I wrote a poem of 50 words.

Dear teachers and classmates, hello, what I recite for you is that teachers are as deep as the sea.

September, the golden season;

September, a warm season;

September, the season when flowers are in full bloom;

September, the season of innocence;

Facing the breeze in September, we came to nature;

Pick a flower and give it to the teacher; Send a smile to the teacher;

I remember your hands were covered with powder,

I remember your kind teaching.

Because of you, many students can become talents.