I don't understand everything you gave me.
You polish my eyes.
So the world opened before my eyes.
I started walking up and down this strange street.
But you can always see a pair of big hands protecting and guiding.
I am chasing these big hands and stroking their vicissitudes covered by history.
However, I can't help sighing about the lost time.
It's these eager eyes.
You never stop, you must keep going.
I don't know what the destination is.
Your soul has left your body.
Does the soul not feel tired?
The world will eventually be gathered by eyes.
The street you walk on will no longer be strange.
Looking at those beautiful big hands, my eyes blurred.
Second,
Teacher, you are a gardener,
But more like a kind mother.
In your eyes, we are all children.
In your heart, we are all treasures.
Not only did you give me knowledge,
Teach me to be a man. The truth,
Gave me a motherly love.
In your countless eyes,
I see hope.
In your bright smile,
I have increased my confidence.
I love you, teacher,
I love you, mom.