Chengguan Primary School!" Yes, the school that both teachers and students admire is the best school. I will sincerely praise her today. I praise school as a paradise for learning. I can hear the sound of books every day, crisp and pleasant; The "rustling" sound of writing while doing homework is intoxicating; There are beautiful songs in the classroom from time to time, which makes art have an indissoluble bond with us; Exquisite and creative small production comes from our dexterous hands. The playground shows the elegant demeanor and energetic faces of our teachers and students, and meets the challenges of every day with strong physique. I praise the warm embrace of the school. The school is a kind mother who embraces every student with open arms. She loves everyone; When students make a little progress, she always looks at them and touches them with gentle hands, so that teachers and students can feel their inner excitement and joy; When making mistakes and falling behind, she will cast a reproachful and tolerant look and moisten our lost hearts with love like spring breeze and rain. I praise the selfless dedication of the school. Do you know what the school has given us? It is knowledge, it is strength! We have grown from an ignorant child to an excellent student today, and every progress is saturated with the efforts of the school. "There is a wonderful road in Lushan, and there is no cliff to learn." The school let us find the knack of learning, and let us find happiness in learning. We are a small boat on a long voyage. The school gave us a sail, with which we can go further and see a wider world. I love school, because everything in school is worthy of nostalgia and concern! I would like to stand on the roadside of the campus and make my head full of green and fragrance. As long as beautiful.
4. What are the poems praising the school? 1, seven laws, school anniversary.
anonymous
Be full of ambition and walk out of school
Years are eventful, and dreams set sail.
Alma mater Hua Chen Xiang ju
Pupils celebrate Shang Qing.
Wen Xin Xue Meixing Ji Ye
I am glad to see that my brother is my pillar.
Farewell is boundless.
Sang Yu algae painted a male seal.
2. Ode to Qingxi
anonymous
I met you when I stepped into the school gate. Your name is Qingxi.
Qingxi, Qingxi,
My forever mother, from now on, I will be heart to heart with you.
Qingxi, Qingxi,
79 years old, you are still young.
After 79 years of ups and downs, you have grown up three times and finally.
3. Clouds in the Far East
anonymous
The grass is green, the river is curved and the road is long.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, birds fly by, the summer color is not strong, and the rice and wheat are yellow.
In the faint wind, several scholars were humming along.
In the field, the sunset glow was sent away and the sunrise was ushered in.
The memory of a primary school taught me to sail from now on.
4. Campus
anonymous
Stepping into the campus, the book is overflowing.
A warm wind blew.
Campus is poetry, campus is painting.
Campus is a long river of history, and campus is like the red leaves of Xiangshan.
This is the ocean of poetry, and this is the paradise of flowers.
We cultivate here, and we harvest here.
Our campus is a paradise of dreams.
5. School
anonymous
Hang your name on my chest every day, and I can feel your great love.
You will always be my forest,
I am a small seed, and my thoughts germinate under your care.
Every time I look up at you, your shoulders are like a wooden house.
Including blue sky and white clouds.
I used to imagine that we could stand together forever,
All beautiful mornings and nights, wake up and sleep silently at your feet.
5. I want a poem praising primary school and bidding farewell to my alma mater-send: 8 1 Middle school is connected with small trees, pleasant flowers and warm spring breeze, wandering in a corner of my alma mater, recalling the past.
The old school motto "Learn to be a teacher and be a model" inspired me for five years. Five years ago, when I came to this cadre school teacher with a strong cultural atmosphere with youthful frivolity and confusion, I was glad that I would spend my last student days here and make a strong contribution to my study career. Some people say that all landscapes will exclude some people and favor some people; All people are born to belong to different landscapes. Therefore, the memory of reading in my life is destined to belong here, which has brought endless yearning to my classmates. The setting sun embraces the solemn teaching building, and its stalwart figure is drawn long, sitting on the steps in front of the front building to listen to the voice of communication alone, and the footprints it pursues are hidden under the fine trees. Session after session of students learn knowledge here, but in the end they linger here again and again. Maybe everyone doesn't want to give up the feelings established in the past five years so easily. The sadness of leaving silently makes me follow. Every inch of the wall, every shadow is touching my heartstrings. I want to write a poem for my alma mater, which is full of tears of parting. My familiar alma mater walked into my dream day and night, wandering around, and I couldn't find that poem, lingering until dawn in countless awake nights. "Things have changed." Flowers fall in one season. The figures of schoolmates are still shuttling under the ivy on campus, on the playground and in the dining room, which seems to show that they still belong here, looking up at the clouds, and their hearts are boundless. The faint clouds are gray against the light blue sky, like a pair of eyes and faces full of tears. There are many stops on the road of life, but this one makes me miss most. Kundera said: Life is a tree full of possibilities. It's lonely in the air. I greet you gently: goodbye, a poem dedicated to my alma mater. There are first-class teachers and energetic students here. There is Dibo Park, which brings together scenic spots from all over the world. There are biological parks planted with exotic flowers and grasses from all over the world. Here are our most precious memories, our most unforgettable junior high school career, our closest friends, our unforgettable hard work in military training and our last hard struggle in senior three. There are feelings, righteousness and bitterness in this beautiful campus. Happiness is more about the elegant demeanor washed by sweat = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = I love you forever-a poem dedicated to my alma mater. I can feel your great love every day. For me, I will always be a small forest. I used to fantasize that we could stand together forever, and all the beautiful mornings and nights woke up and fell asleep silently at your feet. Until today, I have grown into a moving tree to relive the love you gave me, and I will stand in a corner of my life like you and form a shade in the storm of years = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
I'm like a little flower that just bloomed. You gave me soil, you gave me clear water, I grew up in your arms, I studied in your arms, you let me know what I should do, you won't let me become idle when I grow up, you let me know the mystery of the world, thank you, my alma mater is that you let me, a lost bird, find my partner again and find my home again, ah, my alma mater. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = I love you forever-a poem dedicated to my alma mater. I hang your name on my chest every day. I can feel your great love. You will always be my forest. I am the seed of a smile. My thoughts sprout in your care every time. All the beautiful mornings and nights wake up silently at your feet and fall asleep again. Until today, I have grown into a moving tree to relive the love you gave me. I just want to stand in a corner of life like you and form a green shade in the storm of years = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = I loved you deeply. From the moment I walked into the gate of your school, you gave me knowledge, inspired me and helped me climb the ladder of success. When I came back to you again, I opened my eyes and looked at your high blue sky, green grass and magnificent classroom. My memory is like a whirlwind outside the Great Wall. The storm, the passion I associate with, is like the tide rising from the sea, stirring my unspeakable poems and unforgettable memory fragments, and irresistibly evoking a string of lingering emotions. Although I can't pluck the strings to play melodious melody for you in the morning sunrise and warm summer night like a superb pianist, I can't sing, let the beautiful songs float over the high walls and the treetops. I left it in the Liu Yin by the lake, but I can dedicate my poem to you with passion, blessing and aura as my sincere congratulations on your centenary celebration. My heart is with my alma mater, teachers and classmates. The sincere friendship of teachers is constantly injecting knowledge, wisdom and creativity into my tender heart, making my scrawled pen turn a blank sheet of paper into a piece. Although I have been away from here for a long time, I have the same friendship with her, and I have continuous contact with her. Here is full of hope of sowing, here is a magnificent design woven, here is pregnant with a large number of talents, and here indicates a bumper harvest. I once bloomed here like a strong red flower and stood upright with a smile. I am as happy as a beloved girl.
6. What are the poems praising the school? 1, Seven Laws, Feeling for the celebration of the school-unknown, full of ambition, eventful years, dreams, sailing, alma mater, Huachen, gathering with students * * * News came, Xue Meile felt infinite when he saw his brother bid farewell to the pillars. 2. Ode to Qingxi, painted by Sang Yu algae.
Qingxi, Qingxi, my forever mother, will be heart to heart with you from now on. Qingxi Qingxi, 79 years old, you are still young.
After 79 years of ups and downs, you have grown up three times and finally. 3. Clouds in the Distance-The grass is green, the river is curved and the road is long.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, birds fly by, the summer color is not strong, and the rice and wheat are yellow. In the faint wind, several scholars were humming along.
In the field, the sunset glow was sent away and the sunrise was ushered in. The memory of a primary school taught me to sail from now on.
4, "Campus"-Anonymous stepped into the campus, full of books. A warm wind blew.
Campus is poetry, campus is painting. Campus is a long river of history, and campus is like the red leaves of Xiangshan.
This is the ocean of poetry, and this is the paradise of flowers. We cultivate here, and we harvest here.
Our campus is a paradise of dreams. 5, "School"-anonymously hang your name on my chest every day, I can feel your great love.
You will always be my forest, I am a small seed, and my thoughts germinate under your care. Every time I look up at you, your shoulders are like a wooden house, containing blue sky and white clouds.
I once imagined that we could stand together forever, wake up at your feet and sleep quietly in all beautiful mornings and nights.
7. Praise the school poems and the four seasons songs on campus.
Golden campus
We came noisily.
Young mind
Full of infinite expectations
The world in plain clothes
We let off steam.
Passionate feelings
The colorful life of radiation
Green campus
Those ignorant teenagers
Publicize the glory of life
Appreciate the infinity of knowledge
Hot campus
Those young faces
Full of knowledge
Looking forward to the new school year
Four seasons campus
Every year is more colorful.
at once
We have grown up.
therefore
With the joy of growing up
We left silently.
How beautiful our campus is.
On campus, flowers are in full bloom,
Bees, collect honey.
Come and see, in the corridor,
Students' works are all over the wall,
There is calligraphy, there is painting,
There are also paper-cuts and handicrafts.
In the classroom, new desks and chairs,
Can be lifted and moved,
Four wheels are at the bottom of the table.
Move a little and it will be aligned.
The multi-function hall is great,
Physical projection DVD
Watch movies, watch animations,
You can dance and play games.
There are new faces everywhere,
Campus beauty
The teaching building is really lively.
Willow is green and flowers are beautiful.
Students, jump pomegranate.
Be polite.
Say hello to the teacher.
Say hello to your classmates.
Take care of the environment and make new moves.
If there is rubbish, someone will deal with it.
When you see waste paper, bend down and pick it up.
Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility.
The campus is beautiful and everyone laughs.
8. What are the ancient poems praising the school? 1, the reputation is shocking the world. Students come from all over the world.
3, the style of study is intangible, 4, the school discipline has a shadow platform. 5. Ten thousand volumes of gardener's books were full, and five thousand volumes of peaches and plums won the championship.
7. Scientific research is difficult in spring. 8. Sweat has been planted on a piece of land in Fang Fei. 9. The old scholar Zheng Banqiao's "Ten Feelings Fifth" said in the White House that Huang Wei is a Taoist style; Many junior high-tech companies.
The servant in front of the door is like a tiger and the flag is like a dragon, which once became a dream of spring. It is better to teach a few children in a secluded alley.
Poetry 1: Campus enters campus. This book is full of fragrance. A warm wind blew around us. Campus is poetry, campus is painting. Campus is a long river of history, and campus is like the red leaves of Xiangshan. This is the ocean of poetry, and this is the paradise of flowers. We cultivate here, and we harvest here. Our campus is a paradise of dreams.
9. Praise the poems in the primary school campus. You are a diligent gardener, making dew with knowledge and cultivating the flowers of the motherland. You are a selfless candle. You said it was your long-cherished wish to have peaches and plums all over the world. The heroic spirit on the three-foot platform is your eternal attachment. It is your sweat dancing on the blackboard, and it is your expectation flowing in the nib. You soothe your heart with motherly loving hands. Since Qian Qian's dream came true, all teachers of hope, teachers, you have persisted in the glorious cause of people's teachers with love and perseverance. You have fulfilled the sacred duty of people's teachers with lofty professional ethics and integrity. You have cultivated generations of outstanding talents with profound knowledge. In this mature September, I greet your holiday with gratitude. Please let me say sincerely: hello, teacher, you have worked hard. Wish you a happy holiday! How beautiful our campus is. On campus, flowers are in full bloom and bees are collecting honey.
Come and see, the corridor is full of students' works, including calligraphy, painting, paper-cutting and handicrafts. In the classroom, the new desk and chair can move up and down. There are four wheels at the bottom of the desk, which can be aligned with a little movement.
The multifunctional hall is amazing. It can project DVD to watch movies, watch animations, dance and play games. There is a new atmosphere everywhere. The campus is beautiful and the teaching building is really lively.
Willow is green and flowers are beautiful. Students, jump pomegranate.
Be polite. Say hello to the teacher.
Say hello to your classmates. Take care of the environment and make new moves.
If there is rubbish, someone will deal with it. When you see waste paper, bend down and pick it up.
Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility. The campus is beautiful and everyone laughs.
The teacher sang, there is a scholar in my family who is busy with his homework every day. Teachers sweat hard, just like candles shine.
Parents work too hard because of the teacher's kindness. Teach and educate people with love and encourage students to be self-reliant and self-reliant.
How can a teacher forget that peaches and plums are fragrant all over the world?