Three feet of fresh youth, chalk dyed white heads.

peaches and plums are moistened by wind and rain, and spring and autumn are painted in black and white.

a few lines of light words will last a lifetime.

ingenuity leads to inheritance, and pen and ink write the spring and autumn.

in the lush years, I am grateful to have you.

once you are bathed in apricot rain, you will learn from your teacher all your life.

the true feelings in the world come from understanding, knowing each other and being affectionate.

life is half over the hill, and the teacher teaches you to do it all your life.

I wish hardworking gardeners a happy Teacher's Day with the ingenuity of inheritance.

I've been talking for a long time, and I've never forgotten what I once heard. Now that I think about it, I miss it very much.

silent irrigation is the simplest care.

Three-foot platform, clean hands, looking back, I only smell peaches and plums.

Your words are endless books in this life.

one desk and one podium is a teacher's lifelong love. That white pen painted countless futures.

Can you give me a song time to rewind my youth and reread the poems of time? Happy Teachers' Day.

In this blue planet, everyone is a star, but the difference is that you are a star and a light of the stars.

The place I want to go back to after work is the classroom I want to escape from.

it's you who work day and night to make your growth bright.

The connection of chalk and pencil opens the way for our teachers and students.

an ordinary title, an extraordinary mission in life.

teacher, maybe today, you won't think of me, but I will think of you! I wish you a happy Teacher's Day and good health!

teacher: every ray of sunshine is my blessing to you, every star is my eyes to look at you, and every ray of rain leads me to miss you deeply and miss you. Now, the sky has become our territory, and we will never forget that you gave us the belief and strength to fly.

Teacher, your guardian is my hope for a thousand years. I am a seedling, and you are the rain and dew, which moistens my dry heart. I am the grass, and you are the sun, shining on my growth path. Thank you, teacher!