The night is getting deeper and deeper, and thousands of windows and valleys. Only your window is still on, and a tired figure is still concentrating on preparing lessons. Teacher, I want to say to you gently: Teacher, it's time for you to have a rest. How many sleepless nights, you always bend over your desk to correct our homework, and the handwriting on the workbook is full of your love for us. Some people compare you to a beacon, guiding passing ships with their own light. This is not only a simple metaphor, but also includes everyone's heartfelt admiration for you.
You are as kind and amiable as your dear mother. Whenever I do something wrong, you tell me to correct it with kind words. My parents gave me my body, and my hard-working teacher nourished my soul.
Teacher, I want to say gratefully to you: Thank you for your inculcation. Whenever I make a mistake, your heartfelt words let me know a lot. Since you came to us, you have cared for me like a loving mother, and let us thrive under your care.
Your teachings have given me infinite strength, and your persuasive teachings have moistened our dry hearts like sweet springs. Only then did I really understand what goodwill is.
Teacher, I want to say to you: Your eyes have given us great encouragement and support. Look at your clear eyes, our every move in class can't escape your sight, and it is precisely because of your beautiful eyes that we have changed the bad habit of inattention, and your eyes are protruding.
Excited eyes, let us understand a lot and affirm a lot. Your stern eyes have looked at me, your considerate eyes have paid attention to me, and every time you say something in your heart, he often comes out to inspire me and encourage me to study hard!
Teacher, I also want to say to you: thank you for your teaching and your contribution to us. We are your students, growing every day, and they are transported to the places where the motherland needs them.