a letter to the teacher

beloved teacher:

Hello!

I am writing to you today and I have no other meaning. I want to use this little stationery to express my gratitude to you for a few years.

Flowers are grateful for rain, because the rain dew moistens it; the goshawk is grateful to the sky, because the sky is letting it fly; the mountain is grateful to the earth, because the earth makes it towering. If the flowers are us, the rain is the teacher; if the goshawk is us, the sky is the teacher...

I am grateful to you - my teacher Cai! Because you open the door to wisdom for me, let me swim in the ocean of knowledge. In the course of my growth, your strong teacher love has always been with me!

Teacher Cai, do you remember? When I first came, some people couldn’t keep up with class because of their young age, but you gave me daily homework and gave me encouragement. When I saw your encouraging eyes, I gave infinite power from my heart. I urged me to work hard. In that period of time, my study progressed very quickly!

I remember once, there were two typos in my composition. You called me to the office and said in a harsh tone: "How stable and hidden is, it’s too sloppy..." From then on, gradually change under your supervision. A bad habit of sloppy. Teacher Cai! You are like a kind mother, working hard for us day and night. You are more like a strict father, teaching us to teach us the course of life!

I still remember that once you had a lumbar spondylosis, it was very difficult to walk. But you still have sickness for us to class, classmates and teachers advise you to rest, but you say: "Students can't learn, their homework can't fall..." What a simple words! But the situation in your class is so difficult, you endure the pain and bite your teeth...

what! The teacher has you, the garden is so beautiful, the earth is full of spring! The teacher quickly opened the window and watched it. This garden is full of spring, this garden full of peaches and plums, are saluting you! If there is no moisture in your thoughts, how can you bloom so many beautiful soul flowers? what! Teacher, the engineer of the human soul, who is not to praise you!

If I am a poet, I will write beautiful poems with full enthusiasm, praise the vastness and depth of the sea, and dedicate it to you - my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher Cai!

I wish you good health and good luck!

Your student: Yao Wenjun

May 15, 2009

Juye Senior High School sixth grade: Yao Wenjun