I'm sorry that teaching us has put you through a lot of hard work. I know I should have written this letter long ago, but it has been put off until today. I hope you can accept this apology for being late.
From the time I was sensible, I knew that we should respect teachers and everyone who loves us and the people we love, but it just makes you unhappy. Sometimes we don't speak actively in class or have some other problems, not because we don't know that we are wrong, but because we feel guilty, or we know how to do it but we can't get rid of it. Of course, sometimes, I mean, sometimes we really want to actively cooperate with our teachers. I also know what I can do to cooperate with the teacher, but I just can't put it into action. Maybe it's because of adolescence. Everyone feels this way, but it's sad to see the teacher. To tell the truth, we are also very sad, and we don't want things to develop like this. That's why we have to write to the teacher to apologize today. We are wrong, but we really love you!
Teacher, this is not our excuse. When I first entered primary school, it seemed easy to answer questions in class. Now I don't know what happened. ...
Teacher, we know that your hope for us is because you love us. That kind of love can't be fully expressed in words. It's deep and lasting, and it makes you angry with us. All this is for our own good. How can a teacher not love his students? But what makes you angry and disappointed is your beloved student. There is always a feeling of rustling when I think of it. It is guilt, guilt and words.
I deeply believe that all this is entirely our fault, and even we don't cherish this love at all. This kind of psychology stems from our old habits, and we can't surpass ourselves and open our hearts. So we made up our minds to repent, and the teacher in turn gave us a chance. This opportunity begins when you are no longer angry. Let's prove to you with actions that we need your love and we love you too!