I don't know when the flowers bloom, quietly, quietly, we, the successors of 2 1 century, came to this world, slowly, slowly reaching the school age, pestering my father to go to school. We will never forget how happy and happy we are for the first time in our lives. It turned out that the teacher's kind smile and gentle words played a beautiful music like a happy note, which made us crazy.
In this way, the teacher planted a happy fire in our hearts, and our crisp and loud voice sounded from time to time on campus. What a kind of happiness that is! Therefore, all the happiness we feel is caused by the teacher's love. The teacher pinned all her hopes on us. In this way, we painstakingly train teachers to trudge on this road of love and teach us how to be a man and how to do things. When we feel the charm of knowledge, they are urging: students, don't forget to forge ahead; When we fail in our studies, they are encouraging: success begins here; When we are sad, they are comforting: Come on, classmates! What unforgettable days! You, the glorious people's teacher, have taught us how to face difficulties, how to feel life, how to cherish happiness and how to develop ourselves. Not only did you take us swimming in the ocean of knowledge, but more importantly, you taught us to be grateful to others. These dribs and drabs, touching scenes, embellish our life wonderfully and beautifully, and also consolidate our memories unforgettable.
Although we are only the rising sun, we should learn to release warmth and think and act with gratitude to our teachers. After all, the teacher has done too much for us. At this moment, on behalf of all the students, I would like to say to our respected teacher: Teacher, you have worked hard.
Dear teacher, because of you, our world will become so beautiful. In the chaos, there is a bright light, a confused night sky and an eternal Beidou. You shoulder a sacred mission, you shoulder the future of the motherland, you shoulder the prosperity of the nation, and you shoulder the heavy responsibility of history. In this way, generations of teenagers grow up healthily under your care and move towards great prospects under your attention.
Because of you, there is a special festival-Teacher's Day. Since then, the whole society has paid more attention to you, and we have seen and felt your greatness and ordinary. Your greatness lies in creating the world and sowing the future. It is you who lit the fire of our ideals and ensured the excellent quality of the future nation. What you have in common is that you have no regrets and no distractions except dedication. You never care about what you have lost, because you deeply understand what you have paid and what you have gained. This is the value of life and happiness that no number can calculate. "Come with a heart and go without a blade of grass" is a true portrayal of our teacher's mood. Dear teacher, I compare you to a green leaf, and I compare you to a red candle. I can't praise your dedication and achievements! You are not a green leaf, but you nourish it. You are not a red candle, but you can shine through your heart, because your figure will always be reflected in front of our eyes. You painted every note in our life the most beautiful color in the world. From then on, our hearts are as magnificent as the sea. I really want to take out a string of firecrackers, release a string of blessings, and sing a heart song for our teacher with gorgeous flames. I sincerely wish the teacher happiness, happiness and happiness.
At this time, I really want to say loudly to my classmates: when we embrace success and enjoy joy, don't forget that teachers have paid youth and sweat. We have no reason not to be grateful to teachers. Finally, let's say sincerely: "Thank you!" Flowers thank the sun, because the sun feeds it to grow; The eagle thanks the blue sky, because the blue sky allows it to fly freely; Teacher, I thank you, because you taught me knowledge and made me grow up healthily. Teacher, as your student, I thank you for your selfless dedication to our youth. When we are about to graduate, in order to get into a good school, you fully absorb "water" for us like a sponge. Give us a "small stove" whenever you have time, and often force some students to study. I did not hesitate to bear the title of "fascism". Although in the eyes of some students, Miss Li, my Chinese teacher, plays the role of "fascist", I think as a teacher, she has indeed achieved the goal of "the silkworm dies in spring, and the candle at night is wick-filled". Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as the clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your love is the greatest, the most selfless and the most sacred. But we don't appreciate your kindness and often give you trouble when your feelings are most fragile.
At that time, your husband was ill in hospital. You could have asked for leave to stay with him in the hospital. But you chose to stay and continue to teach us and run from school to hospital every day. Finally, your husband died. You can't worry about us. Come back to us after a few days' rest. In those days, you put a lot of silver thread in your head.
Although we are only the rising sun, we should learn to release warmth and think and act with gratitude to our teachers. After all, the teacher has done too much for us. Madame Curie once said: "No matter how proud a person has achieved, he should drink water and think of his source.". It should be remembered that his teacher sowed the initial seeds for their growth. " Locke thinks: "Gratitude is a kind of spiritual wealth." Rousseau also said: "There is no real virtue without gratitude."
I went back to my alma mater at the weekend, and some small changes took place in the campus during the short summer vacation. It seems that there are more silver lines on the teacher's temples. The teacher seemed very happy to see me coming, saying that our students have grown taller again, and some of them are almost beyond recognition. I bought a small gift for each of the two teachers, representing my deep blessing.
All along, we only know how to take, but we don't know how to be grateful. At the moment when the 23rd Teacher's Day is coming, I want to say to all the respected teachers: Teacher, you have worked hard!