The boatman at the ferry put me on a ferry.
The students embarked on a journey.
Teachers are like spring breeze and rain,
Opened a treasure house of knowledge for me.
The bud of the flower was taken away,
Unforgettable time seedlings unearthed.
The teacher is the gardener of the garden.
Dedication is not profit.
The gardener's sweat watered my ideal,
Draw a blueprint for us over time.
There is your greatness in the ordinary,
Work hard and be a philosophical groom.
You carefully carved a beautiful heart,
The true feelings drawn by chalk stand out.
Poetic life is wonderful,
How can you forget the road paved by your tutors?
Without your selfless dedication,
Can the wisdom of civilization replace the stupid beginning of life?
The world of hope echoes the melody of youth,
The growth of students is the notes of employees.
We are the pillars of the motherland's future,
Your teaching gave us addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.
Now that your temples are frosted,
Still like an old horse with a hoe!
Teacher, I want to praise you.
I met you for the first time.
I was moved by your unique kindness.
You comfort me lonely with warm shoulders.
Your gentle words and calm face
Depicting the true image of loving mother.
Like a golden sunflower
Scatter full sunflower seeds into the blue sky.
That seed is like a jade plate.
Like a beautiful fairy
Go deep into our hearts
Germinate, blossom and bear fruit ......
Like Raphael's Madonna.
Embrace a genius
Have the whole world.
Just like we have you.
Teacher, I want to hug you.
Even if you are a button in your arms.
Teacher, I want to praise you.
You wake me up with the song of flowers.
You call me with flying wings:
"Son, get up, you have to be strong!"
teacher
Please allow me to put on a feather dragon suit for you.
In this long winter
Let me sing a song for you.
A wordless song of gratitude
Choose one for yourself.