Awakened my sleeping self-esteem,
Feed my lost confidence;
Ignite my extinguished ideal fire,
Urge me to set foot on a brand-new milestone. ...
You use your talent as motivation,
Raise children's sails for knowledge;
You turn your love into sunshine,
Illuminate every corner of the child's heart.
Teacher, your kind criticism,
I am happy when I smell it;
Your sincere teaching,
I have benefited a lot.
You reflect the wisdom of your heart like the morning sun.
You show us the way like a compass.
With all your love,
Dyed the color of my youth;
With your firm faith,
Let my character be unyielding,
Thank you, teacher.
Rain, it's raining. Several small umbrellas disappeared at the end of the corridor. Under the umbrella, a group of pupils hurried to the teacher's house.
The teacher has been ill for several days. At this time, I was lying in bed, only to find that her hair was unkempt, her face was pale, her eyebrows were slightly locked, and her eyes were slightly closed, revealing a painful look.
"Teacher", the students let out a cry softly. The teacher's locked eyebrows spread out and showed kind eyes as before. "Teacher, are you better?" "Teacher, we miss you." "Teacher ..." The students greeted each other noisily. Although it looks a bit messy, these are all from the students' hearts!
Regardless of the students' dissuasion, the teacher sat on the pillow and asked about everyone's study. The teacher showed a gratified smile when he learned that everyone was doing well in their studies.
At this time, the students took out the fruits one by one like magic. The teacher said, "I'm glad my classmates came to visit me, but I shouldn't buy me fruit." Just when the teacher refused, the students sent a big peeled apple to the teacher's mouth. Looking at the lovely smiling faces, the teacher showed a gratified smile on his face. ...
It is still raining. This continuous rain condenses the feelings between teachers and classmates, turns them into a warm current, and flows into the hearts of teachers and classmates. ...