Did you ever want to be a teacher when you were a child?

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

Peach and plum are all over the world.

Wait, it's all poems praising the teacher.

In fact, I worshipped my teacher when I was a child. I feel that they know a lot of knowledge and dream of becoming a teacher when they grow up. When I arrived at the senior high school entrance examination university, I almost went to the normal college. It's a pity that my score was a little poor and I missed it.

Teachers are actually very hard, not only to prepare lessons carefully, but also to think about how to make students listen more interesting and easier to remember. I have to correct my homework after class, and I have to give good guidance to those who have bad grades, which is quite worrying. Thank them.