Hello, teacher (essay) < BR One day, in the bustling crowd in the downtown, the dean of the university carefully put the old bike in front of me. After retirement, he was found wearing the old way, outdated and simple. He seems to be getting old. I quickly stepped forward to say hello: "Hello, teacher!" "The old professor obviously doesn't remember who I am, but he shook hands with me. When I said goodbye, I sincerely said, "Thank you! "Seems to think for a long time, and no one asked about him.
Looking at his disappearing back, I remembered the deep anxiety of "thank you", and the sadness without words passed through my mind. I know that this year, the melody of "Hello teacher" and impetuous time and space are nothing more than the "masterpieces" of many very few people.
In some people's eyes, teachers are also the same "poor" hook. The venerable old professor thanked me for my usual greetings and expressed his heartfelt surprise, excitement and joy. He asked me to meet him devoutly in public.
Teachers lack a well-dressed image. Bad teachers think this is self-evident in the noisy secular world. I am still a child, and the most respected and trusted teacher seems to have retired. Maybe the root of my singing with the old professor is * * *. Facing the glory of ideal
Facing the aura of "knowledge is power" and "money is a universal fact", it is a strong contrast that makes our heroic complex in the early stage of the textbook "Real Society" face an increasingly embarrassing situation of realism. As a teacher, we can't help but feel confused. How can I not panic?
Teachers who need to be cared for, teachers who need to be cared for. As an old teacher and professor, I don't need much material reward, just a sincere greeting from the depths of our soul: "Hello, teacher!" " "
Yu Dafu commemorates Lu Xun. I said: "a great man of a country, a group of poor little things;" Great people, who do not know the respected nation, are hopeless slaves. " Well, I have to say, "if a country does not respect knowledge and blindly pursues money, it is doomed to fail in the golden opportunity of development."
The old professor's anxious eyes pierced my nerves like arrows. Being so young, I know the physical burden I bear. I firmly believe that there is a long way to go. The most brilliant position of the engineer's human soul in the sun should be such a good student, an old professor and my classmate Fan Yongjie, who is loyal to the party's educational cause, so as to get rid of the predicament and panic, inherit Albert's beautiful torch ideal in the construction of the "Conscience Project" and survive effortlessly on their deathbed. Only in this way will we regret that the voice of "Hello, Teacher" in the more beautiful and charming garden of the motherland will always echo in every corner of China.
Ode to the gardener
Teacher, everyone says that you are the pillar of the motherland. I have to say that you are the pillars of the motherland, and this is yours, our generation's!
Like a candle, the support from the spine gives all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can use this word-burning! Stop burning!
Our lectures are rich and colorful, and each chapter seems to open a window in front of me, and I see a beautiful new world. ......
Ah, your garden is so gorgeous, and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, open the window and see the beautiful spring with peaches and plums all over the world. I salute you! If you don't have the water in your mind, how can you bloom so many beautiful spiritual flowers? Ah, teachers, engineers of the human soul, and anyone who is not in your praise! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.
Teacher, you sow hope and happiness!
Teacher, you are an American practitioner and planted in the United States. You have beautiful sunshine and the purest America, and our hearts are covered with green grass and flowers! Flowers are blooming, fruits are ripe and busy, and the quiet shadows are hanging. Teacher, your spirit will never forget my heart! !
You are like an unknown root, young trees grow, and such rich fruit is on the tree, but you don't have to ask for any compensation.
You gave us a living ruler to go to DD every day, and you gave us an example of behavior, reflecting the learning of the whole world.
This bridge connects the cut-off mountain. For us, let's harvest from the top of the mountain. You are ganoderma lucidum and ginseng ivy, tough and slender, guiding us to choose the top of the cliff. Miao children need a glass of water and never send a bucket of water. Never give up a glass of water when you need a bucket of water. Teach skills to a good gardener in a timely and appropriate manner. My teacher is also an art educator. Excluding the hard disk, the inkstone is cold, the peach is ripe, and there are flowers with plum remnants, which are easy to cultivate people. Poetry in the valley is full of fragrance, painted all over the world, pursuing the joy of Excellence, including some laughter.
Teachers, the noblest feelings of human beings-love, the seeds sown in spring, the power of ideal sowing ... Language sowing is hard with crayons, watered with sweat and moistened with painstaking efforts, which is the noble work of our beloved teachers.
You are working now, but tomorrow you are building the motherland. Your teaching is in the classroom and your achievements are all over the motherland. Teacher, if you are compared to a mussel, then the mussel where the students are located is on the beach; I like licking it, grinding it, soaking it, washing it ... after many years, the sand has become a pearl.
There are countless memories of pride and happiness in your teaching career, but you cherish them in your heart, just looking at an open garden.
If I were a poet, I would write passionate poems praising the vastness and profundity of the sea and dedicate them to you, my profound teacher.
The teacher's fire ignited the students' hearts. The teacher is a stone step, which is climbed step by step in the actual steps of the students.
Like a candle, though thin, a hot hair splits, illuminating others and rushing out. The people will never forget this selfless dedication. Your words are as sweet as tinkling spring water, as gurgling as a gurgling stream, as warm as willow trees on the river. ......
Silkworm's life is not boasting, and then spitting out silver is the measure of life value. Dear teacher, you will never appear in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are your highest praise.
Your love is as warm as a breeze and as sweet as a clear spring in a sunny spring. Your love is more delicate than father's love and maternal love, and more serious than friendship. You-the teacher's love, and the world is the biggest and cleanest.
Fireflies are valuable lights hanging in the back position. According to other people's design, your respect always provides convenience for others.
It is raining all over the earth. Who is trying to cultivate seedlings? You, teacher, you are a great gardener. Look! The flowers in full bloom in this land have no shadow of your smile on your hard work!
Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, you can't finish the dedication! Poetry, ode to complete your reverence! You water the ideal flowers with the nectar of knowledge; Your spirit inspired our emotional beauty and nourished the fruit. This unusual festival has provided us with deep blessings!
Every year, my first card is sent to you, my dear teacher. May spring be with you forever!
Gardener-a lofty title. Look at the blooming flowers on the branches, and you have devoted your hard work and sweat. Bless you: students are everywhere, spring is shining and spreading!
The sun shines, the gardener's heart is warmest and purest in spring, and the branches of peaches and plums are red. -Happy Teachers' Day. /a & gt；
A gardener has added beauty to the mountains and rivers of the motherland, your spring rain, peaches and plums taught privately, and vast land. In this beautiful festival, I present a heart-shaped flower to express my heartfelt wishes to you.
Write carols with rosy clouds in the sky, and compose poems with flowers everywhere to express different teachers' day congratulations!
The brilliant teacher of "Leaping Forward". -On the occasion of Korea Exquisite Day, many gardeners in Qiushi magazine have wishful thinking about holiday leisure and entertainment, sincere teachers and young people staying alive!
I'm not the best student, but you are my most respected teacher. On your festival, I pay my high respects to you.
Dear teacher, your earnest teachings are just like the spring breeze and Seo Woo, in my heart forever. I sincerely wish you happiness!
Small seedlings grow into big trees, but they will always be your students. At the age of 60, I wish you an evergreen tree of life.
Personalized, newly opened soul, we have held excellent results and congratulate you on your victory!
Teacher, I think the students you educate are all talented and elite men.
Teacher, you are sincere, kind and beautiful. All the students are open to you.
The sound of streams makes me reverberate in your deep valley forever.
At low tide, colorful shells stay on the beach. When we graduate, we sincerely wish those special teachers.
The fiery mood in the room warms every student, countless hearts agitate you, and your back crystallizes fiery eyes. ......
Are you an actor? They attracted our hungry eyes. Are you a singer? Are you a sculptor? How can I forget you, teacher? ....../a & gt；
Your name engraved on the blackboard may not be immortal, nor may your name engraved on the stone. Teacher, your name is engraved in our hearts, which is truly eternal.
& lt/ Your thoughts and words are full of poetry, including philosophy, which looks so magical-oh, how many wonderful ripples they have aroused in my mind!
You respect sincerity and honesty, which is regarded as a way of life. You are a model in our students' hearts.
I worship great men and celebrities, but I am more eager to express my respect and praise to an ordinary person-my teacher. BR/>；
We are strict and take it as an example for our actions. Once your advice, demands and even orders are put forward, they want us to do well, but they always make us act consciously and believe in it. This is a great image, and you will always stay in my heart.
In my mind, I am the strictest father, the most loving mother, the master of your forum and the unsung hero. BR/>；
Your voice and expression keep flashing in front of my eyes, and your character will remain in my memory forever.
Teacher, the engineer of human soul, has only one glorious name, the blue sky as rich as the sea, with profound connotation!
Teacher, this dazzling name, like a brilliant star, hangs on my chest forever.
Even if my temples are gray, I beg you to cry-teacher! Facing this sacred and noble word, I will always be a student who needs enlightenment!
Teacher, do you like high beacon lights, standing in the vast sea, the sea? Life always guides the navigation ahead of us!
Burning yourself generously, the problem of total thermal light energy. Teacher, you are like a candle, dear, admirable.
Some people say that teachers are like mountains, because mountains are towering and people are respected. I also want to say that teachers are like the sea, because the vast sea is immeasurable. ....../a & gt；
In the eyes of your students, "true seed, good messenger, American flag".
In winter, charcoal is sprinkled in the hot summer, and the stepping stone under the shade is a bright light in the turbulent foggy sea-teacher, your words and deeds educate people, and you are willing to be a ladder, which is unforgettable!
My life journey, you enriched my mind, developed my intelligence, and I lit the light of hope. Thank you, sir!
The spring rain dyed the world green, and they disappeared silently in the soil. Teacher, your spring rain moistens our hearts, and we are forever grateful to you.
Teacher, you are the shell of the ocean, and you have given me colorful colors ... What must I do? Thank you!
Every angle of the heart of travel, through every step of the mind, respects you.
Like the fireside of a windy winter outdoor snowy night; Teacher, your care, like the bright red of charcoal, makes me infinitely warm. How can I thank you?
Thank you very much for your painstaking teaching and keep it in mind!
Only teachers will be infinitely grateful to achieve the ends of the earth. Thank you teacher!
All your love, my dyed youth, persistent faith, your unyielding teachers who voted for me, and my sparkling life!
Birds hide in their nests when they encounter wind and rain, and the wind and rain beat in my heart, always hiding in your arms-my teacher, you protected your umbrella and windshield, how can I not thank you!
Without your generosity, I got what I got today. 120000 Thank you, dear teacher.
You sent me to the world of color, and you introduced me to an infinite world ... Teacher, my heart is crying and I salute you.
Spirit gave me, gave me tenderness. My mother loves me ... teacher, you only know how to give and don't want to accept. Can't I help you with your sincere respect?
Your eyes are silent language, looking forward to my burning flame, giving me great heat: it will leave a deep impression on my heart for a long, long time. ......
If I hit the blue sky, you gave me wings to fly; If I fight a wave of warriors, you give me the power to make waves, the eternal torch, your light, my youth!
Teacher, the person who shines with wisdom on us, is still brilliant today, and the spark is lit! BR/>；
In the past, you planted the seeds of knowledge in my heart. Today, I undertake scientific research achievements-teacher, this is your harvest!
Your inculcation has become my brain, the blood in my chest, and the wisdom of behavioral norms ... I want to thank you, thank you for your careful cultivation.
Your love has put some effort into it until the peaches and plums are gorgeous and the rice and wheat are golden. May my gratitude turn into a withered flower and bring fragrance to your life.
Don't forget your sweetness and light, clean up the dust and mud in my mind, forget your strong east wind and summon up the courage to move forward. Teacher, I will give you a life you owe me!
Vacuum, firmness, humility and simplicity-the songs you taught me and your guidance on my life path.
There will be no rainbow, and the sky will not appear after the rain. Often appear in my mind, urging me to be an upright person-the moment when my mentor cares about me!
Teacher, thank you for illuminating my life journey according to your own life.
All passing by will be beautiful memories-teacher, I missed middle school, my alma mater and you. ...
If time can go back, let me go back to my student days-dear teacher, how can I like listening to your teachings and how can I be serious? ...
After a long time, your voice often echoes in my ears, your figure often appears in front of me, and your teachings live in my heart. ...
a & gt
Life is an endless road. I walked, walked and walked forward. When I am tired and slack, your firm face, firm voice and expression and indomitable spirit will float in my memory. Teacher: Oh, you have taught me life, how can I forget you!
Every time I harvest, I can't help it, but I miss the hard work of sowing and cultivating-the teacher.
My dear teacher, Long, your image is like a bright light flashing in my mind.
Today, I am in a distant place. Yesterday, you gave me the idea of folding into a memory boat and drifting in the heart lake.
Clothes, still radiant. What you are familiar with is written on the blackboard, and our thoughts bring out the familiar sounds of our previous student days. Oh, teacher ......
Miss you, dear teacher! Your bright eyes remain in my mind. They are like two springs that have been flowing in the valley. My heart ... reading and love .../a >
Drink from its source and learn from it.
Teacher, everyone says that trains are the pillars of the motherland; I said, you are the pillars of the motherland and the backbone of your generation!
You are like a candle, giving off all the heat and light for future generations! Your character and spirit can use this word-burning! Stop burning!
Ah, you are so bright, garden, full of spring! Teacher, open the window and have a look. In this beautiful spring, the garden is full of peaches and plums, paying tribute to you!
If your mind is like water, how can your beautiful heart bloom so many flowers? Ah, teacher, engineer of human soul, who is it? It's not your compliment!
Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness. Teacher, you want to sow happiness!
Teacher, you have planted hard, beautiful, beautiful, you have beautiful sunshine, the purest beauty, and our hearts are full of green grass and flowers!
Your blooming flowers and ripe fruits are busy, quietly bowing to the shade of leaves, teacher, your spirit will never forget my heart!
You are like a little tree growing in obscurity, with many fruits on it, but you don't ask for any compensation.
You give us a foot of life, so we study every day. You give us an example, which reflects the learning all over the world. /a & gt；
The bridge cut off the mountain, so we linked us with the peak of harvest; You are an ivy, tough and slender, guide, ganoderma lucidum, ginseng, pick to the top of the cliff.
My teacher
When a child needs a glass of water, he never sends a bucket of water. When you need a bucket of water, he never gives up a glass of water and gives a good gardener skills in time and properly. It's also art education.
Excluding the hard disk, the skills of cold inkstone, ripe peach and ripe plum, flowers are easier than trees. Smell the fragrance in the valley, the poems are full of people, the paintings are full of people, and they are overjoyed and contain some laughter.
Teacher, your noblest human emotion-love, sowing spring, sowing ideal sowing power. ......
Language sowing is difficult with crayons, watered with sweat and moistened with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher.
Your work now is the achievements you have made in the classroom, and you are building the future of the motherland. Your teaching is a part of the motherland.
Teacher, if you are better than mussels, then the students' mussels are on the beach; I like licking it, grinding it, soaking it and washing it ... Over the years, sand has become a bright pearl.
There are countless proud and happy memories of your teaching career, but you cherish them in your heart, just looking at an open garden.
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If I were a poet, I would write passionate poems praising the vastness and profundity of the sea and dedicate them to you, my profound teacher.
The teacher's fire ignited the students' hearts. The teacher should climb the stone steps step by step according to the actual steps of the students.
Like a candle, though thin, it splits with heat, illuminating others and exhausting itself. The people will never forget this selfless dedication.
The life of spring silkworm does not mean boasting DD, and then spitting silver is the life value of the ruler. Dear teacher, you never show off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are your highest praise.
Your love is as warm as sunshine and warm spring breeze, and as sweet as clear water. Your love is more delicate than father's love and maternal love, and more serious than friendship. You-the teacher's love, and the world is the biggest and cleanest.
The beauty of fireflies is that they are designed according to other people's taillights and always provide convenience for others.
It is raining all over the earth. Who will try to cultivate seedlings? Teacher, you are a great gardener! Flowers are in full bloom in this land, which one has no shadow of your smile for your hard work!