2. Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will be gray one day, but your youth will last forever.
3. On our way from naivety to maturity and from ignorance to civilization, you use the torch of life to clear the way for us.
4. The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day.
5. A good teacher is better than thousands of books.
6. Dear teacher, how much confusion, self-confidence, youth and sails have been awakened by your sincere love.
7. The silver thread of the crane reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood and flowers.
8. once a teacher, always a father.
9. All the words are given by my teacher.
1. Gardener, lofty title, I wish you peaches and plums all over the world and spring glow everywhere.
Poem:
Dear teacher, your sincere love awakens much confusion, nurtures much self-confidence, ignites much youth and destroys many sails.
The silver hair of the crane reflects the sun and the moon, and the blood of the heart is full of new flowers.
once a teacher, always a father.
a piece of words is given by my teacher.
gardener, lofty title, I wish you peaches and plums all over the world, and spring glow all over the world.
Rivers push us to the vast sea, and the dawn brings us a bright morning; Dear teacher, you have led us to a magnificent life.
Teacher, people say that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland, rather than saying that you are the pillars of the motherland, and it is you who support the backbone of our generation.
Teachers are cultivators and sowers of beauty. It is you who shine with beautiful sunshine and moisten with beautiful rain and dew that our hearts are green and flowery.
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 fatherly love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendly love. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.
Teacher, the light of wisdom that emanates from us will always shine with the spark that you personally lit.
We are the flowers of our motherland, and our teachers are hardworking gardeners.
Teachers are like a long bridge leading to the knowledge coast.
The teacher is like a candle, which burns itself and illuminates us.
The teacher is like a big tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain.
Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland;
I want to say that you are the pillar of the motherland.
it is you who support the backbone of our generation!