a letter to the teacher

Dear teacher:

Hello!

Do you know? The student is a letter written to you with sadness and tears. When I knew this message - you didn't teach us, I was stunned. Tears and large drops of water fell to the ground, and burst into tears, it seems that countless needles stabbed my heart, more responsible teachers! Everyone says that you are a good teacher that the whole world can't find. You fainted on the podium and took classes with illness... I can't forget these things. Who knows that this time from illness to sickness to not teaching us Everything that comes here so quickly and suddenly makes me feel overwhelmed. I only know how to express it with tears. Teacher, teach us! I am not angry with you, I am not angry with you, you teach us! Other associate teachers sometimes say that we are not good here. We are sad, but the first one is you, just think that you are the best for us. Although I am a squad leader, I am doing too little and too little for you. I finally understand that you are a little teacher when I am sick for class. It is your good intentions! Teacher, cheer you up, defeat the hateful, hateful disease, I will cheer for you! !

Teacher, everyone said that you cultivate the pillars of the motherland;

I have to say that you are the pillar of the motherland.

It is you who support the backbone of our generation!

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.

--combustion! Burning nonstop!

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 moisturizing of your thoughts, how can you bloom so many beautiful soul flowers,

Teacher, the engineer of the human soul, who is not to praise you!

Teacher, you are a beautiful cultivator, a beautiful sower.

It is the beauty of the sun, the beauty of the rain and dew,

Our heart is green and beautiful!

Teacher, if you compare you to 蚌, then the student is the sand in the ;;

You use love to lick it, grind it, dip it, wash it...

Over the years, the sand has become a pearl, shining.

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.

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!

Wish: a speedy recovery

Your student: Pang Xinhui

2012/9/25

The fifth grade of the national small school in Gan'an County, Jilin Province: Pang Xinhui