1, I am proud, I am a teacher. I have a gem-like career in countless ordinary and extraordinary occupations. I am proud, I am a teacher! I am a teacher. I have a shining page of gold in countless dedicated and enterprising chapters. I am proud, I am a teacher! I light the sacred and lofty ideal lamp in my heart, hang it high above my head, let it burn my poetry and * * * let it light up my soul and journey, let it light my wit and vitality, and let it raise my perseverance and love! I am a teacher. I hold high the red candle in my hand, as long as my dove can soar in the blue sky, as long as my young eagle can soar in Wan Li, as long as my faith is rock solid, and as long as my ideal is forever young, I am willing to burn every inch of my body, so that my youth and even my whole life can sublimate in the beating candlelight and gallop in the bright red blood. I am proud, I am a teacher! I am a teacher. I sow in the land of spring, illuminating my heart and journey. I cultivate beautiful buds and wait for them to bloom. I sow the seeds of knowledge. I hope it bears fruit, I sow excellent character, I sow noble feelings, I sow with words, I cultivate with colored pens, I irrigate with sweat, and I nourish with painstaking efforts. As long as my seedlings can grow into towering trees, I don't regret that chalk has stained my temple. As long as my hope can light their way forward, I would rather turn myself into dust. I am a teacher. The three-foot platform is my life stage. Because of love, white chalk is my life brush. I deeply understand life because of persistence. I smile because of love, write down my hope to wipe away utilitarianism, endure to see the peach blossom blossom, and Li Yin insists on it, filling in the world with poems and painting the world. Why are my eyes always full of tears? Why is my heart always choppy, because my love is so deep, and my persistence has taken root in the land? I am proud to be a teacher. I am the kindling that illuminates students' hearts. I am the stone that paves the way for students. I am the ladder that holds students high. If I can be the sunshine, I will let the warmth fill the space of every soul. If I can be a spring breeze, I will let the truth bloom in every garden of my heart. If I could be the rain and dew, I would make every grass smile. If I can be a spring, I will turn every success and failure into sweetness. I will not use the ruler of money to measure my value, because I know I am not a pillar. But my career is the pillar. I will not let the clear spring of knowledge turn into a stagnant pool, because I know that I am not the future, but my career is the future. I have never been sad in front of tall shrubs, because the earth will never forget the green grass. I have never been discouraged in front of the vast ocean, because I have the same mind as the sea! I am proud, I am a teacher! I am a teacher, I have no regrets about my dedication, I have no regrets about my choice, I am a teacher, I am worthy of the name, and I am proud of being a teacher! 2. Prayer of love: Dear children, you are lovely spirits. You are a pure little angel, and the little fairy waved fairy wand to send you to my side. I thank God with gratitude and thank you for your trust in me. I will live up to your expectations. Teacher: Do you remember your first day in kindergarten? Tears are still written on your faces: yes, I cried. I miss my mother: I gently wipe away your tears. Smile makes your eyes shine: yes, the teacher helps me wipe my tears. Teachers are just like my mother. Teacher: Gentle Life: Gentle Teacher: I hold your hand. You hold my hand. Live with my heart: Yes, I don't miss home anymore. I am no longer sad. We are very happy. We study freely like birds. Teacher: We study ABC. Learn ABC. Meter liter; Learn to sing DO, RE, MI Teacher: Let's jump. Peacock dance Student: Peacock is so beautiful Teacher: We play games happily. Student: We also play slides together ... Dad, Mom, don't worry, kindergarten is my second tutor. Son, if you are willing to give birth, yes, I am willing to be a teacher. Student: I am willing to be a candle to light up the direction of your life. I would like to be a seagull to guide you forward. Student: My navigator: If you like ... Student: Yes, sir. Since I came to kindergarten, you have given me infinite care. You taught me the truth of being a man. I will grow up by your side day by day. When I grow up, I will repay you with the power of knowledge, my teacher. This is a colorful paradise. This is the land of Miao Zhuang, and this is my mother's hope. This is the doll's cradle 323131335323635438+03431303231363533e59e7ad943133330343234. Who here has the ambition of Dayu and the heart of Yao and Shun? Who here has omnipotent wisdom and loving maternal love? Tell me, who are your tears for? Tell me, who is your smiling face blooming like a flower for? It's you, me, him and our glorious kindergarten teacher. With the shining light of wisdom, with the bright voice like sunshine, with the painstaking efforts of watering, with the gentle breeze blowing the affectionate tears, the sprouted seedlings, holding umbrellas for the green leaves and the flowers blooming for the birds, it is you, me, him, us, our glorious kindergarten teacher, flying the dream of love here. We don't have broad arms, but we have broad and selfless love. Here we explain that love continues. We pull up the zippers that have slipped again and again, wipe away the tears that have slipped, tie the shoelaces that have slipped, and appease the strange and fragile hearts. The scarf is wrapped, the hat is put on, the pants are put on, and the small ones are wiped clean. Occasionally, we can hear a naive "thank you". More often, what we see is a satisfied smile and a sweet smile. This is our greatest comfort and satisfaction. Looking back suddenly, I was shocked. My eyes are full of tears, but there is a smile on my face, because I have a little friend to wipe; Your feet are so light and vigorous because you have small hands to tie your shoelaces. A small partner who can help a fall without even the strength to prick a chicken; Just learning English can comfort your friends: "Be strong and brave." Love is that smiling can win trust, convey friendliness, bring people closer, support and encourage them, and bring confidence. We never skimp on our smiles, because children need them. Love is attention, attention to every progress, attention to every child's bright spot, attention to every emotional fluctuation, attention to every child's physical and mental health. There is such a little girl, because of her mother's death, her face is dull, her mouth is speechless, her thoughts are rewarded, and her eyes have been staring at the distance, so her expression is uncertain. The teacher went over and picked up the child and asked softly, "Can you tell me what I think?" "Teacher, I'm thinking about my mother. Why did my mother leave me to go far away? " Tears rolled down the child's eyes. The teacher hugged the child tightly and told her loudly, "Who said you don't have a mother? I'm your mother!" " ""Let me be your mother, will you? "The girl showed white teeth, and our hearts ached. From then on, the teacher's title became "the teacher's mother", and the teacher shared a maternal love. Love means respecting children's independent personality, their different personalities, their right to choose, their desire to explore, and making them dare to try and not blindly follow; Respect, active thinking, continuous innovation, be yourself; Respect, let them fly higher and farther. Love is understanding, tolerance and consideration, parents' loving son's eagerness and understanding, parents' earnest hope and tolerance, problem children's pranks and tolerance, and children's mistakes and shortcomings. Understanding and tolerance enable us to tolerate children with a broad mind, treat children with an equal attitude, guide children with gentle language, understand children with a cordial attitude, replace blame with encouragement, replace punishment with care, and win people's hearts with sincerity. My father is a beekeeper, my mother is a beekeeper, and I am a happy little bee, growing up under the care of beekeepers. Cradle (Author: Tang Shujun) Lotus leaf is the cradle, shaking the baby frog, the wind blows gently, frog.