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.
Spring blossoms,
Candle tears turn to ashes, and autumn is stronger.
Spring sowing peaches and plums in 3,000 gardens,
Qiu Lai, China is rich in fruits.
★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 2: ★★★
I love my teacher.
Teachers are like red candles,
It ignited the fire in the students' hearts.
But it burned itself,
Until the red candle turns to ashes.
Teachers are like gardeners,
Grow flowers,
But I work hard for myself,
Until the physical strength is exhausted.
When we grow up, we must become the pillars of the country.
Ah! The teacher is so selfless!
Ah! Teacher, we love you!
★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 3: ★★★
-teacher, you have worked hard.
Who-led the ignorant us into the spacious classroom,
Teach us a wealth of knowledge?
It is you! Teacher!
With your hard work and sweat,
Raising the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who is it?-naughty us.
Educate people to be considerate and helpful?
It is you! Teacher!
Your care is like a warm spring breeze.
It warms our hearts.
Who is it-young us?
Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?
It is you! Teacher!
Your protection makes us grow up healthily.
The autumn season is fruitful.
You have worked hard! Teacher!
People who work hard in the heat and cold.
You have worked hard! Teacher!
Dedicate youth to nothingness.
We pay high tribute to you!
-You have worked hard, teacher!
That's all I can do, teacher.
Teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring,
Moisten flowers, irrigate the earth,
We are sucking the drizzle and growing.
Teacher-you are like the autumn breeze,
Blow the yellow land, call gold to rice,
We had a bumper harvest.
Teacher-in my dark life, you lit the brightest lamp for me;
Teacher-you are the guide on my misty life;
Teacher-you pointed out the direction for me in my rough life;
Teacher-you gave me a pair of powerful wings, let me travel in the world of knowledge!
★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 4: ★★★
The golden wind sends laughter, and the sweet-scented osmanthus floats.
Today's teacher's holiday is coming again.
Teachers have worked hard for our growth.
We will never forget the teacher's love for us.
Hello, teacher!
People compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves.
People compare teachers to gardeners and cultivate peaches and plums all over the world.
Teachers are the noblest career in the world.
The teacher gave us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine.
The teacher guided us to the path of sunny life.
Teachers expect us to be the sun in the new century.
The teacher's words moisten my heart like spring rain.
The teacher watered our growth with the rain of knowledge.
Gentle spring rain is the teacher's love for us.
The teacher's words and deeds are like spring rain.
The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up as red flowers.
The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently.
The green leaves symbolize that teachers are always young.
When we bloom like flowers, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves.
Teachers are like trees, with blue sky overhead and feet on the earth, silently benefiting the society.
Teachers are big trees, bringing spring scenery to the world.
The teacher sowed the seeds of hope and cultivated us into a forest.
Young trees grow into pillars, never forgetting the gardener's cultivation.
Yes, teachers' enthusiasm is like the sun, and teachers' teaching is like spring rain.
Teachers' style is like green leaves, teachers' occupation is like a tree, and our teachers are good.
★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 5: ★★★
You present a flower,
I present a flower,
Let's weave a big wreath,
Dedicated to my dear teacher and mother.
You gave the seeds,
As warm as the sun;
You sweat,
Water the seedlings.
Your eyes are like bright stars,
Shining with charming brilliance;
Your song is like a spring stream,
Brought joy to everyone.
Wherever we go,
Always remember your feelings;
No matter where we go.
Always remember your words.
Wherever we go,
Always remember your love;
Wherever we go,
Will always be a flower of yours.
★★★★ Praise the teacher's poem 6: ★★★
September, as scheduled.
Therefore, the world is brilliant.
We sing September,
Because this is your eternal festival.
We remember September,
Because this is our sincere confession.
September is an emotional cup,
We hold it high with our hands.
In sincere wishes,
Please drink.
September music has been played,
Please accept our gift in September.
All the teachers who are struggling on the education front.
"Teacher, I can do it!"
Vencent Yang, Shuxiang Central Primary School in Kaixian County, Chongqing
"Zhu Dewei, will you lend me your pencil sharpener?" During the self-study class, a very weak voice suddenly became so loud in the originally quiet classroom. I looked inside. The original pencil is broken, and he is borrowing a pencil sharpener from his classmates.
Cheng is an unfortunate child. When he was born, God mercilessly took the fingers of his left hand and gave him five shriveled pimples on his arm. Those zits seem to know that they are sorry for their master, and they lie there in shame, unable to get into the meat.
Zhu Dewei casually handed the pencil sharpener to Cheng, while holding it carefully with both hands. At this time, he lifted his foot to the bench, then put the pencil on his knee and pressed it with his mutilated left hand. Then pull the pencil with your right hand and try to press it hard. Then, I picked up a pencil sharpener and began to sharpen it. He stared at the pencil, gritted his teeth, once, twice, three times ... he cut it so hard every time, and it was so powerful every time. After a long time, he picked up the sharpened pen and raised his head. When I found that I was looking at him, I waved my pen in front of me as if to say, "Miss Yang, look at me!" " "I looked at the bent pencil in his hand and looked at his smiling face full of pride. I also smiled brightly and affirmed him with a thumbs up. But just as he put the pencil on the table and wanted to return the pencil sharpener, the hateful pencil rolled to the ground like a trick on him. "Oh, I dropped it again. "He picked up a pencil and began to sharpen it. At this time, I can't sit still any longer. I went to help him cut it, but he gave me a push with his hand: "Teacher, I can do it!" " "What was originally only available in textbooks or educational newspapers and periodicals came out of generate, my student's mouth, and generate, a disabled child who had to overcome unimaginable difficulties. I was both happy and surprised. I didn't expect a disabled child to be so strong. I stood by him for a long time, watching him start grinding his pen again, watching him bury himself in his homework ... As a new teacher, I feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction and happiness all over my body.
When I returned to my home in Linjiangchang town on the weekend, I was inexpressibly excited. I bought him a big pen with a lead core, which only needed to be pressed, without sharpening.
Teacher, believe me, I can do it.
This is what my student Sun Qiang said.
When I first met him, I drew him a question mark in my mind. Even though it has been almost a year, I still remember his disrespect in the first class. It was the first face-to-face class with students, and the key point was to boost morale. Looking at the eyes and innocent expression of Ming Che, a first-grade child, I couldn't help liking it. However, in the last corner of the south row, a boy caught my attention. Thin, the face is different from other children's maturity, some absent-minded, extremely bent, twisting from time to time, or looking around. From the seating chart, I know his name, which is the first name I remember in Class One. I have a hunch that I must fight a "protracted war" with this boy in the years to come.
Yes, sure enough, the premonition will come true soon. Every student in the class can recite the last short poem. But he is the only exception. I learned from other teachers that his talent is excellent. If he works hard, he should recite it soon. This is our first competition. After lunch, let him go to the office. Sure enough, he finished the task in a few minutes. I remember I told him a lot of truth at that time, and he nodded seriously. I am secretly happy. I thought it was easy to "reform" him. But in fact, his later performance was surprising. It is almost common for him to make small moves in class, and he is even more familiar with it without doing his homework. As for other minor problems, there are countless ... I looked for them several times, but there was no big improvement, so I gave up. It's going to rain, and my mother is getting married. Let him go. After all, there are so many students who need my help that I can't concentrate on him alone. ...
Later, his performance became more and more "arrogant" and even developed to play truant. Besides, in just one week, I was absent from school twice. This made the class teacher Ma furious. I've been trying my best to persuade him to review and get all the teachers to sign for him. I really admire his eloquence and persuaded all the teachers to sign his autograph with his "bad record" (of course, I was out of pity, and his appearance was really pitiful, maybe on purpose). Later invited his parents. In front of the teacher, his mother cried very sadly, because all means at home were exhausted, and he still went his own way. So parents are very helpless. I remember that he also accompanied his mother to shed a few tears. But still stubborn, just afraid to skip class again. ...
Who knows that after May Day this year, he obviously got better. What is the reason? Even Mr. Ma was puzzled, which surprised everyone. (I think it still has something to do with the work of the class teacher.) Almost every teacher of ours has discovered this, and everyone sees it in their eyes and enjoys it. Whenever I am in class, I always look for opportunities to "fool" him. And whenever this happens, his energy is even stronger. The way he carefully endorsed it seemed to emerge in front of me at this time, which was very cute. Even if they don't like his deskmate at ordinary times, their attitude has changed a lot, and they also discuss something from time to time in class.
In class that day, I walked up to him and casually asked, "Sun Qiang, what goals did you set for yourself in this exam?" He replied seriously, "seventy minutes, sir." I smiled unconsciously, of course, without malice, but it was meaningful. He must have understood my meaning, with an embarrassed expression on his face and a shy look, and whispered, "Teacher, don't laugh, believe me, I can do it ..." God, the first time I saw such a lovely expression on his face, my heart was filled with emotion. It's not that I don't believe him, because in the past, he scored almost 40 to 50 points in every exam, but looking at his expression now, how can I bear not to believe him?
The next day in class, I told you a story, and the students' spirits immediately lifted. I slowly described the conversation with him in a more emotional language, so please give him warm applause to encourage him. I can see that he is very excited, because the applause may have been insulated from him. Endorsement, he is more energetic ... I don't know if he can achieve his goal, but as long as he pays, why care too much about the result? As long as there is an enterprising heart, this is enough for us to cheer for him!
I remembered a sentence: "Give some sunshine and I will be brilliant." Yes, give students a ray of sunshine of love, and he may return the warmth of your whole sun; Give them a spring breeze of love, and he may repay your comfort all spring ... I seem to have learned a lot from this student. ...
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I can do it. These three words are always on my lips, because I always think I am the best and I am unique, but what really makes me understand these three words is her-a lovely little girl.
It was a cold night, roaring, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, so dark. I walked alone under the street lamp, looking at the gray sky, and my mood was even darker. Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed across the earth, and the rumbling thunder muffled. Hey! The teacher lost her old smile when she failed the monthly exam. That's why I feel the seriousness of the situation, maybe! This is just a make-up exam before the final exam. What will happen after the exam? I don't know. Who can tell me?
It has already rained. I took out my azure umbrella from my schoolbag and gently opened it. I'm really scared. What if I fail the final exam? Looking up, the gloomy sky was covered with a touch of blue. Seeing warm blue makes me feel much better, but I just feel indescribable pain. ...
Gradually, I lost confidence.
Although "since God has given talents, let them find jobs!" I really can't convince myself that I'm better than others with some hair noodles.
Although "confident people are the most attractive", I really dare not take that precious step.
Although "everyone is the only work of God", I gradually believe that I was knocked unconscious by carelessness.
Because I am ordinary, I don't have amazing looks, I don't have superior family background, I don't have dexterous piano fingers, I don't, I don't ... I think many of them are not excellent in the eyes of others.
I am like an ugly duckling. ...
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, beating on the umbrella like a string of notes, but at this time I have no mood to appreciate it. At this moment, a thin figure shook in front of my eyes. Isn't that the little girl next door? Why are you still outside so late? I shouted at her to cover her up, but she didn't seem to hear me and didn't even look back. I'm a little angry. He suddenly slipped. I ran very fast and tried to catch her, but I fell down myself. It hurts! I really wanted to cry at that time.
She has got up and turned to see me. She ran to my side and smiled at me and said, "Sister, get up when you fall. No big deal. You can do it. " It dawned on me that she was right. I had to stand up when I fell. I got up and patted the rain on my body, hugged her and walked forward unswervingly. I won't cry even if it hurts again. I can stand up, I can do it!
How many tears and sweat did the ugly duckling shed before becoming a swan? When she saw it flying beautifully in the blue sky, no one knew its expectation and tears in the dark.
If I were just an epiphyllum:
With the courage of a soldier,
Fight against the night
With my youthful elegance
Write down the true meaning of life
In fact, youth itself is priceless. In the world of young people, grains of sand will be ground into pearls and stones will grow into gems.
So, I want to say, "I can do it! Even if it is not recognized by the world, I will reward myself with a smile! "
I can do it.
"People, the biggest enemy is yourself. As long as you believe you can do it, you are the winner. " This is my favorite sentence. Every time I see it and the report card that is no longer clear before going to bed, the dream-like past emerges in front of my eyes.
I knew I was a silly girl from school. Inferiority, don't want to contact and associate with people. My classmates and teachers all look down on me as an ugly and stupid person. In this way, every time I row seats, I can only envy the smug expressions of the top students sitting in the front row, but I am nearsighted and casually stuffed into the corner of the last row.
Almost all the people sitting in the last row are naughty boys. Plus, I can't see the words on the blackboard in class, so I can only stare blankly at the teacher, my mind is blank, and my grades are even worse. Inferiority, I simply sat in the last row.
The years slipped quietly under my feet, and my boat of life ran aground on the gravel beach before it broke down.
The most unforgettable thing is that after that exam, the class teacher who has always regarded grades as life held my thin report card with trembling hands. Suddenly, he tore it to pieces and pressed it at me with a curse. "Students like you only deserve to sit in the last row."
Maybe the roaring paper aroused my long-lost self-esteem. I rushed to the door, determined to work hard. I can do it!
I stuck the pieces together and stuck them on the bed to remind myself of my humiliation at all times. I bought a cheap electronic watch and tied it to my arm, vowing that as long as I was awake, I would never waste a minute. Listen attentively in class, you can't see, do you still have ears? I write down every knowledge point in my notes and chew it a little after class. Fortunately, there is an empty table in the back. After class, I read with my back to the whole class! Write!
No one noticed the change of my humble self, and I didn't show it to them. I just want to prove "I can do it!" "
In this way, in another exam, my incredible performance shocked the whole class. The score has also become a qualification certificate for sitting in the front row. When I sat in those top students' seats, I understood that there was only room in the last row in the world, but no one would ever sit in the last row. As long as you believe you can do it, you are the winner.
Facing the broken report card, I turned and saw the rising sun. It is so beautiful and brilliant. Facing the sun and tomorrow, I want to shout: "I can do it!" " "
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I can do it.
"I can do it" is a kind of self-confidence, a kind of courage, a kind of motivation, a kind of affirmation and encouragement to myself.
The reason why flowers are beautiful is not only gorgeous colors, but also the dazzling brilliance of life. Some people stand out, not only because of their beautiful and luxurious appearance, but also because of their confidence from the bottom of their hearts.
Everyone is at the helm of the ship of life, but in the course of life, it is impossible to always be smooth sailing. It is sometimes stormy, sometimes bitter, sometimes lightning and thunder, sometimes ups and downs ... but in any case, I will face it bravely and accept it calmly. Because I believe, no, I firmly believe: "I can do it!" " "
Life is full of thorns. We always face the insurmountable wall of our parents, the sharp and harsh scores on the test paper, and the repeated tests in life ... but I always tell myself loudly: "Pay and return are not necessarily a balance. Paying doesn't necessarily have a return, but if you don't pay, there will be no return! " So I believe in myself. I always try again and again and never give up any chance easily. Although there is always that lonely figure trudging in the wind and rain, falling down, getting up, falling down again, getting up again ... covered in mud and bruised all over, there is no regret at all. No matter how difficult the road is, I always hope I can walk on my own, and I always believe that "I can do it"!
Looking back through thirteen spring and autumn years and how many thorns I stepped on, I realized more deeply: self-confidence is a stone that knocks out the fire of a star; Self-confidence is fire, lighting the extinguished lamp; Self-confidence is the lamp that illuminates the road at night; Self-confidence is the way to lead you to the dawn.
Let's ignite self-confidence, pack our bags, accept the challenge of fate, face the cruel reality, dry our tears and shout "Be the best of yourself, I can!" " "