The composition I want to say to the class teacher

I want to tell my teacher that I used to be a naughty and ignorant urchin, and now I have become a polite, sensible and knowledgeable pupil. Thanks to my teachers, they have devoted their whole lives to us. They illuminate us like bright lights, cultivate us like hardworking gardeners and care for us like loving mothers. You know what, teacher? How hard you have worked! You carefully grade our homework with a red ballpoint pen. Sometimes students forget to take things to school, only to find that all the other teachers have gone home, except your office, and the lights are still on. This flashing light seems to remind you that it's late at night and it's time to have a rest. Tired, you rub your eyes and continue to batch homework. You don't feel tired at all Your hard work is condensed in that bright red mark. You have trained a group of excellent students. Do you remember? I was attracted to you when you first came into the classroom to give us a lesson. Your crisp and loud voice will remain in my memory forever, echoing in my ears. Your magical mouth makes a series of complicated topics clear. Your class is lively and interesting, and we listened with relish. Do you remember? Every Tuesday is your busiest and most tired day. Once, you walked into the classroom, pale and chapped. But your face is full of kind smiles. Your voice is getting lower and lower in class. I looked up and observed carefully. I found that your shiny black hair has been mixed with dozens of white hairs, and your forehead is covered with aging wrinkles. It seems that you have lost a lot of weight. Your crisp and loud voice is hoarse. At this time, you coughed again, which made us feel distressed. After class, you leave the classroom slowly and quietly. The students came to the office and asked you for your homework, but they found no one in the office. We went to the concierge to ask, only to know that you were in class today with illness, and now you are in the hospital. At this time, some students seem to be exploding, and some are like ants on hot bricks, anxious to turn around. Because there is your class in the afternoon. What should I do? We guess that other teachers must be replaced. In the afternoon, the bell rang and the students sat in their seats waiting for the new teacher to come to class. At this time, teacher, when you came into the classroom with a smile, we were all surprised. It turned out that the teacher came back from the hospital specially in order not to delay our class. Class is over, and I have to go back for treatment. The famous "troublemakers" in the class also showed a lot, and were deeply infected by your selfless dedication and selfless work spirit. Teachers need to go home and rest, health first! But you always put our study first. In order to let us learn more knowledge and cultivate our healthy and happy growth, you gave up everything. You taught us to love the motherland and the people; You taught us to love labor and science; You taught us the truth of being human. You have opened a window of knowledge for us, and the boundless blue sky is in front of us. You let us fly freely! You know what, teacher? We are the peaches and plums you planted, and we are growing in bud, bathed in your sunshine and rain. You carefully water and fertilize every day-water the fertilizer of knowledge for us and catch insects-to get rid of our bad habits and let us thrive. Without your efforts, there would be no us now. I am proud and happy to have such a teacher. Teacher, I sincerely want to say thank you. We will never forget your kindness. I will live up to your expectations, study hard and become a useful talent for building the motherland in the future. Be sure to add luster to teachers, schools and the motherland!