The teacher, the guide who accompanied me to grow up, worked hard to train us, devoted all his energy to us, educated us into pillars of the country, but asked for nothing in return, and was our reborn parents. When I was 7 years old, I left my parents' arms and entered the school. I am a teacher. You made us understand the truth of being a man. From pinyin like a u e, to square Chinese characters, to beautiful and moving compositions, you have watered the small saplings that were afraid to speak at first into healthy trees. All the honors should be attributed to the teacher. I remember that once, I had a stomachache. I'll come over as soon as you know. I saw your nervous expression and listened to your words of concern. From your concerned eyes, it seems that you are saying to me: How is it going? Is your stomach better? I said to the teacher: I'm fine, I can insist. "The teacher asked someone for a water cup, filled with hot water, and walked towards me with anxious steps. You asked me to put hot water on my stomach. I put hot water on my stomach. At this time, I feel a warm current flowing in my heart. This warmth infected my heart. I have never been so warm. Another time, I was absent from school for several days because of chicken pox. At school, the teacher told me a lot of knowledge, which I didn't quite understand. Teacher, you gave up your rest and came to my side and said kindly, "Have you been absent from class for several days, and have you not understood the knowledge these days?"? I will help you with your lessons. "In the next few days, I often bother Miss Liu. One day, I sent my homework to Mr. Liu for correction. Suddenly I found that her dark circles were much heavier and there were more "silver lines" on her head. Thank you, teacher! " Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. "I finally understand the meaning of this sentence, teacher. I want to praise you a thousand times, praise you, and thank you sincerely!"