my teacher

You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be used in two words - burning! Burning nonstop!

The class you are talking about is so rich and colorful. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me, let me see a new world...

Ah, with you, the garden is so beautiful, the earth is full of spring! Teacher, just open the window and watch it. This garden is full of spring, this is full of Tao Li, are saluting you! If there is no moisture in your thoughts, how can you bloom so many beautiful soul flowers? Ah, teacher, engineer of the human soul, who is not to praise you! Spreading knowledge means planting hope and planting happiness.

Teacher, you are the seeder of hope and happiness!

Teacher, you are a beautiful cultivator, a beautiful sower. It is your beautiful sunshine, moisturizing with beautiful rain and dew, our heart is only green grass, flowers are beautiful! You are busy with the blossoming of the flowers, the ripeness of the fruit, silently hanging the green leaves of the leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, remember my heart forever!

You are like the roots of the unknown, so that the small trees thrive, and the branches are full of fruit, but do not require any compensation.

You gave us a rule of life, let us measure it every day; you gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, let us have examples of learning everywhere.

You are the bridge, the mountain that was cut off for us, let us go to the peak of harvest; you are the vine, tough and slender, guiding us to pick the ganoderma and ginseng on the cliff top. When a seed needs a glass of water, never give a bucket of water; and when a bucket of water is needed, never give a glass of water. Timely, given in moderation, this is a good gardener's skill. My teacher, this is also the art of your education. Not counting the hard work, the peach is ripe, the Li is skilled, and it is easy to plant flowers. The scent of the valley is not ordinary, the poem is full of people, the painting is full of humans, and the talents are smiling.

Teacher, you use the most noble feelings of human beings - love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing power... sowing in words, cultivating with colored pencils, watering with sweat, moisturizing with blood, this is the lofty labor of our beloved teacher.

You work in the present, but build the future of the motherland; you are teaching in the classroom, but the achievements are in all directions in the motherland. Teacher, if you compare you to 蚌, then the student is the sand in the scorpion; you use love to lick it, grind it, soak it, wash it... After years, the sand becomes a pearl, radiant.

Your teacher's career has countless pride and happy memories, but you keep them in your heart, but just look at the fields to be explored.

If I were a poet, I would write a poem with full enthusiasm and praise the vastness and depth of the sea. And give it to you - my broad-minded, knowledgeable teacher.

The teacher is a kind of fire, which ignites the fire of the soul of the students; the teacher is a stone level, and the students are able to climb up step by step.

You are like a candle, although it is thin, but there is a heat, a light, illuminate others, and exhaust yourself. The selfless devotion will never be forgotten. The language of your lectures, the mountain springs that are pleasing to the eye, the creeks that are kind and sturdy, and the rivers that flow like rushing...

Spring silkworm did not say self-satisfaction in his life, the silver wire spit out is the ruler to measure the value of life. Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peach and plum is the highest evaluation for you.

Your love, the sun is generally warm, the spring breeze is generally harmonious, and the spring is generally sweet. Your love is more serious than the father's love, more delicate than the mother's love, and more pure than the love of the friend. You - the teacher's love, the world's greatest, the highest clean.

The valuable thing about fireflies is to use the lights hanging from the back and the tail to specialize in others; your respectableness is always to provide convenience to others.

Who is spreading the rain to the earth? Who is the seedlings hard to nurture? You, teacher, you are a great gardener! Look at the flowers that are blooming all over the place, which one does not have your efforts, which one does not have your smile!

First day: happy little writer