Teacher, you are a diligent gardener, pruning and cutting leaves for us. In order to make us bloom more brilliantly, you have made great efforts. Teacher, please believe that I will repay you with excellent results.
Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. You have propped up the backbone of our generation!
You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning!
Your lecture is rich and colorful. Each chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a colorful new world. ...
Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Ah, teacher, engineer of human soul, who is not praising you! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.
Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness!
Teacher, you are a beautiful cultivator and a beautiful sower. It is you who shine the beautiful sunshine, moisten the beautiful rain and dew, make our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart!
You are like a nameless root, asking for nothing in return, so that the young trees can thrive and the branches are full of rich fruits.
You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere.
You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest; You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff. When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water. When you need a bucket of water, you will never give a glass of water. Giving at the right time is the skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is also your art of education. No matter how hard you work, it is easy to grow flowers and difficult to educate people. The valley is fragrant, the poems are full of people, and the talented people smile.
Teacher, you use the noblest feelings of human beings-love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing strength ... sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher.
You work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland; You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, sand has become a pearl.
There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored.
If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm, praising the vastness and profundity of the sea and dedicating them to you, my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.
Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step.
You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as exciting as a rushing river. ...
Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag about in her life, and the silver silk spit out is the 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 the highest evaluation for you.
Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.
The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; What makes you respectable is that you always provide convenience for others.
Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you!
My teacher has worked quietly in the education post for decades. She devoted her life selflessly to education and her students ... she was great.
People usually compare innocent children to seedlings, flowers and small trees, and the teachers who cultivate these seedlings, flowers and small trees, like hardworking gardeners, water, cultivate and care for every seedling in the garden with wisdom, love and sweat, so that they can thrive.
China ancients said: "Teachers are like parents", which fully embodies the traditional virtue of "respecting teachers and loving education" and the noble morality of "loving life as a child". People compare teachers to "loving mothers", mainly using the kindest, most sincere and most touching honorifics given to female teachers by "childlike innocence and maternal love".
"Love is a ray of golden sunshine." Lu Xun, a modern writer in China, said: "Education is rooted in love." Teachers' love for students is manifested in their unreserved dedication of energy, enthusiasm, talent and knowledge, so that students can get a better education and get the best results in knowledge, spirit and morality. Teachers should be called educators, and educators are also engineers of human souls. People praise teachers like spring silkworms. Dedicated to life, unknown, no map, weaving makes the world beautiful and warm. " "Spring Silkworm" is a title that most teachers feel extremely glorious. Spring silkworm is pure and elegant, with noble temperament; In spring, I ate a few green leaves and spit out a splendid picture. Only the glorious people's teachers deserve the title of endless life and endless spinning.
People compare teachers to "spring rain" and students to "spring seedlings", which need to be watered. Our teachers, like continuous spring rain, moisten students' hearts with love, open their wisdom with rich knowledge, subtly cultivate students' morality with excellent personality and cultivate their hearts with selfless dedication. The noble sentiment of teachers is "spring rain".
Now people compare teachers to "ladders"-"those who make self-sacrifice and selfless dedication to the success of others". People call teachers "ladders" because the glorious people's teachers have such excellent quality and spirit. The vast number of people's teachers are working hard in the garden of education. They do not seek fame, profit or return, teach and educate people in obscurity and train talents conscientiously. Successful students all step on the teacher's shoulders and climb up the ladder to reach the peak of their lives. Although they live in poverty, they are concerned about the future of the motherland and the hearts of students. Although the candle burns itself out, it illuminates others. It is precisely because of the care and training of these unknown teachers that thousands of talents in different positions in Qian Qian shine today. It is precisely because of the hard work of these hard-working gardeners that many successful people have made brilliant achievements today under the correct guidance and their own efforts. Behind these successful people, besides thanking their parents and friends, shouldn't they be thanked for their hard training and education?
"Falling in love is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective. This is the love of devotees who sacrifice themselves to bring hope. "
Dear teacher, the flow of time and space has brought me closer to you, but I miss your freshness forever! Like a spring breeze blowing flowers! Sunny, fruitful! Your guidance has given me ideal wings since I was a child. No matter what will happen tomorrow, I will say "thank you" from the bottom of my heart. You are like a boat, carrying me to the ocean of knowledge!
My favorite teacher, September 10, is Teachers' Day in our country. As I said, there has been a traditional virtue of respecting teachers and valuing education since ancient times. Here I offer my most sincere charge-I wish you health and happiness forever! Peach and plum are all over the world! I also want to say: "Teacher, you have worked hard. I wish you a happy holiday. "
You warm every classmate's heart with fire-like emotion, 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.
Your thoughts and words are full of poetry and philosophy, and they are so magical. How many wonderful ripples they have aroused in my heart!
You respect sincerity and honesty, which is regarded as the rule of life. You are a model in the eyes of our students.
I admire great men and celebrities, but I am more eager to dedicate my respect and praise to an ordinary person-
My teacher, you.
You are strict with us and take your own actions as an example. Once your advice, demands and even orders are put forward, we must do it, but it always makes us convinced and act consciously. This is the tall image you left in my heart.
In my heart, you are the most severe father and the most kind mother; You are an unsung hero and a famous teacher.
Your voice and smile always flash in front of my eyes; You are a kind of character and personality, which will always be treasured in the depths of my memory.
Ah, teacher-
Engineers of the human soul, only with this glorious name, have the connotation as rich as the sea and as deep as the blue sky!
Teacher, this dazzling name, like a brilliant star, will always hang high on our chest.
Even if my temples are gray, I will still sincerely call you a teacher! In front of this sacred and lofty word, I will always be a student who needs enlightenment!
In the sea of life, teacher, you are like a high beacon light, standing on the vast sea, guiding our forward voyage forever!
Don't hesitate to burn yourself and release all the heat, all the light and all the energy. Teacher, you are like a red candle, loved and admired!
Some people say that teachers are like mountains, because the mountains are high and admirable. I also said that teachers are like the sea, because the sea is vast and immeasurable.
In the eyes of students, you are a real seed, a messenger of goodness and a banner of beauty.
You are a charcoal fire in winter, a stepping stone in the turbulent flow under the shade in hot summer, and a beacon light in the foggy sea.
Teacher, you set an example, educate people well, and be a ladder, which is unforgettable!