Teacher, you have worked hard.

If the blackboard is the vast sea, then the teacher is the sailor at sea, the pointer is your paddle, and the boat that is parked in the port, your gestures are vivid and beautiful, such as a flying eagle, in a vast Tianyu is divided into a beautiful arc, and there is a cloud floating in the distant sky. It is like your crystal clear heart. It is a high-spirited, casually stunned, and you are in charge of the sunset.

A piece of chalk, three feet of the platform, leaving you with a hard-working figure. Drops of sweat, a little bit of blood, printed on your face is always a look of hope. The greatest happiness in a person's life is not a life of ecstasy, but not a lover, a drunk, gentle, but a knowledgeable, noble teacher.

Lu Xun met Mr. Fujino, and he could not forget Mr. Cai Yuzhi. Finch is more grateful to Froquio, who taught him how to paint cooked eggs. I heard a distant voice. At that time, David’s voice: "The biggest discovery in my life is Faraday." Perhaps San Mao is unfortunate. In the second day of school, the physique of the math teacher made her embark on the road of suspension. But many years later, San Mao said: "Since now, my math teacher is a person who has changed my destiny. I am very grateful to him. If it was not his corporal punishment, I would not be on the road today." When she was in the words, she had experienced the vicissitudes of life, and the sea was ups and downs, and she seemed calm and loyal.

The teacher lived in the eyes of the students first, and then lived in our hearts. It is not an easy task to turn the doubts, guesses, and nits of the students into the trust, respect and love in their hearts. "Buddhism, teaching, and confusing" contains a lot of bitterness and hardship.

Perhaps one day, the knowledge he taught us has been diluted with the passage of time, but his personality charm is eternal in our hearts. When we open up a holy field for you in the heart, we have a new life idol.

The teacher, such as the setting sun, is great and upright, bright and open, and open-minded, it is not frustrated by the fleeting, and does not require people's return. The ruin of the sun can best explain the infatuation of the past and the infatuation of the land, and whether you are always kneeling in the forest of the frosty cage, standing in the hope, the eyes are quiet and distant. In the late years, I still cultivate the pillars of the country with the same passion. I don’t take pride in myself. I don’t care for the good, and the sun is always rising in my heart. Are you not the sun forever? As one teacher said: “People should be like candles, and they are bright from head to toe.” I seem to have seen the hearts of the undead in the 36 fires of Karamay are jumping and jumping, you always use sincerity. Passionately to influence the frozen mind, you also have time to help, but the hard-working clock will not stop, even if you can't see the brilliance of life!

You stand unselfishly, stand in a dandelion, let the tidbits of knowledge drift away in all directions, and the world under the sun becomes colorful and splendid; you stand upright, stand as a cedar tree, let straight up The body is unbiased to kiss the blue sky, and the life in the snow is so green and vigorous; you stand noble, stand in a landscape tree, let the soul's branches slap the rhythm, the growing seedlings This will lead to the rhythm and reference.

You are a street light, a navigation mark, a cedar tree, in order to give people light, direction, and more to support the people who are lodging...

Third day: Li Xuefei