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Message to the teacher's graduation.
Farmers have planted orchards and trees, but their youth is dying. Teacher, you are a farmer in our young mind, and we are forever grateful to you.

The teacher is in my heart. You always take care of us and care about us. What can we do if you work so hard? I know that only by studying hard can I give you the best return!

Teacher, you are like raindrops in our hearts, burying yourself and letting the grass grow. We will always be grateful for this selfless dedication.

Teacher, you are like a spring rain, moistening our grass and nurturing our flowers like a gardener. You've always been great.

Teacher, you are like an industrious gardener, nurturing the flowers of our motherland and making us thrive. We will always thank you.

Teacher, you are like a pair of huge wings, inserted in our body, taking us to the sky. Thank you!

Teacher, you are a very hardworking gardener, and I am a flower you have carefully cultivated. You taught me all your knowledge, and I will always thank you.

Teacher, you are the gardener in the garden, and we are the flowers you cultivate. I will always thank you.

Teacher, as your student for six years, I understand: the teacher is a hard gardener, cultivating our saplings in various ways. Teacher, we will never forget your kindness to us.

Teacher, as your six-year student, I understand: the original spring rain is so meticulous in nourishing seedlings; This is how the sun takes care of the earth; This is how gardeners grow flowers.

In my memory, besides my family, it is you; In my life, the kindest is you; I miss you most in my journey. I will miss you in the future.

Candles sacrifice themselves and bring light to others. Teacher, you are a candle, sacrificing yourself and bringing wisdom to students. But, in my heart, you can never go out.

Teacher, you brought us into a colorful world, lit the lamp of wisdom for us, took us boating in the vast ocean of knowledge, let us soar freely in the blue sky and lead us to our dreams ... There are many ends of the earth, but only teachers are infinite!

Teacher, as your student for six years, you have made me understand how gardeners grow flowers and how nurses care about patients. I will always remember you.

Teacher, you are like my second parent; You are like the root of nameless selfless dedication. You have taught me a lot of knowledge and the truth of being a man. In order to thank you, I will be a teacher in the future and pass on my career.

Candles light up life and bring people light, but their own lives will burn to the end. Teacher, you are the candle that lights up our lives. We will always love you and thank you.

Rain moistens the earth; Sunlight illuminates the world; Green has decorated the world. Teacher, you are the rain, sunshine and green in our hearts. Teacher, we love you forever.

Teacher, having been your student for six years, I understand: you are a diligent gardener in the garden, and we are the little flowers you cultivate. Let us grow slowly under your cultivation.

Teacher, you are as selfless as the earth, and your knowledge moistens our hearts like the endless Yellow River. We will always remember your kindness to us.

Teacher, what I wanted was a piece of white cloud, but you gave me the whole sky; I asked for a drop of water, but you gave me the whole sea. Thank you, my dear teacher.

Teachers in these six years. You made me understand: trees give us shade, gardeners make grass grow, teachers are great, and I want to be a teacher in the future.

Teacher, you have taught our students for six years. Teacher, I will always remember you. You are my angel and my teacher is my idol.

Teacher, in my heart, you are my best teacher. No teacher can compare with you. You taught me everything. You are really my good teacher.

Teacher, you are rain, giving us knowledge and nourishing our hearts. We will always remember your education and thank you.

Teacher, having been your student for six years, I understand that gardeners put knowledge into our hearts with labor and wisdom into our minds with river water.

Teacher, you taught us with your wisdom. In our hearts, you are great and magical. We are like a small sapling. You turned us into towering trees with your wisdom.

Teacher, you are our god of wisdom. Open the door to our wisdom and let us have unlimited knowledge and wisdom, which I will always remember in my heart.

Teacher, you are like a diligent gardener, feeding our seedlings. The spring rain moistens our grass, and the students will always thank you.

Teacher, you are the sun, illuminating my way forward. The road you light for me will never disappear, and this road will always be hidden in my heart.

Teacher, you have taught me for many days and made me understand how rain moistens saplings. If you are hard-working gardeners, I am the flower you cultivate, and your great image will be engraved in my heart forever.

Teacher, when I became your student, I really felt that you lit us up and burned yourself.

Teacher, you are a candle to help me measure my life. Teacher, you have worked hard these years. Dear teacher, you are like a hardworking gardener. Until now, you have been trying to teach us every day. In recent years, you have spent your youth and precious time on us. Not only did you not complain, but you also moistened us in obscurity, promoted our growth and taught us a lot of life truths. It is not the bottle of boiled water that irrigates us and promotes our growth, but a drop of sweat as big as a bean. Thank you for growing up with us in the best primary school time in my life. In another month, we will leave this school and you. Here, I say goodbye to you and send my loyal wishes:

Goodbye, train each of our teachers! May you always be young. ▲ Don't say that the swallow has flown into the blue sky, and don't say that the boat has jumped to the top of the wave. Teacher, the journey is long and the years are long. We will miss you forever!

▲ There is a magical clear spring on the riverbed of my heart, which will flow from childhood to youth ... Ah, teacher, this clear spring is your earnest instruction.

▲ You have brewed this warm realm with your mother's general love. Then, at this moment of parting, songs and our heartstrings are playing with infinite attachment to you.

▲ Love is fertile ground for hope. How many strong seedlings and brilliant flowers have you cultivated in this boundless fertile soil! Teacher, your love will always be remembered in my heart.

▲ Teacher, although we will leave you, your love, like sunshine and air, will always warm my body and fill my heart!

▲ Your voice, your teachings, I will engrave on the top of the memory cliff.

▲ Teacher, your spirit and character have left such a clear mark on my life journey. Tomorrow's road, I will follow this trajectory.

▲ Teacher, it is the river that you have merged with sweat and knowledge, which has cultivated me into a big fish. Now, I will swim from the river to the sea. How can I not always look back at my attachment?

▲ Boxing is childlike, and I can't bear to leave. Today, we break up temporarily; I will talk about the teacher-student relationship tomorrow.

▲ I like the shepherd's singing and the poet's chanting, but I prefer to listen to your eloquent lectures: sometimes it is like spring, sometimes it is like a storm ... that clear voice will remain in my memory forever.

▲ I used to think that you were jealous and asked repeatedly; I used to think you were uncompromising and meticulous. Now, at the moment of parting, I understand all this.

▲ Here, I have my happiest and most beautiful childhood dream; Here, there is my most respected teacher, raising my soul. Ah, alma mater, you are like a sunrise, decorating the morning of my life! Ah, teacher, wherever I go, I will miss you forever!

▲ I wish I could slow down and look at you again. Teacher, you once explained a word in class: attachment, and now that I have left, it really has a taste.

▲ There is a saying, although simple, but from the heart, which is the fire of burning feelings: Thank you, teacher! This is me, a once naughty child, saying goodbye to you.

▲ If I were a shining star, I would never leave the blue sky; If I were a bright red flower, I would never leave the earth. Ah, teacher, if I grow up, I will never forget your cultivation.

▲ This is the time to set sail, this is the harvest season. These sails of hope are all raised by you for us; These heavy fruits are full of your hard work. -Teacher, we will always remember you!

▲ Bathe in the sunshine of your wisdom, and the green trees of my life will thrive. Teacher, your kindness will always be engraved in the rings of my memory.

▲ Flowers blossoming, smiling at you; Fruitful, I salute you. This harvest season, this most beautiful season, teacher, please accept our most sincere thanks!

▲ It is not that this flower is particularly beautiful, nor that this grass is particularly strange, just because it grows here. Ah, the flowers of my alma mater, the grass of my alma mater, and the teachers of my alma mater! -this fragrance, this light green, this deep feeling, have been taken into my heart!

▲ With the sun, flowers spit out fragrance; With the rain and dew, the seedlings thrive. With you, our eyes will shine with wisdom and our hearts will shine with beautiful light. Teacher, your kindness will always be remembered in our hearts!

▲ At the moment of parting, how I want to stop the running water of time, take a look at your kind face and listen to your kind teachings again. Teacher, we will always miss you!

▲ Without your hard work, there would be no fruitful garden. In this golden autumn harvest season, teacher, please accept our heartfelt wishes!

▲ How sad it is to leave since ancient times. But we broke up today, but it was full of laughter. This is the joy of a bunch of young trees leaving the nursery, and this is the unprecedented singing of a group of young eagles flying high. Goodbye, sir!

▲ "Spreading knowledge is spreading happiness". When the happy flowers are in full bloom, I will come back to you and dedicate the most beautiful bunch to you-the hardworking gardener.

▲ The feelings of parting and the thoughts of parting silently converge into waves in my heart: Teacher, you have sown moist spring rain in my heart, and I will bear you golden fruit.

▲ I am looking forward to our reunion. You said to me, "You are smart and mature." And I, like a child, blushed and accepted your teacher's praise.

▲ Teacher, your students are about to leave you. Please forgive me for being naughty and naughty. Please accept my two tears …

▲ The teacher's kindness is more important than Mount Tai-because what you give students is not something that can be valued, not money that can be repaid; What you have given us is precious spiritual wealth and priceless treasure of knowledge. When I say goodbye, I always feel faint, silently setting up a monument for you.

▲ Your heart will always be connected with the child's heart, and your feelings will always be integrated with the child's feelings. I believe that when I come to see you again in the future, you will be younger than now.

▲ Teacher, when I left, I had many regrets: my grades worried you and my naughty made you angry. You don't know how much energy you have spent making up lessons; I don't know how many miles you ran for a home visit-nothing can make up for it, only Qian Qian's blessing in your heart.

▲ I know that without you, I will meet many people on the long road of life. But no one can take the place of teachers in my heart, because the love between teachers and students is selfless and sacred, and it is more pure with the passage of time.

▲ I left my memory on that desk forever; I left my song by the piano forever … Teacher, I also left my deepest thanks in the white hair beside your mane.

▲ When bidding farewell to the teacher, give everyone a team gift! I remember that you tied the first red scarf for me and taught us the first lesson of life and knowledge. -You have created all the beautiful things for us, which is half the success of our life.

▲ How common it is to read in class, and when I left the campus and the teacher, I suddenly felt that everything here, even the reprimand of the teacher when he was angry, became so valuable that I could miss it!

▲ How many beautiful daydreams have been born in your teaching; How many noble hearts have been bred here. Ah, teacher, your voice and smile will always be imprinted in our hearts!

▲ Bright red fruits and golden rice will never forget the spring breeze that once blew them and the summer rain that watered them.

▲ Your hard work and sweat will not flow in vain, and your earnest expectations will not fail. When we come to see you again, we will tell you that your students have lived up to your expectations after they left you. ...

▲ Breaking up with the teacher, no, never. Poetry, music, mathematics, foreign languages ... and the principles of being a man taught by my teacher will accompany me all my life.

▲ You are a big tree, and we are the green leaves on your branches. Green leaves leave you, and how many new leaves will bloom in spring!

▲ From your side, we are the flower season of life. Where are you going? -Towards a mature autumn

▲ The colorful dreams of childhood stay here with the golden vows of that teenager. Teacher, I want to become a fine horse, Mercedes-Benz Yuan Ye, and I want to become an eagle, spreading its wings in the blue sky.

▲ You are a flower and I am a bee. Every year, I collect. Bees will not live up to the expectations of flowers, and will brew sweet honey.

▲ You said: A person has infinite knowledge and energy. Teacher, we must reserve knowledge and accumulate energy according to your teaching.

▲ In your flower of knowledge, I gleefully collected six spring and autumn periods. On the occasion of parting, I wish you: life is as sweet as honey!

▲ Teacher, you have given us green full of life, so you will have a happy autumn.

▲ Teacher, your eyes are so bright! Like a lamp of hope, like a well of affection. These two stars will always be decorated on the canopy of my memory ... You warm every classmate's heart with fire-like emotions, countless hearts are stirred by you, and even your back is condensed with fiery eyes. ...

You are not an actor, but you attract our hungry eyes; You are not a singer, but let the clear spring of knowledge tinkle and sing charming songs; You are not a sculptor, but you are shaping the soul of young people ... Teacher, how can I forget you!

The name engraved on the board may not be immortal, and the name engraved on the stone may not be immortal; Teacher, your name is engraved in our hearts, which is truly eternal.