People say that teachers' education is "sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things quietly", and teachers have the beautiful quality of "holding a heart without a blade of grass". They all praise and praise teachers' lofty spirit with the famous phrase "Spring silkworms die, night candles drain the wick".

Whenever I think of the candle-like spirit of teachers, a feeling of admiration will rise from my heart. In my heart, I think giving and helping others is the fastest and most meaningful thing in the world. If I spend my energy and time ... just to get it one day, how small I will become. This truth came true in the teacher:

Another Teacher's Day is coming, and students have bought flowers, greeting cards and other gifts. However, to the students' surprise, when the teacher saw a mountain of gifts, he didn't laugh, but was tongue-tied. The teacher flew into a rage at the sight of the gift, flew into a rage, and was scolded. Then, the teacher said, "if you are a stream, I would like to be surrounded by banks;" If you are a mountain, I would like to be the grass that adorns your face. However, I didn't do it to get anything from you in the future, but to give you the ability to stand in this competitive society. I am very grateful to my classmates for their kindness, but I still want to ask you to take the gifts home. "

The teacher's heartfelt words made me dumbfounded and impressed me deeply, and I dare not forget them.

Let's sing praises for these unknown teachers together!