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Essentials of Prose Poems for Teachers' Day
Teacher's Day Prose: "Grateful Teacher" has experienced several storms, several cold and heat, and the teacher cares for our growth. Get the nourishment of knowledge and walk through the confusion of life. When we walk into the temple of knowledge and suddenly look back, we can see the teacher smiling by candlelight. Teacher, people say that you are a wax torch silkworm, but the tears of the wax torch can't reflect your regret, and the silver silk of the silkworm can't wrap around your dedication; People say that you are a gardener, surrounded by buds, but who knows that you are dying quietly when the flowers are in full bloom; Year after year, the students have realized your wisdom and left you with a lonely snuggle. However, the students' blueprint for tomorrow is a description of your hard work. Teacher, the vicissitudes behind your smile are the most beautiful in my heart.

Another Teacher's Day is coming. Let's relive the memories of the past and record our love and respect for teachers. Teacher's love is spread in every student's heart, warm and affectionate, and it will be updated with time. From teenagers to white hair, the most important learning stage in our life is inseparable from the teacher's teaching, and every step of our growth is permeated with the teacher's sweat. Teachers are such lofty professions that they deserve our lifelong remembrance and respect.

Give birth to my parents and give birth to my teacher! From babbling in immature childhood to high spirits in youth, in our school life, apart from our parents, we should be our teachers and classmates. Our thoughts are open on campus, and our ideals are flying on campus! If the alma mater is fertile ground for cultivating us, then the teacher is a diligent gardener in a garden full of flowers! If the alma mater is the coach airport, the teacher is the flight instructor who teaches us how to fly independently! If the society is a rough sea, the teacher is the navigator who holds high the navigation mark in the sea! If a blackboard is a piece of Wang Yang sea, then a teacher is an excellent sailor at sea. At the moment when the bell rings, you paddle with your pointer, rowing the textbooks moored in the harbor like a boat. On the desk, problems piled up. Your posture is lifelike, like a flying bird, drawing a beautiful arc on the platform-ships pass by ... there is no cloud floating in the sky, just like your bright heart.

We are teachers' dynamic works, and our life span is very long. We feel the teacher's inculcation, and we see the elderly teacher with a knowing smile on his face! We know that the teacher's pride lies in his garden full of peaches and plums! We deeply respect every teacher on the road of life growth: the teacher has worked hard!

Years have aged the young face, dedication has cast the hope of the nation, and countless educators have quietly cultivated one spring and autumn after another in their jobs. However, when people are enjoying the ever-changing beautiful life brought by the development of the times, when the 24th festival for teachers is coming, as a middle school teacher, like many other teachers, I feel the cold of this festival for us. Without joy and hymns, we are still performing the sacred duties of people's teachers in the busy morning light. Even though the outside world is clamoring for its prosperity, I think, like thousands of Qian Qian teachers on campus, I don't care about the cold of this festival.

September 10, although it is golden autumn, is the harvest season, but if a teacher exchanges his life's hard work and sweat for the fruitful results of the teaching world and looks back with emotion, tears and even tears, then he will definitely regard every day of his life as his own festival, because he has not wasted his years, and every day is full of lofty dedication. Of course, if a teacher wastes his teaching career, I think he will stay away from this festival, because he will have a deep sense of guilt in his heart.

I will not ask students to send flowers and blessings on this festival, and be a teacher for a while, teaching them knowledge and teaching them to be human. For students, normal education is a lifelong matter. When a student walks out of school and enters the society, does he succeed in his career with his own intelligence, or does he overcome the difficulties in life with the cultural knowledge and life style that the teacher once gave him? He will naturally remember and miss his teacher in his heart, and even praise his generosity with his heart. This kind of affection is far better than the stylized blessings they send to teachers as students in festivals. Even if the greeting card is full of profound friendship, it only shows that a student knows what is right and does not represent the connotation and extension of educational achievements. Students take the right path and succeed after leaving the teacher, which is the most precious reward for the teacher. On the contrary, after graduation, the students in the class were pale and empty-headed, and embarked on the road of self-destruction. At least, as his teacher, we will feel inexplicable failure. Then, what's the significance of the exquisite greeting card and the exquisite bouquet of flowers he once sent?

As for how teachers are left out by society, I don't think it matters. Because, when you choose a teacher, you choose poverty; When you choose a teacher, you choose loneliness. Today's society presents a variety of world situations, which are not unrelated to school education in essence. Therefore, it is a more sacred mission entrusted to our teachers by the times to make people know more about respect and care and make society more harmonious.

As a teacher, why care about the cold and cheerless holidays! Dedication in loneliness is itself a good guide and influence to the educated!

Only when you become a teacher can you know the teacher's hardship and bitterness and understand the teacher's deep concern and ardent expectation for students. No matter what teachers encounter, they silently bear it. As always, standing on the three-foot platform really makes them feel sad instead of happy! Teachers have worked hard for our growth for a year on the podium and in life.