Teacher, I want to tell you

There is such a sentence: "Spring silkworms go to the dead silk, the wax torch is turned into gray and tears." You are like the spring silkworm - death, only stop the silk; more like the red candle - give yourself, shine Someone else.

Teacher, I want to say to you: You are like a bright sun, giving us the power to grow; you are like a fertile soil, conveying the knowledge of our knowledge; you are like the nectar of the spring, nourishing our little heart; you are like a Excellent actors attract the attention of us...

Teacher, I want to tell you: The years are rushing, the flowers are blooming. In a blink of an eye, we have been in the sixth grade, and another year, it is time for me and you. The five spring and autumn reincarnations add a few white hairs to your horns. On your face, you will see a clear wrinkle. When the phoenix tree is once again flourishing, the flowers are once again open to competition. In the next season of wearing skirts, we will step into the classroom of the country.

Teacher, I want to say to you: Thank you, wonderful words on the podium; thank you, the lights are not extinguished every night; thank you, diligent and dedication; thank you, for your good intentions; thank you, that Inspiring teachings; thank you, the blackboard on the blackboard, thank you, the most beautiful language in the classroom...

Teacher, I want to say to you: I don't expect you to remember me, but I will never forget your education. Because, you are like our second mother, who has not nurtured our milk, but has the teaching and guidance that puts us on the right track.

A thousand words are not as good as one sentence: Teacher, you have worked hard!

Sixth grade: Li Ronger