Teacher "Hard Teacher", you have worked hard, but the seeds you planted unintentionally germinated in a bright spring. You may be a member of all sentient beings, as ordinary as a small stone under your feet, but you have a burning heart. There is no stage decorated with flowers and colored silk, only a proud snow-like dedication without regrets. Teacher, you have worked hard. When the sun yesterday is no longer as young as it is today, you wake up from a dream that life will not be smooth sailing. You're right, we can't waste our proud youth. Your heart is a valley woven with flowers. I am approaching the harvest season to find the soul trapped in the quagmire.
Love melts in children's hearts. Whenever children enter the park, you are always the first to come, greet them with a smile and bring them happiness. Whenever a child is in class, you always inculcate, patiently inspire and impart knowledge to the child. Whenever children eat, you always take care of them and protect their growth. Whenever children have a rest, you always sit in front of the bed for a long time, take good care of them and ensure their safety. Whenever children are active, you always take the lead in demonstrating, encouraging children with your heart and keeping them healthy. Whenever a child is confused, you always take pains to help the child wholeheartedly and enlighten his mind. Whenever your child encounters setbacks, you always inspire your potential, face your child sincerely and enhance your confidence. Whenever children do something wrong, you always have clear rewards and punishments, carefully educate children and teach them to take responsibility. Whenever children get achievements, you always praise them, sincerely praise them and cultivate their self-confidence. Whenever children come home, you are always the last to leave. Don't give up sending them away and give them nostalgia. Love is gestating and spreading, just like a seed planted in a child's heart, taking root and sprouting. One leaf is morality, and the other is wisdom. Under the watering of love, it thrives, blooms colorful flowers and bears colorful fruits.
What is a teacher like? Teachers are like red candles, illuminating the road of knowledge. What is a teacher like? Teachers are like spring rain, spreading bits and pieces of knowledge in our hearts. What is a teacher like? Teachers, like gardeners, cultivate young us into a knowledgeable tree. What is a teacher like? Teachers are like a golden key, leading us into the treasure house of knowledge. What is a teacher like? Teachers, like our mothers, accompany us every day and tell us some colorful knowledge.
"Zan Teacher" arrived as scheduled in September. Therefore, the world is brilliant. We sing September, because it is your eternal festival. We remember September because it was our sincere confession. September is an emotional cup. We hold high our sincere wishes with our hands. Please drink a toast. The music has been played in September, please accept our gifts in September, all the teachers who are struggling in the education front.
"Sunshine of love" osmanthus blossoms. Will you take your children to smell the flowers in the wind? Willow is green. Will you go to see smoky wicker and spring dance with your children? Dandelion is open, will you blow away your dreams with your children? Autumn is coming, will you dance with your children in the autumn wind and autumn leaves? Yes, we will! Because we are all kindergarten teachers! String together thousands of families with love, enlighten childlike innocence with responsibility, and light up the sky with confidence. Rain and dew, sunshine and fragrant peaches and plums, Meng Qi is a big family, and we are gathered together for the same goal and belief. Show your talents, realize your personal value and experience the happiness of education. I am the happiest person in the world. Facing the flawless mind, my world is carefree. I am the happiest person in the world, doing what I love every day, and my world is full of love. I am the greatest person in the world. Angels think I'm very tall. I am the idol of the little angel. I am a rain flower stone. Only when I sink into the water can I show my true colors. I am a small gravel-only when I am bred in mussels can I shine! I am a bunch of fireworks-only when they bloom at night can they shine! We are a group of amiable and lovely people, and we have the same sincerity, childlike innocence and love. Dear friends, the life of kindergarten teachers is beautiful because the children's world is full of hope. Let us shine these young hearts with the sunshine of love and always be the beautiful mother in every child's heart!