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Fallen leaves hover in the air, composing a movement of gratitude, which is the gratitude of the tree to the earth that nourishes it; There are white clouds floating in the blue sky, painting a picture of gratitude, which is the gratitude of white clouds to the blue sky that nurtured it. Because of gratitude, there will be this colorful society, because of gratitude, there will be sincere friendship, and because of gratitude, we will understand the true meaning of life.
"Those who drink its stream are pregnant with its source, and those who learn it are also teachers." Looking back, how many kind eyes warmed our cold hearts. What can't be changed is the trace left by time, only a sigh, which will always be hidden in my heart. Fight the blue sky, that's the wings you gave us to fly; Traveling thousands of miles, it is you who gave us the power to make waves; Travel in the sea of books, that is the flame of your life burning in our youth.
Teachers are great men implied in the ordinary, which means that they just stick to their duties silently and have no regrets; The greatness lies in their extraordinary and consistent work.
Our teachers don't have a crowded stage, and chalk is the pear head they cultivate; The three-foot platform is the battlefield for their dedication. Their happiness is that peaches and plums are everywhere, and students call him "teacher".
Teacher, thank you for your solid arm in the biting wind and rain, which makes us feel at a loss and rely heavily; Thank you for your outstretched hand in confusion and hesitation, so that we have a clear direction in hesitation; Thank you for your kind face standing in the flowers and applause, so that impetuous us find the goal of our efforts.
Thanksgiving teacher!
Chapter 2: Teacher, you are like a candle, burning yourself and illuminating others. Teacher, you are like a silkworm, dedicating yourself and dressing up others; Teacher, you are like chalk, sacrificing yourself and leaving knowledge; Teacher, like a gardener, you have worked tirelessly to cultivate flowers. ...
Miss Zhang, my Chinese teacher from grade one to grade three, I have a full stomach to say to her as soon as I talk about her! She is young, in her thirties, with short hair and a pair of glasses on her high nose, which shows her cultural atmosphere! When I first went to school, I felt strange about everything in the school. In class, even if I know the answer to the question, I always hesitate to raise my hand to answer the question. You may have noticed me and gave me an encouraging look, as if to say, "Don't be afraid, have the courage to try, even if the answer is wrong." It was your kind eyes that increased my courage. I immediately raised my hand to answer, although the answer was a bit stumbling and not very good, but you still praised me with a smile. It is precisely because of this time that I have exercised my courage and increased my courage. Over time, I have developed the good habit of raising my hand to speak actively in class. When I come to you for advice, you always explain to me patiently and meticulously, time and time again, tirelessly. Through your explanation, when you solved the problem, a satisfied smile appeared on your face.
For three years, no matter what difficulties I encounter, you will face them with me. You have paid too much for me, as deep as the sea and as high as the blue sky! From you, I really understand the true meaning of "silkworms in spring must spin until they die, and candles must be drained every night".
Flowers thank the rain and dew, because the rain and dew moistened its growth; The mountain thanks the earth, because the earth makes it lofty ... I thank the teacher, because the teacher can let me swim in the ocean of knowledge. In the future, whether I become a "towering tree" or a "low shrub", I will bless you-my teacher-with a "green life"!
Chapter 3: The teacher's affection is endless. The silkworms in spring will keep knitting until they die, and the candles will cry dry every night.
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Campus is the resonance area of love, because there are deep feelings of classmates' friendship and teachers' education. Day after day, year after year, the three-foot platform is the teacher's inculcation and guidance.
A look is the teacher's joy at our success; A few words are the teacher's worry about our failure.
The reason why fragrant wildflowers bloom so brilliantly is because of the sunshine bath; Brave goshawk, because of the vast blue sky, can fly freely; Beautiful fish can swim freely because of the deep sea; Naive, we can grow up healthily because of the cultivation of teachers.
The teacher is a piece of music in sadness, which relieves the sadness in our hearts; The teacher is a pearl in the dark, guiding our way forward; Teachers are crutches in difficulties and help us out of difficulties.
When we failed, the teacher set sail for us; When we succeed, the teacher shares the joy of success with us; When we make mistakes, the teacher patiently guides and guides us; When we are proud, the teacher gently reminds us in our ears.
If the teacher is a starry sky, then we are little stars in the starry sky; If the teacher is Wang Haiyang, we are a drop of water in the sea; If the teacher is a lush tree, then we are small leaves on the tree.
Three-foot platform, the teacher leads us to swim the ocean of knowledge with wisdom; On the one hand, the teacher helps us break the waves with profound knowledge.
Teacher, living in a humble room, thinking about teaching and educating people; Teachers, remain uncorrupted, will always work hard for us; Lectures and heart-to-heart talks, home visits and counseling, teachers are selfless and never idle. Whenever the sun goes down and the stars move, the teacher carefully corrects the homework. In order to cultivate us, teachers work hard day and night.
"Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." Teachers are not the fruits of autumn, but the soil under the fruit trees; Teachers are not bright flowers, but the roots that transport nutrients for flowers; Teachers are not dazzling pearls, but mussels that breed pearls; Teachers are not flowers in spring, but flowers in fertile land.
The teacher put us on the platform of life one by one and watched us step on the distant train one by one.
The teacher worked hard, the lead was washed away and the white silk was called out, leaving only traces of time.
"Two lines of loving mother's tears, ten thousand green teacher's affection" let us repay the teacher's care with excellent results! Sometimes when the teacher is tired, I don't forget to bring a chair to the teacher and pour a cup of green tea.
Chapter four: the composition teacher, diligent gardener, has trained us who babble and become the pillars of the motherland; Teacher, the angel of the future, she points out the confused future for us; Teachers, charitable mothers, the little love they give us is enough to merge into a river ... Teachers, we respect each other as guests and care for each other, so let us always remember every inch of time together.
I remember that time, maybe it was a habit for the teacher, but I was deeply shocked! On that day, the sun seemed to be joking with us, got into the thick clouds and disappeared. On the way to school, the biting cold wind roared and swept through, which made my face hurt. I can't help mumbling: "This weather is faster than Sichuan Opera's changing face. Yesterday, the sun shone brightly, and the burning sun sprinkled on the earth without stint, but today ... alas! " I shrank my neck and tightened my hat, but it didn't help. I'm shivering with cold. Finally, when I walked into the classroom, my hands warmed up bit by bit. At this time, I found that under the interference of this bad weather, seven students in the class were absent! Oh, dear! This weather is terrible! Fortunately, I am in good health and barely escaped this "robbery"!
Suddenly, a cough pulled me back to class. I don't know when, the teacher has stepped onto the platform, looked at the empty seats, frowned, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Today the weather has changed, and many people have caught a cold. Everyone should take warm measures. " As soon as my voice fell, I couldn't help shivering. I saw the teacher looking pale, weak and tired. But just yesterday, her voice was so loud and her face was so rosy.
The teacher picked up the kettle he carried with him, put it down slightly and casually explained the knowledge points to us. This action keeps repeating ... when she reads the paragraph over and over again emotionally in a hoarse voice, I actually think it is more beautiful than the sound of nature. The neat blackboard writing and the loud reading sound in the classroom haunt the whole campus. I remember everything in this class in my heart, which is full of teachers' deep love and responsibility ... Reluctantly, the sweet bell rang suddenly, and after a simple class, the teacher dragged his tired body out of the classroom, making my eyes sour and my heart hurt.
When I came to my senses, I quickly put away my homework and slowly moved it to the teacher's office. Far away, I heard the teacher coughing violently; As soon as you enter the door, you will find that the teacher is concentrating on correcting homework. If you pay a little attention, you will find antipyretic drugs pressed by water cups! When the teacher saw me, he grinned: "It will rain in the afternoon, remember to bring an umbrella!" " "Just a few words, but buried in my heart-a teacher, regardless of our health for us; It was the teacher who told you carefully when I was sick ... when I left the office, I let my tears fall and my eyes blurred. ...
In the journey of life, teachers lead us into the hall of knowledge, lead us to be positive and care for our strong growth ... Teachers, like our mothers, not only teach us knowledge, but also educate us about responsibility and love! Teacher, I want to say to you-teacher, you have worked hard! Teacher, I love you forever!