A letter to the teacher (grade five, I want to talk to the teacher about my academic performance or something). Help! Before 65438+10.30, thank you! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Hello!

Time flies, six years have passed in a blink of an eye, leaving my classmates and teachers who live together day and night.

Teacher, there is a candle in my heart that will never go out, burning the fire of life forever, full of vitality and vitality forever. Does this candle look like someone around us who deserves our admiration? She tells us the truth of being a man in class; After class, she is our good friend. If a student encounters a problem that she doesn't understand, she will teach us patiently. Yes, she is our teacher. "Candles always remind us to think of others everywhere." This may be what teachers often say!

For six years, how many pearls has the teacher dropped for us? What about us? However, I often make her angry. I think it's really hard, and I regret it: I, a student who is about to become a middle school student, didn't work wholeheartedly. Teacher, I want to say to you: "You worked hard for us, worked hard;" You took us into the ocean of knowledge and swam there, which made us understand the fun in the book; You prepare your lessons carefully and enjoy the wonderful lunch in the book with us; You care about us like a good friend; Is it you, is it you, or is it you! You are like a red candle, giving all the light and heat to the younger generation! Your quality and spirit can be described in two words-burning! Keep burning! You come to give us a lecture like a talking bird. It is so colorful. Each chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a colorful new world. ...

Teacher, you once said: I want to go by myself, so I started the dream road, how many times I tried, how many times I failed, and how many times I stood up. Thank you, a good teacher in my life! You set an example with your words and deeds. Year after year, after ups and downs, you have worked hard for us. Please accept my deep gratitude and ardent love. Your shadow is imprinted on my mind. You are a teacher, you hold the red candle in your hand high, light the red candle in my heart, hang it above our heads, let it burn your poetry and passion, let it light your heart and journey, let it light your wit and vitality, and let it raise your persistence and love! You hold high the red candle in your hand and light up my life. You are willing to burn every inch of your body and let us get the youth of life. You sublimate in the beating candlelight and rush in the bright red blood. Just because you are a teacher, you have no regrets that chalkbash defiled your temple. As long as your hope can light our way forward, you would rather turn yourself into dust. The flat three-foot platform is your life stage.

Because of your love, you have profoundly interpreted your life. Because of your persistence, you will write down your hopes with a smile and erase your utilitarianism. Because of your love, you will endure to see peaches mature and plums mature. Because of your persistence, you will choose poems and paintings from all over the world. Why are the "pearls" in the eyes always full? Because, you have a lifelong love for us. On this special day, I want to say to my teacher, "Teacher, you have worked hard!" " "May you be healthier and happier in the future!

May you be healthier and happier in the future!

Your student: Li Jianguo.

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