It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet,

The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they are dead,

The wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes and tears.

In the morning mirror, I am worried about the change of my hair,

When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.

There are not many roads to get to Pengshan.

The bluebirds are eager to check it out

The peach gift does not say anything, but it forms a stream by itself

Teachers are engineers of the human soul

Stalin

A teacher every day and a father all his life. ——Guan Hanqing

No matter how proud a person is of his achievements, he should drink water and remember the source. He should remember that it was his teacher who sown the original seeds for his growth. ————Marie Curie