Hello!

Thank you for giving birth to my little life and working so hard for me. You have worked hard. Thanks for the eight years' nurturing and training, I deeply know how to treat people's lives and how to work hard.

Mom, whenever I hum the two songs "Only Mom is Good" and "Lu", I will think of your love for me. During the Spring Festival, the coat you bought me kept me warm. This is your love for me. You are also the most beautiful and best mother in my mind.

Dad, whenever you cross the street, you will lead me across the street with your warm and powerful big hand, which is also your love for me.

I remember one time, I was sick. Dad, you take me to the hospital. Mom, you walk behind dad, too. The hospital is far from home. At this time, it was very late. There is no taxi, so you have to drive me to the hospital. Seeing you panting, I know you are tired. Finally arrived at the hospital, the doctor said it was just a cold, nothing serious. After hearing this, you finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. Then, you took my medicine, asked the doctor what to eat for me, paid the money, and then you carried me home. When you got home, you did as the doctor said: Mom, you put the medicine in front of me, blew it and asked, "Is it still hot?" I said, "Not hot." Then you fed me medicine and watched me sleep in bed before you left. When eating, you cram the food into my bowl for fear that I can't eat. Later, you did this every day, and my illness really recovered.

I will study hard in the future, make progress every day, go to college and be a useful person to repay you.

Your love is as warm as sunshine and as vast as the sea.

I also want to say "thank you" to you on Father's Day and Mother's Day.

Love your son.

Have a grateful heart.

Spin like spring silkworms and make candles to light the way. "For thousands of years, many people compared teachers to silkworms and candles. In her painstaking efforts and selfless dedication, how many flowers of the motherland have become the pillars of Kyushu Huaxia! Who knows how much sweat and tears it contains? Perhaps the teacher's white hair and wrinkles are the best witness.

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!" Who-led the ignorant us into the spacious classroom,

Teach us a wealth of knowledge?

It is you! Teacher!

With your hard work and sweat,

Raising the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.

Who is it?-naughty us.

Education should be considerate and helpful?

It is you! Teacher!

Your care is like a warm spring breeze.

It warms our hearts.

Who is it-young us?

Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?

It is you! Teacher!

Your protection makes us grow up healthily.

The autumn season is fruitful.

You have worked hard! Teacher!

People who work hard in the heat and cold.

You have worked hard! Teacher!

Dedicate youth to nothingness.

We pay high tribute to you!

-You have worked hard, teacher!

That's all I can do, teacher.

Teacher-you are like a drizzle in spring,

Moisten flowers, irrigate the earth,

We are sucking the drizzle and growing.

Teacher-you are like the autumn breeze,

Blow the yellow land, call gold to rice,

We had a bumper harvest.

Teacher-in my dark life, you lit the brightest lamp for me;

Teacher-you are the guide on my misty life;

Teacher-you pointed out the direction for me in my rough life;

Teacher-you gave me a pair of powerful wings, let me travel in the world of knowledge!

Teacher-in my dark life, you lit the brightest lamp for me;

Teacher-you are the guide on my misty life;

Teacher-you pointed out the direction for me in my rough life;

Teacher-you gave me a pair of powerful wings, let me travel in the world of knowledge!

The teacher has paid too much for us!

You are like a candle, burning yourself silently and illuminating others!

Looking at the wrinkles on your face, I feel ashamed!

Here, I want to say to you: "Teacher, you have worked hard!

When I first entered primary school, I was unfamiliar with everything in the school. For this reason, in class, even if I know the answer to the question, I always hesitate to raise my hand. You may have noticed that you gave me an encouraging look, as if to say, "Xuan Danqiong, don't be afraid. Get up the courage to have a try. It doesn't matter if the answer is wrong. " It is your gentle eyes that make me more courageous. I'll raise my hand and answer at once. Although my answer is not ideal, you praised me with a smile. It is because of this first time that I have increased my courage. Over time, I have developed the good habit of raising my hand to speak actively in class.

When I ask you for advice when I have a problem, you are always willing to accept and patiently explain your ideas to me again and again. When I understood the problem through your explanation, there was a comfortable smile on your face.

When you found out that I was sick, you kept asking me if I was sick and whether I wanted to go to the hospital ... until the next morning, when I came to school, you still asked me with concern, am I better? It is your meticulous care for my life that moistens my young heart like spring rain and makes me feel the second affection. Looking at you, I really want to say, "thank you, teacher." When I did something wrong, you didn't scold me loudly, but quietly asked me why and helped me out. Thank you very much! You know right from wrong and never criticize people for no reason.

When I got good grades in the final exam, you praised me in class and took the lead in clapping. Do you know, teacher, because of your little applause, I have increased my confidence on the road of learning and made my goal clear.

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Five years, in these five years, no matter what I meet, you will face it with me. You have paid too much for me, as deep as the sea and as high as the blue sky. Teacher, in my eyes, you are magical. I finally understand the truth that "spring silkworms must spin until they die, and candles will cry the wick away every night". Because you are engaged in silent dedication and selfless dedication. I sincerely thank you, my teacher! Thank you for everything you have done for me! In the future, no matter whether I become a towering tree or a low shrub, I will bless you with green life-my teacher!

September 10, a special day, is a special festival for our dear teacher! You can also contribute.

The coming of Teacher's Day reminds me of the dribs and drabs of getting along with everyone, and my heart is full of hidden gratitude. Everything is so ordinary. But he cultivated the flowers of the motherland so bright and beautiful, so outstanding and so radiant.

They all teach us to read, and they all tell us to take learning and happiness as one thing. Learning is not limited to reading, reading is indeed a great pleasure in life. The teacher taught me to savor fun in my study and absorb knowledge in fun. Shadows keep flashing in my mind. Our teacher is very amiable and approachable. The first time I saw her, her kindness and approachability put my heart down at once. In my mind, I cherish a smile that moistens and warms my heart from afar. Teacher, you taught us to be human, and you told us to be tolerant and kind to others. Teachers teach us this way in the hope that when we grow up, we can step into the door of society and be a real, simple and generous good person. No one is perfect, but we should be perfect during the day, so that we won't have too many regrets. You can also contribute.

Teacher, you worked so hard and burned yourself silently like a candle until you exhausted your life's hard work. Your love for education and children has created a miraculous myth.

On this special day, Teacher's Day, I sincerely wish you a happy holiday. I also want to say to teachers like you in Qian Qian, "Teacher, you have worked hard." At the same time, I send this song "Grateful Heart" to you: "Grateful heart, thank you for accompanying me all my life, so that I can be myself ..." Autumn wind is refreshing and fragrant. In September, it came to us with tenderness. This time of year always brings us a lot of feelings and nostalgia. For everyone, from ignorant teenagers to young people in their prime, teachers are undoubtedly the people we respect and appreciate most.

Teachers are "engineers of the human soul" and are compared to the brightest and greatest profession under the sun. Tagore wrote: "My heart found the sky in your eyes". Indeed, the teacher's heart has found a sacred sky in the eyes of the students who are seeking knowledge! They set an example by training and influencing outstanding students from generation to generation with their knowledge and unique personality charm, not only imparting knowledge, but also teaching us the truth of being a man.

Teacher, some people say that you are like a candle, lighting yourself to illuminate others;

Teacher, some people say that you are a hard gardener, watering every grass and tree with your own sweat.

Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. You have propped up the backbone of our generation!

You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning!

Your lecture is rich and colorful. Each chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a colorful new world. ...

Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Ah, teacher, engineer of human soul, who is not praising you! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.

Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness!

Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty. It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart!

You are more like a nameless root, let the young trees grow sturdily, let the branches bear rich fruits, but ask for nothing in return.

You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere.

You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest; You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff. When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water. And when you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water. Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is your art of education. Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people. The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.

Teacher, you use the noblest feelings of human beings-love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing strength ... sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher.

You work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland; You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines.

There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored.

If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea. And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.

Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step.

You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as exciting as a rushing river. ...

Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag about in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life. Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you.

Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.

The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others.

Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Looking at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you.