Send you a bunch of flowers.
Express our respect for you;
Send you a touching song,
Bring you a little sweetness.
Teacher-you have worked hard,
You took us through the storm,
It was you who fed us with the nutrition of knowledge.
But never ask for anything in return.
It was you who answered all the difficult questions for us.
You told us:
When encountering difficulties,
Don't give up easily.
Since then, in our lives,
Always full of joy.
A lot less trouble,
Added a fortitude.
Another harvest autumn,
You still have a marker in your hand.
Painted a beautiful blueprint,
Peaches and plums that nourish the motherland.
It's midnight, and you're still preparing your lessons carefully.
You are still recalling our success in your sleep.
We are flowers in full bloom in spring,
It was you who played a wonderful melody for us.
You are a diligent gardener,
We will remember your words.
Take every step of your life,
Friendly, bodybuilding, realistic and enterprising!
2. You read it
My sour language
Sincere comments
Warmer than this warm late spring.
You come to comfort me
My aching love
Thoughtful blessing.
Much like the prayer of an angel in my dream.
How do you want me to be grateful, grateful?
This deep affection
Like a glass of wine.
Didi moistens my dry heart.
Like a touch of green.
Slowly cover my hot and dry desire
Refresh-"You have new messages"
The heart beats faster and heats up again.
I wonder if it is the help of an old friend.
Or a compliment from a new friend?
Oh, either one will be fine.
If you don't fall, you won't get up again.
Without falling, there is no leap again.
At the moment, I knocked on the keyboard.
A word crossed my mind, a word.
Or the word "hand" of encouragement, warmth or expectation.
Guess behind the warmth of that sentence
What sincere eyes and feelings you should have.
what can I do for you? What can I do to repay you?
my dear friend
A melancholy room
Click on a touching name at will.
Gently open a happy or sad story.
With tears in my eyes
Burst violently
Song hit the bottom of my heart
needle
Your tears are my sadness.
Your smile is my comfort.
Your love
Is the warmest language.
Makes me strong.
Your arm
It is the largest seaport.
Let me coquetry
I'm the one you can't leave behind
You are my eternal attachment in my heart.
Mom-you are the hometown of my life.
The wind and rain in the sky are coming.
The bird hides in its nest.
The storm in my heart is coming.
I only hide in your arms.
I really want to buy a bunch of flowers.
For mother.
But it's too far.
My mother is not with me.
Only phone calls and text messages brought blessings to my mother.
It's dark now. ...
The road I have traveled, I just want my mother.
Step by step.
Missing stays in this gentle rainy night.
A busy day's work
Tired
But when I think of a person's "mother"
Cheer up a little.
I swear that I will return to my mother's city on this day next year.
Send a beautiful Connors to my mother.
I won't walk through that strange street at night.
Watching others buy flowers, I stood in a daze.
Ha ha laugh. What beautiful flowers.
I miss my mother.
Happy holidays to mothers all over the world. ...
This is the wish of children all over the world. ....
Life is like walking on a stormy road.
Mother is at the front.
Send some umbrellas to protect the children from the wind and rain to their mothers.
Mother pushed it to me again,
Ah, the child under the umbrella,
Mom outside the umbrella.
Rain is no longer rain,
It was a tear of happiness that God sent to the world.
5. Thanksgiving poetry:
Years left me a pair of shoes.
Wind and rain, have to take off my clothes.
Home, give me one road sign after another.
Mother will never get tired of staring at me.
Ancient and eternal care
Sometimes, my mother's hand will give me a ride.
Sometimes, my mother's heart gives me a ride.
In fact, sending is the same as not sending.
I already know.
Whether it is windy, rainy or snowy.
It's all in your head.
On the mountain road of the years, I wrote footprints for you.
I remember your smile during the stormy journey.
In the storm of years-
I will bless you with gratitude and piety.