1. Your work is in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland; your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.

2. Your position will never change, but your footprints are all over the world; your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last for a hundred years.

3. On our way from childishness to maturity, 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 ten thousand books.

6. Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened so much confusion, nurtured so much self-confidence, ignited so much youth, and destroyed so much ambition.

7. The silver hair of the crane reflects the sun and the moon, and the fervent heart fertilizes new flowers.

8. Once a teacher, always a father.

9. The few words given are all from my teacher.

10. Gardener, a noble title, I wish you a world full of peaches and plums, and spring sunshine everywhere.

11. Rivers push us to the vast sea, and dawn brings us bright mornings; dear teacher, you lead us to a magnificent life.

12. Teacher, people say that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland. It is better to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. It is you who support the backbone of our generation.

13. Teachers are cultivators of beauty and sowers of beauty. It is you who shine with the beautiful sunshine and moisten with the beautiful rain and dew, so that our hearts are green and full of flowers.

14. Your love is as warm as the sun, as gentle as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the clear spring. Your love is more serious than father's love, more delicate than mother's love, and more pure than friendship. You--teacher's love is the greatest and most noble in the world.

15. Teacher, the light of wisdom emanating from us will always shine with the spark ignited by you yourself.

Teacher, everyone says that you cultivate the pillars of the motherland;

I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland.

It is you who support the backbone of our generation!

You are like a red candle, giving all your heat and light to your descendants!

Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words

——Burning! Keep burning!

The lectures you taught were so rich and colorful.

Each chapter seemed to open a window in front of me.

I saw A beautiful new world...

Ah, because of you, the garden is so beautiful and the earth is full of spring!

Teacher, open the window and take a look. This garden full of spring scenery, this garden full of peaches and plums, are all saluting you!

Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how could so many beautiful flowers of soul bloom?

Teacher, the engineer of the human soul, who would not praise you!

Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and sowing happiness.

Teacher, you are the sower of hope and happiness!

Teacher, you are a cultivator of beauty and a sower of beauty.

It is you who shine with your beautiful sunshine and moisturize with your beautiful rain and dew.

Our hearts are filled with green grass and blooming flowers!

You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the green shade of leaves!

Ah, teacher, your spirit will always be in my heart!

You are more like the unknown tree roots, which make the small trees grow vigorously,

and make the branches full of abundant fruits, but do not ask for any compensation.

You have given us a ruler of life, allowing us to measure it every day;

You have given us a mirror of exemplary behavior, so that we have role models to learn from everywhere.

You are the bridge that connects the severed mountains for us, allowing us to reach the peak of harvest;

You are the ivy, tough and slender, guiding us to pick the Ganoderma lucidum on the top of the cliff. and ginseng.

When Miaoer needs a glass of water, he will never give him a bucket of water;

And when he needs a bucket of water, he will never give him a glass of water.

Giving in the right amount at the right time is the skill of a good gardener.

My teacher, this is also your art of education.

Regardless of hard work, the peach tree will be ripe and the elixir will flow out, and the plum tree will be ripe. It is easy to plant flowers but difficult to cultivate people.

The fragrance of flying in the valley is extraordinary, the world is filled with poems, paintings, and talented people are all smiling.

Teacher, you use the most noble human emotion - love, to sow spring, sow ideals, sow strength...

Sow seeds with words, cultivate with colored pens, water with sweat, Nourished with hard work,

This is the noble labor of our beloved teacher.

You work today, but you are building the future of the motherland;

You teach in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.

Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then the student is the sand in the clam;

You use love to lick it, grind it, soak it, wash it... < /p>

Over the years, the sand grains become pearls, shining brightly.

Your teaching career has countless proud and happy memories,

But you treasure them in your heart and just look at the field to be developed.

If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm to praise the vastness and depth of the sea.

And dedicate it to you, my teacher with a broad mind and profound knowledge.

Teachers are the fire, igniting the fire of students' hearts;

Teachers are stone steps, supporting students to climb up step by step.

You are like a candle. Although it is thin, you have some heat and some light, illuminating others and exhausting yourself.

This selfless dedication will never be forgotten.

The language of your lectures is as sweet as the tinkling mountain springs, as friendly as the gurgling brooks, and as exciting as the rushing rivers...

Chun Can has never said anything that he is proud of in his life. The silver thread spit out is the 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 praise for you.

Your love is as warm as the sun, as gentle as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the clear spring.

Your love is more serious than father's love, more delicate than mother's love, and more pure than friendship.

You, the teacher’s love, are the greatest and most noble in the world.

The value of a firefly lies in using the lamp hanging on its tail to shine on others;

The respectability of you lies in always providing convenience to others.