The fragrance of flowers can not be separated from morning dew irrigation, and the fragrance of grass can not be separated from spring bathing.
Ignorant of us, like eager eagles flying in the morning sun, spreading their wings under the clear sky in Wan Li, we try again and again, sometimes we succeed, sometimes we get hurt. Teachers are like the light of hope that guides us forward, and let us summon up courage to pursue our dreams on the journey of life.
Some people say that teachers are our second parents, and the hardest but often most bitter teacher is our head teacher.
From infancy to now, the burden of hard work in the class is on your shoulders. Whoever loses his homework again will lose his temper and get you in trouble. Our young spirit always wants to overcome your skill and heaviness. Your helpless smile, your affectionate eyes and memories of you are surging in our hearts.
You are an ordinary but greatest person, and your kindness and calmness helped us through the difficulties of life. You also have a selfless soul, putting your youth in that small office, as for the overwhelming correction and proofreading of test papers and homework. Your drooping sideburns turned white prematurely, and your gentle eyes became sleepy and tired. The most simple person, you have no gorgeous stage, no flowers, a piece of chalk is your plow; The three-foot platform is the battlefield for your dedication.
The warmest friendship I know is the teacher-student relationship that accompanies you day and night. I still remember that you told us more knowledge points and accompanied us to the bleak and cold evening. I can't forget you waving your arms at the door and calling on us to disturb your leisure time with many questions. I can't forget that you are sad because of our childish dispute. I can't forget that your sweet smile is like a clear lake.
Gratitude is a person's innate nature and an indelible conscience.
Learning to be grateful is to polish the dusty mind without being numb; Learn to be grateful, so that you will never forget everything you have paid.
Gratitude doesn't need us to do anything earth-shattering. In class, a firm look and a gentle nod show the teacher that you are listening attentively, which is gratitude; After class, I saw her in the corridor, smiled and said politely "Hello, teacher", which is also gratitude! With excellent grades, with hard work and sweat for success, with your bit by bit progress to prove your strength is even more grateful to him.
This time, our school will hold the third Teacher's Day. In this week's time, we will set up an acting class teacher to complete all the management work of the original class teacher, so that our hard-working class teacher can have a comfortable short holiday. This is a gift from our classmates to the teacher, and it also includes our gratitude to the teacher for his hard work.
The teacher scooped up the water from Tianchi Lake and sprinkled it on the ground to cultivate new seedlings. Flowers can wither and the sea can become fields. But our grateful heart cannot be changed. Let's start with the little things around us! Do your best to make them feel warm and happy. May our most lovely class teacher always be young and have all the best.
Thank you!
Dear teachers and students:
Good afternoon everyone!
The topic of my speech today is "Thanksgiving to teachers and alma mater".
Fallen leaves hover in the air, composing a movement of gratitude, which is the gratitude of the tree to the earth that nourishes it; Baiyun floats in the blue sky, drawing pictures of people, which is Baiyun's gratitude to the blue sky that raised it. Because of gratitude, there will be this colorful society, and because of gratitude, there will be sincere friendship. Because of gratitude, we know the true meaning of life. How many teachers in Qing primary school have devoted their efforts to our children, silently contributing light and heat, burning themselves and illuminating others. Gratitude is from the heart. As the saying goes, "the grace of dripping water is rewarded by the spring." What's more, teachers and schools pay more than just a drop of water for our children, but a piece of Wang Yang sea.
I can't forget, in front of the blackboard, the teacher's loud lecture sound and familiar action expression; We can't forget that in the classroom after school, teachers make up lessons for our children, and their eyes and figures are never tired; We can't forget how much warmth and joy the headmaster and director have brought to our children by sitting in their classrooms. We can't forget that teachers and students entertained themselves at the party, and songs and laughter echoed over the classroom. Teachers are hard-working gardeners, both teaching and educating people. Teachers not only teach our children the knowledge in books, but more importantly, they teach our children how to behave with their loyalty to education and persistent professionalism. Students, the road of life is always sunny. In Wan Li, which sunshine is the most dazzling? Some people say it's excellent academic performance, others say it's helping others? And I think the brightest sunshine on our life should belong to gratitude, thanking everyone who helps us grow up.
Yes, learning to be grateful is a feeling, and learning to be grateful is a feeling. We should thank Qing primary school for giving our children a good learning environment and advanced teaching equipment. She is the cradle of our children's growth and records the colorful picture of our children's study and life. Here, let's thank Qing Primary School with warm applause! Students, we should not only thank the school, but also thank the teachers who work hard in our children's school. The teacher is an extremely sacred name, an extremely kind name, and an extremely noble figure. He is said to be a gardener because he has worked hard for generations and nourished the flowers of the motherland; Said he was a big ship, because he carried a group of students across the ocean of learning; He is said to be a mountain because he is broad-minded and treats all students equally, and can accommodate many grasses and wild flowers; He is said to be a candle and a silkworm because he loves and cares about the cause of education. He has the feeling that "the silkworm dies in spring, and the candle burns at night" and devoted his life to the cause of education.
The teacher is our child's guide to point out the maze. Every teacher pays silently, works hard and teaches carefully. Here, let's sincerely thank the teacher with warm applause! Students, primary schools and teachers have given our children everything today. We will actively cooperate with teachers and schools, let children study hard, and repay teachers who have devoted all their efforts and sweat to our children with a satisfactory answer sheet. In the future, no matter where our children go and what they are doing, they will be grateful to their alma mater and teachers for their training and education.
Here, I also hope that students will live up to the expectations of their alma mater and teachers, study hard, master more knowledge and skills, and take up jobs in the future and become useful talents for the country and the people!
Dear teachers and students:
Good Morning, everyone!
Filial son is the greatest respect for relatives; Respect for relatives is the greatest thing in the world. This Sunday is the annual Mother's Day. Students, are you ready to send your mother holiday wishes and holiday surprises? Gratitude should be reflected not only in family life but also in campus life.
Time flies, phoenix flowers bloom and fall, and camphor leaves turn yellow and green in winter. The word graduation is getting closer and closer to our senior three students. Regarding the third and seventh grades, I think everyone will have their own exclusive memories. It may be the great ambition of swearing in for a hundred days, it may be the cheers of the basketball game, it may be about a classmate, or it may belong to a group. In the past three years, what we remember most is our teachers, who accompanied us across the vast sea of learning and became the driving force for our sprint.
Perhaps in the eyes of many students, teachers have always been serious and inaccessible. Anxiety about not handing in homework on time, anxiety about unsatisfactory exam results ... because we don't know enough, it is difficult for us to understand the good intentions behind their behavior. A two-hour test paper may be the result of the teacher screening more than a dozen provincial and municipal test papers; A 45-minute class may be the essence of the teacher's hard preparation. Under the guidance of the teacher's education, we grow up gradually. The teacher called Sun, and we planted peaches and plums.
Peach and plum compete for fragrance, and the teacher is clever. Students always find the sky in the eyes of teachers, and then their self-confidence begins to sprout. Qian Xuesen, known as the "father of China Aerospace", once said that 17 people had a profound influence on his growth during his life, including 8 teachers. For me, I feel every day: it is the teacher's coaxing, which introduces the side sign in the brain and carves our wisdom; Dai Yue, the star of teachers, watched us grow sturdily with deep affection.
When we are immersed in various subjects, disappointed with the test results at a certain time, and lead a tense life in the eyes of others, it is a material and spiritual gift from the teacher, which brings extra touches to our monotonous life. That kind of touch is the surprise of receiving candy at Christmas, the warmth of harvesting a bowl of glutinous rice balls from winter to morning, or hearing the teacher insist on giving lectures in a slightly hoarse voice and seeing the figure of the teacher solving problems in front of the podium with crutches ... People who drink it will think about its source and learn from it when it succeeds. In a few days, the graduating class will leave this campus and the teachers who live together day and night, which will be our warm memories.
However, for students in Grade One and Grade Two, your teacher will accompany you for a year or even two. From now on, learn to communicate with teachers in a more sincere way, learn to walk into teachers, and more importantly, thank teachers for their kindness.
Gratitude is not a simple formal expression, nor is it limited to a text message or a bunch of flowers on Teachers' Day. It can be manifested in the dribs and drabs of campus life, it can be a "hello teacher" when meeting and greeting, it can be a "thank you teacher" when the bell rings, and it can also be a conscious and diligent study.
Spring breeze melts rain, moistens things quietly, teachers have extraordinary love, and we remember the silent love. Here, on behalf of the graduating class, I sincerely say: Dear teacher, thank you! Finally, I wish the teachers in No.7 Middle School fragrant peaches and plums, healthy and happy! Thank you!
Maternal love is the greatest love in the world. We all love our mother, but our mother loves us more.
I was not very strong when I was a child. I often get sick and have a fever. As long as I am ill, my mother will take time to take care of me. When I was sick at night, my mother stayed at my bedside all night watching me, either feeding me water or medicine, or covering me with a quilt and wiping my forehead. When acute laryngitis broke out in the middle of the night, my mother, who weighed only 90 kilograms, didn't know where she got her strength. She even carried me for almost 200 meters to see a doctor. Fortunately, her mother ran fast and won the treatment time for the doctor.
My mother who loves me so much will severely punish me for being naughty. Once. She called me before work at night to urge me to do my homework quickly. I told her that I had finished my math homework. In order to convince her, I also said that I had checked, but I made a small mistake. As a result, she exposed my lies as soon as she came in. Mom said: the mistake of lying is more serious than not doing homework. This is a problem of misconduct. She gave me a good beating for it. My mother and I seem to be enemies. I think about how to deal with her every day; I think, she also wants to deal with me! My war with my mother is going on underground.
I was worried when the teacher asked me to write a grateful article. Most of my classmates write about their own mothers, which sounds like theirs. I get more care and love from my mother than they do. When I was a child, I was thin and small. In order to give me an appetite, my mother tried to cook for me three times a day in different ways, which made me tall and strong now. When I was sick, my mother always took care of me step by step in order to make me recover as soon as possible. In order to enrich my after-school life, my mother also bought back many magazines and books I like to read. My mother will tell me stories and play chess and cards with me after finishing housework. Thinking of this, I am ashamed of my lies. I understand that my mother is teaching me to be a man. Mom, from now on, I will finish my homework on time and stop lying. I want to be a sensible and obedient boy, and I want to prove with actions: I love your mother, too!
The breeze caressed and the flowers bloomed, and his face was covered with a trace of sadness. She imparted knowledge, but was resisted; He gave selflessly, but got nothing in return. She is my favorite teacher.
Her gentle hands have been tortured by countless homework; Her stern mouth contains full concern for us; Her kind eyes always urge us forward.
After the exam that afternoon, you looked overcast and said coldly, "Many people didn't hand in their homework yesterday, so hand it in quickly!" " "But after a long time, only a few people made it, and you can't help but look at the names you didn't make. My heart was shocked when you read me. I put my homework in the cupboard yesterday and forgot to bring it. I went up to explain to you, and you said, "Forgetting your belt is not the reason why you don't hand in your homework. I don't care if you wrote it. Anyway, you should do it again now and give it to me. "I hate to go back to my seat and write again. I have been complaining in my heart. I really wrote it. I really forgot to bring it. I hate you! I buried my head in the letter and said that there were fewer and fewer people in the classroom. It is almost six o'clock. You called me in and said, "How many more? There are some famous sayings. Then go home first and bring back what you have now and what you wrote yesterday to me tomorrow, ok? " "oh! "
The next day, I took the two assignments and handed them to you. You are very happy and say earnestly, "Meng Fan, you should know how serious the consequences of forgetting one thing are." If you forget your ID card when you go to the airport, you can't get on the plane. There is no remedy for this. It's not good for me to let you call more. I just want you to understand this truth, so you should remember it for a long time in the future. Don't forget again. ""Well, I see, thank you, teacher! "
Only later did I know that your strictness is only to highlight your mind. You don't want to blame me, but you want me to be more careful. I understand your idea. I will definitely repay you with my grades. You are my favorite teacher.
Dear teachers and students:
Hello everyone! I am _ _ class _ _. The theme of my speech today is "Thanksgiving Teacher"
Flowers thank the rain and dew, because the rain and dew moistened its growth; The eagle is grateful to the sky, because the sky makes it fly; The mountain is grateful to the earth, because the earth makes it lofty; I am grateful to many people, but I am most grateful to my teacher. Do you still remember skipping to school with your schoolbag on your back and facing the rising sun when you were a child? Do you remember the first Chinese character that the teacher taught us to write, and the multiplication table of 1999 that we memorized? At that time, teachers were the people we trusted the most besides our parents. Gradually, when we grow up, we no longer take what the teacher said as "imperial edict". We have become disobedient and think that the longer our hair is, the better it looks; We think the school wall is blocking our steps; We think we have the right to choose our own love. When we step by step
When we want to deviate from the normal track, teacher, it is you who hold our skirts tightly. You taught us the truth of being human. You make our young and ignorant hearts realize the correct truth, make us believe that we will face mistakes correctly in the future, and make our lives move from mistakes to right. Soon, we went to high school, and we understood what we really wanted. So, we are all desperate. But the reality is not perfect, and sometimes setbacks will make us depressed. When we face failure with a lost heart, teacher, you come to us like an angel and give us courage and hope. You put our wounded,
The discouraged heart was brought into the confident sky, into the vast ocean and into the door of future success. Now, we have stepped into the ivory tower of the university. At first, we were young and ignorant, teacher. It is your sunny smile that comforts us. You took us into the school, into the colorful campus and into the learning hall. You are really a kind person. Although there is a gap in age, we get along like friends. You will even take the initiative to say hello to us and come to our dormitory to see our situation. When you find that our mood has changed, you will take the initiative to talk to us and resolve it for us; When we are confused about our study and future, you will tell us with simple truth that as long as we work hard, our goal will be achieved. Teacher, what you have done for us is far more than that, and each of us will keep it in mind. Here, I want to say to you; "Thank you, teacher." (Bow) Grateful teachers, giving us the motivation to move forward; Thanksgiving teachers, give us wings to fly; Grateful teacher, show us the direction of life; Thanksgiving teacher, let us insight into the world. You think that no matter what happens to us, you will face it with us. Teacher, in our eyes, you are magical. I sincerely thank you, my teacher, for everything you have done for us! Thank you!
Dear teachers and students:
Good Morning, everyone! I'm from 10 class 3, and it's an honor to be with you tonight. I sincerely thank our school and teachers, and I sincerely hope that you will have a wonderful time. The title of my speech is "Teacher's kindness to in my heart forever".
Historically, birds have the feeling of feeding back, sheep have the grace of kneeling and nursing, and people, as the master of all things, are also grateful and grateful. Tonight, I want to thank someone. A piece of chalk wrote down the trajectory of his life, and the frosted spectrum on his temples became a beautiful movement of his life, while the three-foot platform left his life brilliant and brilliant. When others make money in life, they can only get the fragrance of flowers. His gold is the rising sun in Ran Ran that morning, and his silver is the moon on the fifteenth night, but he still whistles happily, because his pride is the fragrance of peaches and plums that bloom all over the earth. Yes, he is our amiable and respectable teacher!
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night, which is your praise from the students; It is people's respect for you that you bow your head and be a willing ox. Three-foot platform, three-inch tongue, three-inch pen, but three thousand peaches and plums; Ten years of trees, ten years of wind and ten years of rain have cultivated 100 thousand pillars.
I can't help asking, who scattered the spring rain all over the dry land? Who cultivated withered seedlings with care? I want to say, it's not heaven or earth, it's you, my dear and respectable teacher! In my heart, teacher, you are the spring rain that dyes the world green, but you disappear silently in the soil; In my heart, teacher, you are also that candle. Although thin, it retains a little heat, emits a kind of light, illuminates others, and makes itself tired. In my heart, teacher, you are the piece of chalk. "I am not afraid of being smashed into pieces, so I will leave my knowledge in the world."
I still remember that look, under thick lenses, you can't hide your infinite encouragement to students. I still remember that smile, pure smile, which contains your unparalleled care for students.
I still remember that back, in the dim light, you were wearing a skirt and correcting students' homework in the middle of the night. Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag about in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a 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 your evaluation.
Grateful teachers don't need us to do anything earth-shattering, but they are manifested in the dribs and drabs of daily life: in class, a firm look and a gentle nod prove that you are absorbed and you are listening attentively, which is gratitude; After class, I saw the teacher in the corridor with a faint smile and a polite "hello teacher", which is also gratitude; With excellent grades and proud success, you tell the teacher about your progress bit by bit, which is even more grateful to the teacher. Flowers can wither, the sea can change, but our grateful heart cannot change. Let's start from bit by bit and thank our teachers!
Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people. The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile. The ends of the earth are everywhere, and only teachers are infinitely kind.
Look, the wind blows off a fallen leaf, bearing the same sentence in our hearts: thank you, my dear and respectable teacher!
That's the end of my speech, thank you!