happy teacher's Day

Who is growing up with us? Who passed the knowledge to us? Who is giving us youth? Who made us the pillars of the country? That person is you - our 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 colorful 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. I remember that the teacher always pays a lot of things for us silently. What happened in the class is that you help us solve it. If you have any tasks, you must do our best. The students will say that you are not good. In fact, you are For our class to fight for honor, these are all we remember clearly, we will not forget. I still remember that once the principals came to our class to listen to the class, in order to get some information, you didn't sleep for one night. After the next day, your eyes were a bit dark. You are really hard, teacher. 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. Teacher, you use your life to teach us why we have to pursue, why we have ideals, and why we must surpass ourselves. Teacher, you leave the most beautiful smile to this wonderful world. You are the most beautiful myth in our hearts. Red candle, your swaying candle flame is so swaying like your tired, thin body, but it is so firm in the eyes of the students: your tears tear your clothes, you know the students In the eyes, it is the perfect sculpture in the world under your feet. Suddenly one day we found that you are old, tired, tired. You don't need the understanding, comfort and support of others, but you are so silent, quiet, resolute and solemn. Thank you - teacher, you let me understand: we can learn from failure, build strength in difficulties, and look for light in the dark. You give us the courage to go to the brain and ask us to be open-minded. You put beauty in our hearts, teach us, see and imagine, and thus create our life. No matter what we build, you always help us to build a foundation, and you have done the best for us to grow! Perhaps every detail of your lecture will be forgotten as time goes by, but your enthusiasm, courage and love will remain forever.

Dear teachers, your light and heat are limited, but it is your limited light and heat that will ignite the radiance of the motherland! Teaching is like a spring breeze, the teacher is like a deep sea, the peaches and plums are all over the world, and Chunhui is everywhere!

Sixth grade: Shi Binghui