Teacher, I praise you. People often say: teachers are candles, teachers are gardeners and teachers are rain and dew. They cultivated our saplings with their own sweat. Among these teachers, the most worthy of my praise is xu teacher, a freshman.

Because xu teacher is the first teacher. She was the first teacher to teach me how to be a human being and the first teacher to teach me knowledge. In the sea of knowledge, my wings are gradually enriched.

Every time I do my homework, if there are any questions that I can't answer, xu teacher will patiently explain them to me. Whenever I am sick, xu teacher will be caring and attentive to me, making me stronger.

Once, I caught a cold and felt weak. I am prone on the table and don't want to move. Xu teacher came to class and saw me lying on my desk. He came up to me gently and said kindly, "Kim, do you have a cold?" I nodded, and xu teacher said, "You should take medicine if you have a cold!" I said shyly, "I just ate." Xu teacher turned and poured a cup of boiled water and said to me, "Drinking boiled water when you have a cold is good for your health. Come, drink it! " At that time, the crystal tears in my eyes could not help flowing down. Xu teacher just caught a cold, but she didn't pamper herself. She still listens carefully and corrects her homework carefully, but I am so fragile. Thinking of this, I quickly sat up straight. ...

I thank Mr Xu again: Mr Xu, you are like a tree and I am a bird. Under your care, I have a warm home; You are the earth, and I am like flowers and trees, fully open under your nurturing; You are like sunshine, and I am the earth, which is more beautiful in your light.