I met her a long time ago, but it has been longer since we broke up.
From the east wind, a hundred flowers blossom.
Silkworms in spring weave until they die,
Every night, the candle will cry dry the wick.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror.
However, she bravely faced the cold moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan.
Oh, Bluebird, please go there and look at me.
Praise the teacher.
I remember your hands were covered with powder.
I remember your kind teaching.
I remember your new silver hair.
Because of you.
Students can become talents.
Because of you.
The world will become so civilized.
teacher
You are a bright light.
Find a home for the lost children
teacher
You are an angel.
September, dedicated to the teacher.
September, as scheduled.
Therefore, the world is brilliant.
We sing September,
Because this is your eternal festival.
We remember September,
Because this is our sincere confession.
September is an emotional cup,
We hold it high with our hands.
In sincere wishes,
Please drink.
September music has been played,
Please accept our gift in September.
All the teachers who are struggling on the education front.