The poem in middle school wrote: "The silkworms in spring are spinning until they die, and the candles will cry dry the wick every night."
Don't talk in college, teachers have become netizens.
Teachers have dedicated themselves and achieved others. The teacher does nothing but watch the students grow. When teachers retire, the most gratifying thing is to see their peaches and plums all over the world ... something. I can't go on. I'm not saying that teachers don't have this function, I mean that teachers don't have this ideological realm. This function is indirectly caused. After all, teachers are human. .