1. Shi Ai is speechless. The river is silent. The vast sun is silent. Life is wonderful. Teachers love nothing. Dig the clear spring of knowledge.
The red candle silently sent away the darkness, blue sky and silent white clouds that inhabit the free harbor.
2, "the wax torch into ashes"
Show up, then rush, burn, burn? Until it turns to ashes and bridges.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes? Tears began to dry up and life could not be prolonged.
But can the thickness be mixed with the extensiveness of red soil? And the infinite mind of the mountains of Wan Li.
Life can carry everything, after the red candle burns out? Dropping tears are full of longing for light.
Step 3 "miss you"
The gods are all burned up and still thinking about you? Candlesticks are covered with dust, and there are songs in the wind.
This season will always keep the warmth of spring? The gods are still thinking of you, for me
Your name will always be a lighthouse? Always the slogan before it shines.
I am immersed in your inspiration in this life? Inject sunshine and rain into a thirsty heart.
Until the peaches and plums are all over the world, the road you step on? Still silent, still thinking about you.
4. the river of years is rushing? Teacher, you light up my little waves.
What you blurted out under the warm and loving sky? Like a tireless bird flying in the air.
Teacher, did you shout in a sincere voice? Let the sleeping soul wake up and sing
Let the tender footsteps run faster? Today we use all our dignity and wisdom.
Weave into a bright rainbow that you look forward to day and night? The poem praising Teacher's Day is very short.
The passion of your lost years? Floating in my youth garden for a long time.
Teacher, I used to be an unknown grass in the mire? You transplanted me into a beautiful flower.
Let me suck the source of knowledge? Teacher, I used to be a wounded and helpless bird.
You saved me from a painful maze? Let me find the hope of life
Dear teacher? You're not an actor? But it attracted our hungry eyes.
Aren't you a singer? But let the fountain of knowledge jingle
Some people say that teachers are like mountains? Because mountains are lofty and revered? I mean, teachers are like the sea? Because the sea is vast and incalculable.
Thank you teacher! Bless you, teacher! I wish you a fragrant peach and plum! May the holidays fill your heart with happiness!
5. Silent candles
You have no strong body? But it holds up a rainless sky for us.
You don't have an architect's hand? But it laid the most solid foundation for us.
You don't have an artist's eye? But they built magnificent buildings for us.
Your profound knowledge? Let us feel civilization and hope.
Your lofty thoughts? Let us know tolerance and patience.
Your noble personality? Deeply affects our hearts.
Thank you, teacher? We sincerely thank you.
Are you like the silent candle? Burning yourself but illuminating others.
Under your smart guidance? We won't get lost in the dark.
6. Teacher's praise
How many years of seasonal cycle, how many spring, summer, autumn and winter, you are the red candle burning bright life, how much blood and sweat you have paid, and you have spread the fire of wisdom with your true feelings.
Just like the spring silkworm dedicated her life's loyalty, just like the winter plum sang the song of early spring.
How many invisible nights, how many bright lights, your figure at your desk in the long night, adding hair in your hair, talking and laughing on the three-foot platform. You shortened the distance between you with your love.
You are the sunshine that melts the cold ice and snow, and you are the guide that leads people out of the maze of science.
Ah! Glorious teachers and hardworking gardeners!
The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicating your selfless heart.
Ah! Glorious teachers and hardworking gardeners!
The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicating your selfless heart.