2. Motherly love is as heavy as the sky, always selfless and unrequited, sheltering children and shining with eternal human brilliance. Maternal love is boundless, and maternal love is like the sky.
With gratitude, the family will have sunshine and our days will be happy. Even if we are poor, we will live happily. Knowing how to be grateful, the family will become happier and happier.
In our life, we should be grateful to our parents, who brought us into this world and gave us selfless love and care without asking for anything in return.
The first thing we should thank around us is our most beloved parents. Everyone should shout "Mom and Dad, you have worked hard, I love you, you are the greatest parents in the world".
6. Motherly love is like a gurgling stream, so soft and clear; Maternal love is like a wisp of yarn, so thin and so dense; Maternal love is like a towering mountain, so thick and so wide. All in all, how can I repay you for your kindness to me?
7. How similar mothers all over the world are! Their hearts are always the same, and they all have a very pure heart.
8. We are grateful to our parents because they gave us life; We are grateful to our parents because they have given us endless love; We are grateful to our parents because they have given us a warm home. We should learn to be grateful to our parents.
9. Being a man is like a candle. A little hot, a little light, giving people light and warmth.
10, without sunshine, there would be no warmth of days; Without rain and dew, there is no harvest; Without water, there is no life; Without parents, there would be no ourselves. Accept a drop of water when necessary, and I will repay your kindness with spring water. It is our duty to take care of our parents.
1 1. Motherly love is like a magnificent sea, endless blue sky, endless grasslands and lush forests, tumbling, spreading, growing and flourishing, just like a long river of history, endless and vigorous.
12, we should be grateful to our parents, feel the bitterness and vicissitudes of life they have given us, thank them for their selfless dedication and nurturing grace, be more considerate, care more, greet their parents and elders more, be filial to their parents, respect human relations and pay affection.
13, without sunshine, there would be no warmth of days; Without rain and dew, there is no harvest; Without water, there is no life; Without parents, there would be no ourselves. Accept a drop of water when necessary, and I will repay your kindness with spring water. It is our duty to take care of our parents.
14, your parents have worked for you for many years, but they didn't expect anything in return. They just want you to grow up happily and study happily. If he has only a little kindness to you, you should give it back to him. The so-called "dripping grace, gushing water" is like this. Gratitude is a virtue of China people, and we are born with it. We are grateful to others.
15, thanks to my parents, who encouraged me when I failed and made me stand up again, make a comeback and move towards the future; Grateful teachers, they let me learn knowledge, learn to be a man, and learn to struggle. Keep me in a vast lonely boat in the sea and avoid being overturned by the waves; Thanks to my friends and classmates, they let me not feel lonely when I am lonely, let me feel the connotation of happiness, and let my soul not suffer persecution again and again; I thank all the people who helped me, because they let me taste the warmth of the world and let me know what self-love is; Thank the world, thank God, thank China, and thank all the beautiful things. ...
16. Appreciate the parents' upbringing, the gifts of nature, the sweetness of food, the warmth of clothes, flowers, fish and insects, adversity and opponents. It is their existence that contributes to their success. The sun is new every day. Blue sky, fresh air, bright sunshine and beautiful life, why are we not happy?
Thank you, teacher.
1, "Thank you, teacher"
You are the morning star at night.
You are the clear sky during the day.
You are a breeze under the scorching sun.
You are the eaves in the rain.
You are the sea;
You are mountains and rivers.
You have shaped my soul.
You are a rocket carrying a satellite.
You are a compass at sea.
You're, like, into it,
You pay.
You are our most beloved teacher.
2. Hard gardener
How many years of seasonal cycles, how many spring, summer, autumn and winter,
You are a red candle burning bright life,
How much blood and sweat, not seeking fame and history.
You spread the fire of wisdom with true feelings.
Just like the spring silkworm gave her lifelong loyalty,
Just like Dong Mei singing the song of early spring.
How many sleepless nights, how many times the lights are on,
In the long night, there is a figure at your desk.
Add China hair to the hair, and the three-foot platform laughs.
You shorten the distance between heart and heart with love.
You are the sunshine that melts the cold ice and snow,
You are the guide to lead people out of the maze of science.
Ah! Glorious teachers and hardworking gardeners!
The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicating your selfless heart.
Ah! Glorious teachers and hardworking gardeners!
The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicating your selfless heart.
3. "Thank you, teacher"
blackboard
Three-foot platform
This is the world where you spend your life.
We thrive in your world.
A piece of chalk.
In your hands.
Into words on the blackboard.
It has become knowledge in our minds.
One pointer at a time.
in front of you
Keep dancing
Instill the principle of being a man into our hearts.
4. Silent candles
You don't have a strong body
But it holds up a rainless sky for us.
You don't have an architect's hand.
But it laid the most solid foundation for us.
You have no vision of an artist.
But they built magnificent buildings for us.
Your profound knowledge
Let us feel civilization and hope.
Your lofty thoughts
Let us know tolerance and patience.
Your noble personality
Deeply affects our hearts.
Thank you, teacher.
We sincerely thank you.
You are like the silent candle.
Burning yourself but illuminating others.
Under your wise guidance
We won't get lost in the dark.
5. "Teacher, I want to tell you"
Teacher, I want to say to you: your voice and smile, your gestures, always show in front of my eyes; Your concern and love have been lingering in my mind; Your inculcation is vivid in my mind. When you are with us, everything is vivid.
Teacher, I want to say to you: you have given me confidence in learning; It is you who have given me the courage to live, the motivation to work hard and the hope for a better future.
Teacher, I want to say to you: you are my stepping stone to open wisdom; You are my golden key to open the door to happiness; You are my guide in the journey of life; You are my conductor playing the music of life.
Teacher, I want to say to you: without you, maybe I will give up on myself; Without you, maybe I would be so addicted; Without you, there may be no prospect of my life; Without you, I might not be who I am today.
Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you.
6. "Thank you, teacher"
Thanks to the teacher,
You gave us knowledge.
If you are a gardener,
We are the flowers in the greenhouse,
Grow up little by little under your watering.
If you were a candle,
We are the endless darkness by the candle,
You lit us up,
Helped us find the way to the light.
If you are Baiyun,
We are the sky,
Without white clouds, the sky will lose its luster.
The teacher really appreciates you,
Thank you for your kindness to us,
You are very kind to us,
We all remember.
You've been educating us all your life,
You are selfless,
You taught us all your knowledge without reservation.
In the spring when flowers are in full bloom,
I want to be a bright sunshine,
Add a little luster to you.
On that hot summer day,
I want to be a parasol,
Keep out the hot sun for you.
In the autumn when the leaves are falling,
I want to be a coat,
Keep you warm.
7. Dear teacher
In September,
Golden September,
Sunny September,
In this poetic season,
Ushered in a sacred day,
September 10 teacher's day.
In this beautiful festival,
I have beautiful flowers in my hand,
Dedicated to you.
Dear teacher:
How many sleepless nights,
How many times has the light been turned on,
How many cycles does the sun and the moon have?
How many spring, summer, autumn and winter,
A few strands of white hair,
It is the frost of the years you have passed;
Wrinkles,
It is an immortal chapter in your spectrum;
Strive to cultivate talents,
It is your selfless dedication;
The world is full of peaches and plums,
Is your persistent ideal.
8. "Teacher, you are a candle"
Dear teacher:
Your selfless love has sown new hope,
Your blood has ignited the fire of wisdom,
Your selfless dedication enriched my soul.
Your profound knowledge has increased my wisdom.
Teacher, you are a ladder,
Unknown,
With a strong body,
Hold our delicate feet,
Climb higher step by step;
Teacher, you are a candle,
Burning bright life,
Illuminate the way forward for us with immortal faith,
As we continue to explore.
Dear teacher:
You are like a silkworm, and you have devoted your life to loyalty.
You are like the fragrant winter plum in early spring.
Today is also a festival.
Send me a sincere blessing,
I wish you health, happiness and happiness forever!
9. "It's you! teacher
who is it? -lead the ignorant 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? -Let's be naughty
Educate people to be considerate and helpful?
It is you! Teacher!
Your care is like a warm spring breeze.
It warms our hearts.
who is it? -Let's be young.
Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?
It is you! Teacher!
10, "Teacher, you have worked hard."
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!
A person who selflessly dedicates his youth.
We pay high tribute to you!
Teacher, you have worked hard!
1 1, "Teacher, you are the first person to hold up the sun."
Although, now some scholars say:
"You can't compare a teacher to a candle.
Don't say that teachers are the most glorious profession in the world. "
However, we believe that,
Teacher, you are the first person to hold up the sun.
Every morning,
You ring the bell to get up,
Wait for us at the door of the classroom.
Teacher, you were the last person to send away the night before.
Aside from the hard work of teaching during the day,
I have to drag my tired body to prepare lessons at night.
Correcting every assignment carefully.
When you send away groups of students,
Your shiny black hair,
Turn gray.
Your rosy face is like an apple,
Climbed a series of wrinkles.
You have taught scientists, soldiers and doctors. ...
The motherland is an expert in the construction of all walks of life
You're proud of it,
You will never be satisfied.
12, the most beautiful teacher
I want to harvest the breeze,
You gave me the whole spring.
I want to hold a spray,
You gave me the whole ocean.
I want to pick a green leaf,
You gave me the whole forest.
I want to kiss a snowflake,
You gave me the whole silver world.
You bloom at the highest point,
I also gave all the most beautiful moments to my students.
A loss makes you eternal, because that unforgettable beauty.
That gorgeous and boundless morning and the fading back,
It has been fixed in my heart forever as an old photo!
13, silent dedication
Extreme spring and autumn
Several degrees of wind and rain
Heat and summer confusion
Regain the memory of the past
Just for the record of love and respect.
She came quietly.
Like a long-lost dew
Sow seeds in our hearts
Like a drifting ship
Find a port of call.
How many times?
Walk through the hall of knowledge
Smile in the sun.
Turn around suddenly
Your kindness, your love
Fly in the white cloud sky
The sacred moment has finally arrived,
I stand on the edge of time.
Shout loudly:
Teacher, you have worked hard!
14, "Happy Teachers' Day"
On this American-Japanese festival
But you chose to be with loneliness and indifference.
Still busy in the morning dew
the outer world
Has long been clamoring for its prosperity.
What about you?
Still lonely in the ordinary.
Teacher, you have worked hard!
You gave us flowers.
But when it was in full bloom, it quietly withered.
You are like a candle.
Reflect your regret.
You are like a spring silkworm.
Around your dedication
You let us go.
Leave a lonely snuggle
Teacher, you have worked hard!
15, "peaches and plums all over the world are the best reward for you"
Year,
Old your young face
It's stormy,
Wash your lovely face
Flowers and blessings
It should be yours.
Dedication shows your selflessness and greatness.
Because you believe
When the peach and plum gardens are blooming.
Where are the white clouds drifting?
Where does my emotion stay?
today
I pretended to be a fearless poet.
Enthusiastically
Write a poem for you.
Dedicated to love and tolerance.
The drizzle drifted gently.
Just like your comforting words.
You use the rain and dew of love
Moisten my heart
You use a strong hand.
Hold up my ideal sail
You burned a beautiful life.
How much blood and sweat have you sacrificed?
Teacher,
How many sleepless nights
You are in your seat.
On a three-foot platform
Your laughter is rippling.
You melted the ice and snow with enthusiasm.
You shorten the distance between people with your love.
Continuous drizzle
Touch my heart.
I wish I were an eagle.
Fly to your side
Give me the most sincere words:
Teacher, you have worked hard!
16, thank you for your hard work.
Teacher, you have worked hard.
It is the seeds planted unintentionally that germinate in the bright spring.
You may be one of the sentient beings,
Ordinary as a small stone under your feet,
But you have hot intestines, liver and gallbladder, which are all burnt to ashes.
A stage decorated without flowers and colored silk,
Only Aoxue has no regrets.
Teacher, you have worked hard.
When yesterday's sun is no longer as young as it is today,
I just woke up from a dream, and life will not be smooth sailing.
You're right,
We cannot waste our proud youth.
Your heart is the valley of flowers,
Near the harvest season, I went to look for the soul trapped in the quagmire.
But the thickness can be mixed with the extensiveness of red soil.
And the infinite mind of the mountains of Wan Li.
Life can bear everything, after the red candle burns out.
Dropping tears are full of longing for light.