Write a notice to celebrate Teachers’ Day

Thank you, teacher

September is a poem, full of affection and hope;

September is a song, full of success and joy.

In this season of blooming flowers and fruitful fruits, we welcome another grand festival - Teachers' Day.

Thank you, teacher! You use the most beautiful and vivid language to teach us the true meaning of life and lead us to travel in the ocean of knowledge.

Thank you, teacher! It is you who enlightened our hearts and corrected our direction.

Thank you, teacher! It is you who enable us to have beautiful thoughts, firm beliefs, and bravely embark on the future.

How can the seedlings bloom into a garden full of colorful flowers without being carefully cultivated with hard work and sweat; how can the young eagle fly ninety thousand miles into the distant clouds without hardening its wings in the storm.

How can we forget: It was you who told us how to behave, keep our eyes open, and distinguish between good and bad, loyalty and traitor; it was you who led us into the treasure house of books and walked in the magnificent palace of knowledge; it was you who led us We go to rivers, lakes and seas and hone our will in strong winds and waves since childhood. It's you, dear teacher! How passionate, how detailed, and touching! Although time has passed, your teachings and help will be embedded in our hearts like a knife.

When we are wandering between the dilemma of childishness and maturity, wandering on the edge of confusion and awakening, dear teacher, you will come to us and ignite my melancholy thoughts with your passion and blood. , release my hesitant courage, float my weak arms, and beat my timid chest. If dedication and dedication are the character of Luye, then hard work and dedication are the perfect reflection of the quality of a teacher.

Teacher, the figure of you sitting at your desk and writing fast will be remembered by the breeze in front of the window; the figure of you studying hard will be remembered by the stars in the sky; the figure of you hurrying to class will be remembered by the paths on campus; the figure of you teaching attentively will be remembered. Your students – we remember.

I don’t know how many autumns, winters, springs and summers have left traces of time, and I don’t know how many years of wind and rain have wrinkled your face, but you never take credit for it. Although you have dedicated your years to hard work and gained peaches and plums all over the world, you are still so unknown, adhering to the great and sacred cause in the ordinary.

Some say you are the best friend of the strong and the key to ideals; some say you are the cradle of success and the torch of progress. The most beautiful words in the world cannot express your magnanimity and selflessness, and your teachings are so affectionate!

Give me a pine tree of enlightenment,

Give me a key to wisdom,

Give me a colorful dream,

Give me a pure memory.

On this holy day, I deeply thank you, our most beloved teacher!