Never forget your country when you are in danger, and serve your country faithfully. -"Zuo Zhao Zhuan AD"
Take a long breath to hide your tears and mourn the hardships of people's lives. -Qu Yuan's "Li Sao"
If you are selfish, you will not seek wealth. -"The Book of Rites Confucianism"
Forget the national disaster at the risk of life, and suddenly feel life and death. -Cao Zhi's White Horse
The patriotism of the martyrs is also like home. -Ge Hong's "Bao Puzi's External Articles are Widely Approved" Martyr: a person with ambition and achievements.
Worry about the world first, and enjoy it later. -Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower"
I dare not forget my motherland. -Lu You's Book of Diseases
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news! -Lu You's "Xiuer"
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history. -Wen Tianxiang's "Zero Ding Yang"
Loyal to serve the country. -Biography of Yue Fei in Song Dynasty
Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. -Mai "On China's Survival Depends on Today"
Gardener, lofty title, I wish you peaches and plums all over the world and spring glow.
The river pushes us to the vast sea, and the dawn brings us a bright morning; Dear teacher, you have led us to a brilliant life. ?
Your work is today, but it is building the motherland's tomorrow; Your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.
Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last forever.
On our way from naivety to maturity and from ignorance to civilization, you have opened the way for us with the torch of life.
The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day.
A good teacher is better than thousands of books.
Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened a lot of confusion, cultivated a lot of self-confidence, ignited a lot of youth and destroyed many sails.
The crane sends silver silk to reflect the sun and the moon, and its efforts are full of new flowers.
Once a teacher, always a father.
A gift from a paragraph is also my teacher.
The river pushes us to the vast sea, and the dawn brings us a bright morning; Dear teacher, you have led us to a brilliant life.
Teacher, some people say that you are the pillar of the motherland, not that you are the pillar of the motherland, but that you support the backbone of our generation.
Teachers are the cultivators and sowers of beauty. It's you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, and making our hearts green.
Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world. ?