1, dear teacher, how much confusion your sincere love has awakened, how much confidence you have cultivated, how much youth you have ignited and how many sails you have destroyed.
2. Ten years of trees, ten years of wind, ten years of rain and a hundred thousand columns.
3. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then the students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines.
Teacher, this is your art of education. Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people. The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.
Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag about in her life, and the silver silk spit out is the ruler to measure the value of life. Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you.
6. You are busy in bloom, where the flowers are falling, the fruits are ripe and the leaves are hanging silently in the shade! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart!
7. 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.
8. Your voice and smile always flash in front of my eyes; You are a kind of character and personality, which will always be treasured in the depths of my memory.
9. Teacher, you are sincere, kind and beautiful. May all the students' hearts be open to you.
10, you are like a candle. Although thin, it is hot and scattered, illuminating others and exhausting yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream and as exciting as a rushing river.