Teacher Zan

There is a feeling, no vastness of the sky, but it is enough for us to remember in the heart; there is a kind of love, without the depth of the sea, but teach us not to forget; there is a passion, no heroic mountain, but let us burst into tears.

Looking back a few times, I saw your eyes full of love and expectation. Looking up, your figure is deeply embedded in our minds. The three-foot platform is full of enthusiasm. You always pass on your knowledge to us without reservation. The growing silver hair is the witness of the years. Too much for us, we can’t return, only That one moved to the bottom of my heart, turned into a driving force for learning, and rewarded you with excellent results.

Once upon a time, when we took a few childish steps into this water and soil, ignorance often made us feel confused, helpless life has no direction, it is you, dear teacher, you use a smiling smile to show us the direction, you With a soothing mind for us to share the burden, without you, we are not so strong, with you, we will bravely challenge the front.

How many times have you climbed on the rough roads, saddened by yesterday's failure, how many times you are disheartened, and you don't want to appreciate the birds and flowers on the roadside. You always encourage us with calm and gentle words, let us rekindle . In this journey, we will not go so lonely, because there is a teacher next to you.

Sixth grade: purple flowers