Poetry recitation teacher, you have worked hard.

September, golden September, sunny September, in this poetic season, we ushered in a sacred day, September 10th Teachers' Day. In this beautiful festival, I hold beautiful flowers for you. Dear teacher, how many sleepless nights, how many bright lights, how many cycles of the sun and the moon, how many spring, summer, autumn and winter, how many white hairs are the years you have gone through; Wrinkles are immortal chapters in your spectrum; It is your selfless dedication to train talents with painstaking efforts; It is your persistent ideal that peaches and plums are all over the world. Dear teacher, your selfless love sowed new hope, your full blood sowed the fire of wisdom, your selfless dedication enriched my soul, and your profound knowledge increased my wisdom. Teacher, you are a ladder, unknown, climbing step by step with a stalwart body, holding our tender feet; Teacher, you are a candle, burning bright life, illuminating the way forward for us with immortal faith, and accompanying us to explore constantly. Dear teacher, you gave your life loyalty like a silkworm, and you exuded the fragrance of early spring like a winter plum. Today is also a festival, send me a sincere blessing, wishing you health and happiness forever!