It won't ask for it,
Without asking for anything in return,
A steady stream of water,
There is no turning back,
Completely from the heart.
This sincere and sincere love flows from generation to generation.
Who gave us this love?
It is you, our dear teacher,
How can we thank you?
When we came to you,
We want to harvest a spring breeze,
You gave us the whole spring.
When we came to you,
We want to hold a splash,
You gave us the whole ocean.
When we came to you,
We want to take a red leaf,
You gave us the whole maple grove.
Teachers are the masters of our growth,
With the same tolerance as the sea.
With your profound knowledge and tireless teaching spirit,
Ride the wind and waves,
Take us to the other side of success.
Let's taste the tears and smiles of fighting life.
Pain and happiness.