-To Huang Meihua, a history teacher of Xiamen University No.1 Middle School.
I admire you.
Just like looking up at the stars in the sky.
In the dark night
With your dazzling flash
At the forefront of education
You fight for the field of knowledge.
struggle on one's mettle
Chalk is still your educational weapon.
You shuttle through the white smoke.
Irrigate with sweat
A soul eager to grow up
One of your rounds.
This is a quiet spring.
Because you turn around again
A smile can melt ice and snow.
Knowledge blooms on the old blackboard.
I am in the knowledge garden.
grow up
Poetic works of Arctic monarchs