Who do you love most? What do you like best?
I said I love my dear mother best, and I like red apples best.
Mother eliminated the dimples on her face and kissed me hard.
Last year, my father asked me:
Who do you love most? What do you like best?
I said that I loved the PLA dad the most and the mountains and rivers in my hometown the most.
Dad opened his hands and lifted me high.
This year, the teacher asked me:
Who do you love most? What do you like best?
I said that I love our motherland and our national flag most.
The teacher said I grew up.
Second, the poem dedicated to the teacher-the teacher's eyes
Teachers' eyes are like the moon at night.
We are stars,
In the teacher's smile,
twinkling
A teacher's eyes are like an endless ocean.
We are small fish,
In the teacher's arms,
Swim around happily.
Teachers' eyes are like the blue sky.
We are a white cloud.
Under her gaze,
Free floating,
The teacher's eyes are like a mirror.
Can light up our hearts.