Remarks on Teachers’ Day

In study, work and even life, we often accumulate a lot of thoughts and opinions in our hearts. At this time, we can often write a testimonial to express them. So the question is, how should you write a testimonial? Below are the speeches I compiled for Teachers' Day 2021 (generally 6). They are for reference only. I hope it can help everyone. Speech on Teacher's Day 1

First of all, on this festive day, please allow me to wish all leaders and teachers a happy holiday on behalf of #. Thank you all for your support and love for the three of us to receive such an honor. I personally feel that I deserve it. This school is full of energetic and enthusiastic teachers. From the principal, secretary, leaders in charge, down to the faculty and staff, I can see the shining points and things that are better and more capable than me in everyone. In comparison, I still have a lot to learn from everyone. .

It is September, the autumn breeze is cool, and when I once again step into this school with fine traditions and vitality, I feel a sincere feeling of intimacy as always. Every time I look up through the office window and see the graceful and green camphor tree that is the same age as the school, I always involuntarily tell myself to work hard, to live out the brilliant colors of my life.

I am glad that I am not alone. I am always surrounded by dedicated and selfless leaders, colleagues and friends. They are like the branches and leaves of the camphor tree, facing the wind with me. Dance to welcome every glorious morning and bid farewell to every gloomy evening. In this school, I have never felt a sense of loneliness or loss. On the contrary, I have a strong sense of belonging and identity. When I was frustrated in life, it was this school that gave me strength. When I worked hard, it was this school that gave me confidence. I am grateful to everyone in this school. It is you who accompany me through the happiness in life. Years full of meaning. It's you who make me believe again that hard work will pay off.

I like this place and this school. Here are my familiar teachers; here are my lovely students; here are my close friends; here are my most loyal business partners. We work together, we advance and retreat together, and we play the most splendid movement of life together in the dawn!

Here I would like to quote a poem that Principal Jiang once mentioned for everyone:

Happiness is a process, not a goal.

So go ahead and love as if you have never been hurt.

Dance to your heart’s content as if there are no bystanders around you.

Thank you everyone! Teacher's Day Speech 2

Today is Teacher's Day. In the morning, I saw a red banner hanging in front of the school from a distance, with the words "Warm Congratulations on the 30th Teacher's Day" reflected in my mind. eyes. Walking further, I saw that all the students were holding gifts carefully prepared for their teachers, including greeting cards carefully made by themselves, and flowers with messages of health and happiness. Every gift represents the students' deep gratitude to the teacher. yes! It's the annual Teacher's Day again. Our teachers work hard every day for our study. Their hair has turned white and there are a few wrinkles on their faces. They use their beautiful youth to exchange for our healthy growth. As I thought about it, scenes of past events came to my mind.

I remember when I was in first grade, on the first day of school, I felt particularly scared when I saw strange teachers, strange classmates, and strange classes. As soon as my father left, I burst into tears. I thought to myself: "Will this teacher be great?" My classmates were looking at me and laughing at me. The more others laughed at me, the more I wanted to cry. At this time, Teacher Xue came over, picked me up, and wiped me dry. tears. He also told me: "Baby, after you enter the first grade, you will be a primary school student from now on. You must learn to be brave and strong. From now on, everyone will be your good partner. The teacher also likes you very much. I hope you can become strong." For a few days, every time I came to school, Teacher Xue would hug me. Gradually, I was no longer afraid. I also fell in love with Teacher Xue and the new class. I have always been the best in the class in terms of study.

The story always moves me and makes me cry when I think about it. When I was growing up, Teacher Xue was my first teacher. She was more like my mother who gave me meticulous care. Today I am a teacher. I have thousands of words to say, but they all feel weak. I have more and better gifts to give to teachers, but they can’t represent my gratitude to teachers. Teacher Xue, today is your holiday. I just want to offer you a glass of boiling water. That is your student-Yang Kaidi’s most sincere love for you. Teacher, you have worked hard. I wish you a happy holiday! Teacher's Day Speech 3

When I was seven years old, I remember my mother holding my hand and sending me to campus. I clearly remember the first day, I was at a loss. The naive me sat quietly at my desk. He raised his longing eyes and stared intently at the blank blackboard. In front of the blackboard, I saw a kind face and a pair of gentle and affectionate eyes. The clear language is like a lover whispering in front of flowers and under the moon, so beautiful. Just like the slightest spring rain, it always nourishes my heart. So today, I am sitting in front of my computer, typing on the keyboard with both hands, and the first face I saw in front of the blackboard often appears in front of my eyes. Every time at this time, I would tilt my head slightly, close my eyes, and quietly reflect on and long for the past.

Day after day, year after year. Everything that happened after that was closely related to the face I first saw in front of the blackboard. At that time, you taught me step by step how to write the first five words "Long live Chairman Mao". Since then, I have learned that there is a person in China who is so great, and this person has a majestic body, head held high, and stands between heaven and earth. With his wisdom, his composure and strength, his courage, and his fearless spirit, he supports the earth and the sky of China. It was this man who spent half his life's efforts to make a fragmented old China shine with the freshness of the sun and erase the dark clouds in the sky. Let China's landscape once again show white clouds and blue skies.

It’s you too, the pointer that sparkled with cultural aura that you wielded on the first day. Let me know that the ocean of knowledge is so vast that there is no other shore. If you want to travel in the sea of ??books, you must be diligent, hardworking and tireless. But every time my boat encounters rapids and dangerous shoals, your eyes full of knowledge and your handsome face full of wisdom shine in my confused heart. Only these eyes and this face can make me feel relieved, and can make my heart no longer confused, so that I can be as calm as before. So in the future, every time I opened the book, I could always see that face dancing in the pages, between the lines printed in ink. It is this familiar face that allows me to raise the sails of my life as I please.

How many sleepless nights, when the lights of thousands of houses have been extinguished, the snoring of others has almost become a peaceful night. Under the desk lamp, you are still sitting in front of the desk, pouring your rich emotions into the pen. I browsed carefully on my immature mistakes. Use your hard work to render every detail of the entire article. The twinkling stars in the sky read your tiredness. The gentle breeze blowing slowly touches your face. A glass of water and a few biscuits are all you need to stay up late. The moment you drag your sleepy body to the bed, the second thought in your mind is still uneasiness. Is there something I should do that I haven't finished yet, and is there anything else that I need to rethink and experience tomorrow. The naughty and mischievous faces of each child should flash through your mind, and ask yourself in your heart whether for each child, your heart that is about to sleep peacefully will not have any regrets today.

While the stars in the sky are still intersecting with the street lights on the ground, you have already picked up the book in your arms and walked in the cool morning breeze. Most of the rest of the people are still enjoying the warmth of dreamland. Winter comes and summer comes, and I never see you stop for a day. Despite the wind, rain, and frost, you have not stopped the path under your feet from extending forward. Unknowingly, the carving knife of time has carved deep wrinkles on your plump forehead. Use the hardships of time to slowly wrinkle your youth. The fleeting years have quietly erased your beautiful face, witnessing your efforts day and night, and also dyed the autumn frost on your temples. Countless spring, summer, autumn and winter, countless times soaking in the rain and wind. Your originally healthy body is like drinking poison to quench your thirst. Overwork over time has caused many chronic diseases to infiltrate every part of the body.

So much so that there are you walking onto the podium on crutches, you sitting in a wheelchair and still struggling on the front line of teaching, and you still refusing to give up on yourself despite your incomplete body. You who have been teaching for a long time, and you who will make life shine brightly until the end. This is the spirit that always shines in you. This is you, you will always demonstrate confidence. This is you, you always tell your disciples what tenacity is. This is you, you always show off a kind of splendor, that is, what is endless and endless love. Spreading everywhere, trickling. You spread your love and your spirit gradually to the world, wherever everyone's footprints can reach. There are eyes eager for knowledge, there is your handsome figure, and there you can hear the sound of hearty laughter like silver bells. There is still ignorance and dullness, and there you can see your flowing long hair. In that upright and unyielding body, there is always the vitality of youth and the heart of a cheerful boy. It embodies the wealth of spirit and the obscurity of poverty.

I can’t forget that it was you who held up an umbrella for me on countless windy and rainy roads, allowing me to avoid the ruthless rain; but you were in the rain, turning a deaf ear to the erosion of the wind and rain. It was you in the spiritual world who led me step by step to the palace of knowledge since I was a toddler. On the road of my life, I have been given wings to fly. It took me from a low and closed space to the peak of a life stage. Let me know more wonderful things about life, just on the other side of the mountain, under the colorful clouds that I can reach as long as I work hard.

As the sun sets in the pavilion on the road, why are you the only one playing the low and melodious flute? It blows from sunrise to noon, from noon to sunset, and from sunset to dawn.

Spring is warm and flowers are blooming. Your youth is like a hundred birds singing, competing to express the glory of life. There are so many colors and flowers, but you choose to be silent and hide all your emotions deeply in your heart. Let the sound of your flute welcome the coming of summer. Use your erudition, your profundity, and your broad mind to make the peaches and plums you cultivate become stable, and on the road of life growth, they will transition to maturity. You chose the lotus as your symbol, but you chose the plum blossom to embody your spirit. In autumn, you compare yourself to a tree. And we are also willing, you compare yourself to a tree, and we are the leaves. Although, there is a cruel blow to you every year, and we leave one after another. There is a little sadness in our hearts, but yours is on fire. There was a kind smile on his face, but tears fell in his heart. But we will never forget that only by returning to your side can our wandering figures find the roots that can firmly bind our hearts. In winter, when the snow is covered with snow, you are the only one in the long pavilion on the road, wearing a long gown and still playing the flute in your hand. We who seem to be calling you to leave are transforming the longing that can never be wiped out into urgent heart sounds. I am willing to guard loneliness and join hands with poverty. The white snow shows your heart, and the cold and proud plum blossoms bloom your spirit.

When I was in primary school, your youthful eyes and beautiful face often flashed in my mind. At that time, you had your own dreams and wanted to soar in the blue sky like an eagle. When I was in middle school, I often hid your middle-aged figure in my mind. At that time, you no longer had any hesitation. Firm faith makes your steps more steady and strong. When I went to college, I often asked others about how you are getting older. Because at this time, you may also have to hide the faint sadness in your heart. Because of you, you are about to bid farewell to the sacred lecture hall where you have struggled all your life. I'm working, but I'm always telling you how busy I am, turning your invitations into endless extravagant wishes again and again. But you don't blame me too much. You always cover up your infinite thoughts by saying that work is sacred and responsibility is important.

I may be close at hand, right beside you; I may also be far away, but I always recall your voice and smile with fascination, because you are where we will always be. of roots. No matter what the falling leaves are, they will return to you one day. I will continue to attend your lectures attentively, listen to your teachings, and appreciate your kind eyes. Because of your eyes, I will never forget them. Teacher's Day Speech 4

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by. In a blink of an eye, we have reached the second grade of junior high school. I will be deeply moved when I think of the time spent with the teacher.

When I go to school every day, I can see the busy figure of the teacher. In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone into the campus, I saw teachers walking into the office carrying work bags. During class, the voices of teachers teaching loudly can be heard in every class. At noon, the teacher sacrificed his lunch break to correct our mistakes. Patiently answered every question for us. When school was over, the students left the school talking and laughing, but the teacher's office was brightly lit.

English teacher Pang is a respectable teacher. She always sits down at the back of the class on time at noon every day to criticize our homework. When some students fail to correct their mistakes, she will remind those who have not corrected their mistakes to correct them seriously. When some students make progress in exams, no matter how many points they improve, the teacher will happily praise and encourage them.

Chinese teacher Li is also a conscientious teacher. Although Teacher Li is a mother of two children, she is still dedicated to the class. I always work until late at night before going home. Sometimes when you listen to the teacher’s voice in the WeChat group, you can hear the cry of the teacher’s child. This shows that the teacher sacrifices time with his children for us. What a dedicated teacher! The teacher also works hard for the class. Activities are planned for us every day and family committee meetings are held to make our lives more colorful.

If teachers are hard-working gardeners, then we are flowers. If the teacher is a beacon that lights the way, then we are the boat that braves the wind and waves, moving forward bravely. Happy holidays to all the teachers! Teacher's Day Speech 5

I have many teachers, and I like our class teacher Mr. He the most.

Teacher He has a pair of eyes that can speak. Whenever we win glory for the class, Teacher He’s eyes will narrow into a thin line, as if to say: "You are awesome! We saw it." From then on, I felt full of strength. Whenever the discipline of our road team was particularly poor, Teacher He would look at us with wide eyes, as if to say: "What happened to you today?" You have to work hard! "After we saw it, we immediately lined up the road.

In addition to a pair of talking eyes, Teacher He also has a pair of hard-working hands, and has done many things for us.

< p> One day, the hygiene in our class was particularly poor. Teacher He rolled up his sleeves and started doing hygiene from four to six o'clock in the afternoon without saying a word. Another time, I accidentally poured milk into my pants. I suddenly felt cold on my legs, but my parents couldn't give me any clothes. Teacher He borrowed a hair dryer from the doorman. She first asked me to take off my pants, and then she took off her own coat without hesitation. I wrapped my legs and feet. Then it took a long time to dry my pants. I was very touched and thanked Teacher He for his care and help.

This is our good teacher. My wonderful class teacher——Teacher He. Teacher’s Day Message 6

I actually started to feel happy yesterday. First, a student from the National People’s University affiliated with the National People’s Congress called me to say that I would only have half-day classes and wanted to come and see me in the afternoon. . So, three groups of children from the High School Affiliated to the National People’s Congress started calling me one after another, and I always answered them with: I’ll wait for you, and I’ll treat you to a meal. Today’s happiness started at about 3 o’clock in the afternoon. Many children rush to give gifts, but I know the meaning behind those gifts, which are based on the most basic principle in human history: exchange. But the gifts of graduates are no longer about it, but gratitude, nostalgia and love.

The first ones to come over were the children from 2002 to 5th middle school. They peeked through the glass at the door of the class to look at me. The kids in the class found out and told me that there was someone outside. When I opened the door, I saw their smiling faces. I took a photo. It is my old habit to give them the hardest hugs. They have become accustomed to this method of rewards. In the past, whoever answered the questions well, whoever got the best grades, whoever wrote an essay amazed me, and whoever got the honor got a bear hug from me. They just gave me gifts to congratulate me on the festival, knowing that I like to drink tea. Many children bought boxes of tea and put them in my hands. Some of the teas were beautifully packaged and it was obvious that they were big brands. It was obviously prepared by parents and they could get graduation certificates. It's really gratifying to see the recognition expressed by parents in this way.

These children were messing around in the class, talking, and looking through the little ones' homework books.

< p> Invited them to take a group photo on the leading platform, took care of them to go home together, warned them about safety, and scheduled them to arrive at the party for the first year of high school. It was already past 6 o'clock.

The previous students from the High School Affiliated to Renmin University were left to eat, including 2 from the Class of 2003, 4 from the Class of 2002, and 4 from the Class of 2000, especially those from the Class of 2000. They were in junior high school at the High School Affiliated to Renmin University, and passed the entrance examination to our school in high school. They are all top-notch students. We took them to Duoweiju near the school. The children each ordered a dish, a bowl of rice each, a bowl of cross-bridge rice noodles, and a few large buckets of Coke and Sprite to eat and chat. They were all grown up, and all of them pretended to be mature and steady. Some were unshaven, some had pimples on their faces, some were dancing around, and some were thoughtful and considerate, and kept taking care of me. What a taste!

Listening to them proudly talking about their experiences, teasing each other, or telling anecdotes about their current teachers, I felt extremely happy. A share of my sweat and hard work are part of their success, and I feel a sense of accomplishment.

Not only the talents from top schools, but also all the children who came back wanted me to see their progress. Several of them wrote thick letters to me and handed them to me in gifts. Here, the letter talks about what they are most proud of now: their studies and their growth. The extroverted children were even more eager to tell me: what kind of official they were, how high they ranked at the top of the school, what score they scored in a certain subject, and what kind of praise they received from the teacher.

Today, when I was taking pictures of my children in the playground, Mr. Wang happened to pass by, grabbed me and said to me: This is your happiest moment. I answer sincerely: the happiest!