A whisper to the teacher

The teacher, a good mother in my heart, will distribute love to every child equally. Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a small fish, playing on your chest.

Teacher, I want to say thank you. In the past two years, you have not only taught me a lot of knowledge, but also taught me the truth of life. Under the guidance of your teacher, my composition has also made great progress and my grades have gradually improved. I am very grateful to you for this.

Teacher, roses can only be bright and dazzling under the nourishment of sunshine, and grass can only flourish under the nourishment of rain and dew. We have sunshine and rain.

The teacher, a good mother in my heart, will distribute love to every child equally. Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a small fish, playing on your chest.

A good teacher in my heart, she should have broad love. Teacher, you are like dew, gently sprinkled on the strong new seedlings.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you are great. You are like a spring silkworm, quietly weaving our ideal silk thread. Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a boat, floating in your arms. Teacher, you are a gardener, and I seem to thrive under your hard care ... I love you. "

These, perhaps, are the words of a wayward child who is spoiled by you.

Teacher, I want to tell you.

Teacher, since the day I went to school, you have been standing on the podium giving lectures, and I have been sitting down and listening. Let's go somewhere else today. Please sit down and listen to me.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you have worked hard! You are like a candle, burning and consuming yourself constantly, illuminating our bright future and warming our young hearts; You are like an industrious gardener, watering and fertilizing our seedlings, so that we can thrive. I often think like this: Is the silver thread in your temple stained with chalk dust? We made the fine lines around your eyes one by one, didn't we?

Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you! It is you who make the friendship between my classmates and me stronger. When I was about to leave 167 group school, you and your classmates were so reluctant to part. You sacrificed your rest time to take a photo with my classmates. The precious lens will be treasured in my heart forever. You also organized the whole class to hold a farewell party for me At the farewell party, my classmates expressed their feelings of farewell to me and gave me gifts. You are urging me and asking me, as if you were sending your children out of the city. Dear teacher, it's you again, which makes me quickly integrate into the new group of 165 Youth League School. I remember the first time I walked into this school gate, my heart was so uneasy and hesitant: strange classmates and strange teachers, will they welcome me? At this time, you came to me with a smile, led me to the classroom and asked me kindly: Do you dare to introduce yourself to your classmates? I see encouragement in your eyes. When I introduced myself, my classmates accepted me with applause and smiles. Ah, I study and live in a harmonious atmosphere again.