(2) Three years are like a cloud, and the angel of time carefully sets the hour hand to leave. At this moment of parting, our feelings are like surging waves. I remember how naive and naive we were when we first entered the school. Now, we have grown up and our faces are full of maturity. I remember when we first entered school, we only knew how to add, subtract, multiply and divide. How ignorant and poor we are. Now it seems that we have been in astronomy and geography for three years. After three years of hard work, a hundred flowers are blooming and colorful. The fruit is ripe and fruitful. Flowers are dancing, thanks to this fertile soil; The fruit rings frequently to repay the diligent gardener for flying the kite higher, and its string still holds your hand; No matter how far the wanderer goes, his heart still hangs on his mother. No matter where we go, we will never forget you-teacher; We will study hard and dedicate our excellent results to you-the teacher's beloved teacher, who gave me wings to fly healthily and gave me the light of youth, and you are the star in the dark night sky, which will light up my life.
(3) Time flies, the sun flies, and in a blink of an eye, the wonderful primary school life will be over, and a trace of inexplicable sadness will inevitably pass through my heart. Looking for the source of this sadness, I was reluctant to part with you. You are approachable and amiable, and your love for us warms the hearts of students like a warm current, and also illuminates my learning future like a raging heat wave. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to meet such an excellent teacher again in my later study career. Here, I want to say thank you for your education, teacher. You have worked hard.
(4) Teacher, you are like a gardener, watering the flowers of our motherland every day. You are watering sunshine, fertilizer and knowledge.
(5) A gentle compliment is so sweet in my heart; Kind encouragement, full of strength ... I remember that it may not only be what the teacher said unintentionally, but I wouldn't have gained today without you. Thank you teacher! I will walk into middle school with these words.
A stream of running water moistens one side of the land day and night, and it doesn't complain about hard work after flowing. It will keep flowing and watering batches of flowers and plants. This year, these flowers and plants flowed to us. Thank you, dear water!
(6) I bless you under the green forest tree, teacher! We are like leaves on this tree, and will leave you soon. Please believe that we will send our blessings on a sunny afternoon and quietly support a shade of trees around you.
I bless you by the flowers, teacher! We are like petals of this flower, and we will leave you soon. Please believe that we will quietly spread a fragrance around you on a sunny morning with our achievements.
I bless you by the river, teacher! We are like water drops in this river, and we will leave you soon. Please believe that we will be grateful and quietly sprinkle a drop of coolness around you on the night when the breeze is humming.