Flowers and sounds

Flowers and sounds

You are a candle, burning yourself but illuminating others; you are a beacon, alone and illuminate the road; you are a gardener who has dedicated the flowers of the motherland.

--Inscription

With a natural floral fragrance, you step into this classroom, you are like a bunch of pure lilies, with the charm that makes us irresistible, you are so kind, always smile and give us classes, when your dress is passing When I have my hair, I can always smell the faint floral fragrance. In teaching, you are more dedicated. I don’t know how many nights, you prepare lessons on the desk lamp, correct the homework, and thus enrich the interesting years, disappear in 6 years. The flowers are falling, your teachings, your enthusiasm, but in my heart, arousing love!

6 years, it seems to be long, but it is only a moment. Soon, on the day of graduation, you wore the most elegant and lovely white dress, still shining on the sacred podium, listening to the graduation words. I looked down at the report card in my hand and meditated on your comment on me: "Children, let's accumulate! If life is the sea, then you are the friendship number..." Gradually, the graduation you teach is no longer clear, tears Also blurred the eyes, that word, a sentence, contain your blessings to me! do you know? Whenever I think of you, my depressed mood will be happy, my uneasy mood will become calm, and my heart will be filled with a force that overcomes difficulties! The flowers are falling, you have paid for me for 6 years, 6 years of cultivation, and I have always had sweet memories in my heart!

The flowers are screaming, such a contribution, such love, such sweetness, always echoing in my heart!

Second day: Zhou Bei