Four degrees of spring breeze,
Several autumn rains washed away the gap.
Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon,
Chalk has no words to write spring and autumn.
Appreciation of teachers
We are with our teachers all the year round. It can be said that in our student days, teachers were the people we had the most contact with, and of course they were also very close people. Every day, teachers teach us the most knowledge and the truth of being a man with the teaching of spring breeze and rain. On the platform, we saw the teachers writing big characters with chalk. Similarly, it was chalk that dyed their black hair gray. I love you! Teacher!