Teacher Likes
What does the teacher look like?
Teachers are like red candles,
lighting up the journey of knowledge.
What does the teacher look like?
Teachers are like spring rain,
sprinkling bits and pieces of knowledge into our hearts.
What does the teacher look like?
Teachers are like gardeners,
nurturing our young children into adults who understand knowledge.
What does the teacher look like?
The teacher is like a golden key,
leading us who are ignorant into the treasure house of knowledge.
What does the teacher look like?
Teachers are like our mothers,
accompanying us every day and telling us some rich and colorful knowledge.
It is the teachers who have given us so much knowledge.
Here I would like to wish all the teachers to stay young and beautiful forever.
Teacher praises
Every morning
Welcoming the morning glow
Walking into my friendly classroom
There are A pure and childlike heart
And eyes eager for knowledge
Every morning
Facing the rising sun
Walking into my beloved classroom
That is the stage where I fly
It is also the place where my dream begins
In the small classroom
The sound of books floats out< /p>
Like spring water
Flowing in a stream
In the small classroom
Words of care float out
< p>Like the patter of spring rainMoisturizing in the young heart
I would like to use three inches of chalk
to turn it into a magical painting stick
For every growing dream
Click out the ideal window
I am willing to guard the three-foot podium
Be a beacon of loyalty
For every floating boat
Navigating in the ocean of life
No matter how many degrees of cold and heat we have gone through
No matter how many winds and frosts we have experienced
Let the chalk dye the temples white
Let the wrinkles creep up on the once youthful face
There is no dazzling glory
There is no dazzling glory< /p>
All I can do
is just to use my ordinary years
to bring more people the hope of success
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In the near future
The fragile seedlings will grow into pillars
I will be happy about it
I will be happy about it
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Proud of it
It’s me
Bringing the fragrance of peaches and plums to the spring of the motherland