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Time flies, teacher. Are you all right? Teacher, I want to say to you: your voice and smile, your gestures, always show in front of my eyes; Your worries

Teacher, I want to tell you.

Time flies, teacher. Are you all right?

Teacher, I want to say to you: your voice and smile, your gestures, always show in front of my eyes; Your concern and love have been lingering in my mind; Your inculcation is vivid in my mind. When you are with us, everything is vivid.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you have given me confidence in learning; It is you who have given me the courage to live, the motivation to work hard and the hope for a better future.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you are my stepping stone to open wisdom; You are my golden key to open the door to happiness; You are my guide in the journey of life; You are my conductor playing the music of life.

Teacher, I want to say to you: without you, maybe I will give up on myself; Without you, maybe I would be so addicted; Without you, there may be no prospect of my life; Without you, I might not be who I am today.

Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you for sheltering me from the wind and rain; Thank you for giving me warmth in the ice and snow; Thank you for cultivating my kindness; Thank you for understanding me.

Teacher, I want to say to you: every day you walk onto the podium with a straight face, and our happy mood after class is destroyed again. How I wish you could smile at the moment! At the beginning of the class, you were frowning all the time and suddenly woke up a classmate who was absent-minded to answer the question. Classmates Zhang Er and Shang are at a loss, and the answer is wrong. The teacher suddenly flew into a rage and asked him what was wrong. "The students in the back told me," he explained. The whole class burst into laughter, but the teacher didn't laugh. He still frowned and stared at us like an arrow. We had to shut up immediately and sit quietly. At this time, how we hope the teacher can smile! In this way, your unhappiness and your classmates' carelessness may drift away in a smile, and the distance between us and you will become closer because of this smile.

After class, many students ran to the podium and wanted to talk to you, but they were busy asking you, "What is it?" We were just about to speak when we were embarrassed to speak. At that time, how we hoped that you could smile and chat with us easily!

"Smile, ten years younger, we will learn better; Laughing is really relaxing, worrying and sad. " I have written such children's songs or poems before, but I dare not sing them. When can I sing them happily in front of you?

Finally, teacher, I want to say to you: the new year has come, I wish you good health, happiness, harmony and beauty, and spend every day happily! Good people are safe all their lives! !

Teacher, I want to tell you.

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.

You are an eternal fire, igniting the ideals in students' hearts and the hopes in students' hearts. A single spark can start a prairie fire, giving students optimism in life, enthusiasm for study and passion for work. The existence of kindling is infinite. Teacher, you are a clear spring that flows through the dense forests and deep ditches and shoals of Shan Ye and never dries up. Mountains can't stop your stream, and heavy rain will only strengthen your trunk. Every time I read a book at night, I am trying to enrich my sources; Every time Dai Xing visited, it was to irrigate the fields of the ignorant. The crystal clear mountain spring represents a healthy breath and will always draw a line with the dirty stream. You are running endlessly, fulfilling your lofty mission: to moisten every inch of water-deficient land.

Comfort gives people unlimited motivation. Every inheritance and innovation of students is ignited by it. Without it, we will grope in the dark, advance in ignorance, and we will struggle.

You are the pilot Haiyan, leading us to our destination. You are always on high alert to prevent our course from deviating, correct our indulgence like strict father, and take care of every fall like a loving mother. Please tell us clearly where there are edible foods, which are inedible poisons, where there are strong winds to avoid, and where there are places where heavy rains must pass. Because of your guidance, we swim fearlessly in the boundless ocean and fly over the mountains in the clouds. As a result, we have grown up and become qualified people in all walks of life, even leaders. Some people become another group of pilot petrels.

You are an excellent craftsman, carving all the statues eclectically. What you carved is not only our rich knowledge, but also the character of our founder. You are the most diligent craftsman in the world: a word, a formula, a truth, tireless, meticulous and obscure. He is more careful and clever than Rodin in his work. Every truth and phenomenon in the world, everyone's character and personality, are initially through your hardworking hands. So it is no exaggeration to say that you have shaped the world.

You are the rooster who announces the dawn and always inspires us to get up early. Time is short and the road is long. Only those who smell chickens dancing can achieve something. Your voice lets us know that we are determined to work hard and we will not be lazy. A new day begins with the cock crowing, which gives us endless motivation, a sense of time and the efficiency of our life.

You are a first-class actor, and the three-foot platform is where you play. Even if there are no neon lights and lifelike props, you are still passionate, talking about ancient and modern times and skillfully playing with an inch of chalk. Your affectionate voice spreads the warmth of love and pours the showers of wisdom; You write on the blackboard like a horse, showing the idea of turning the stone into gold everywhere.

"Those who drink its flow, have its source, and learn it." The teacher will always be the object of our reverence and the benefactor we need to thank.

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Speaking of the word "thank you teacher", I think of the song "Whenever I walk past the teacher's window". "The stars twinkle quietly in the middle of the night, and the teacher's room is lit all night. Every time I walk past your window, bright lights shine on my heart. Ah, every time I think of you, dear good teacher, a warm current stirs in my heart ... "

Speaking of the word "thank you teacher", I think of the song "Whenever I walk past the teacher's window". "There are stars in the quiet night, and the teacher's room is lit all night. Every time I walk past your window, bright lights shine on my heart. Ah, whenever I think of you, dear good teacher, a warm current stirs in my heart ... "Without sunshine, there would be no growth of everything; Without rain and dew, there is no fragrance of flowers; Without parents, there is no life; But without the teacher's teaching, there will be no progress and growth, so I want to thank my teachers. Teacher, I thank you! You burned yourself silently with a candle, and pointed out the direction for us in the vast ocean of knowledge. Thank you, teacher. You are like a grass, unpretentious and silently dedicated. Thank you, teacher. You are like the sun, making every seed sprout its own life. Thank you, teacher. You are like the earth, which makes every hope bear rich fruits. Teacher, I thank you! You are like a mulberry tree. Silent dedication, if there is no mulberry character, where will there be the spirit of spring silkworm? Teacher, I thank you! You are like a diligent gardener, carefully cultivating the flowers of the motherland and making them thrive. Teacher, I thank you. You are like a golden key, leading us into the treasure house of knowledge. Teacher, I thank you. You are like a spring rain, spreading bits and pieces of knowledge in our hearts. Teacher, I thank you. You are like a street lamp, shining on us. Teacher, I thank you. You are like a boatman, pulling us across the rapids. Teacher, I thank you. Your gentle language, like a fire, like a drizzle, permeates my heart and moistens my soul. Teacher, I thank you. You are like the sea. We are a small fish. She massaged us with small waves and let us grow up in this ocean of knowledge.

The teacher is you, who has turned us from an ignorant child into an all-round student. How much effort and sweat the teacher has paid here! Without you, we wouldn't have made progress. Teacher, you have given us knowledge, strength and courage to overcome, and let us go forward bravely. Teacher, we will always thank you.

Teacher, I thank you! Thank you for your hard work, your selflessness and everything you have done for us.

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Thank you, teacher. The title of teacher is full of respect and makes people feel so kind. Some people compare teachers to "engineers of the human soul" and "the noblest profession under the sun"; Some people compare teachers to "spring silkworms", "candles", "cultivators", "sowers" and "gardeners". But I always feel that teachers' love for students cannot be deeply reflected. Teacher's love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.

In our class, in the fourth grade, Mr. Chen in his fifties took over. At first, because every student in the class has different basic knowledge, study habits and attitude, and their grades are different, the learning atmosphere is worse than other classes. Teacher Chen racked his brains every day to fill the gaps left for us. Even at noon and after school, they make up lessons for us.

In order to improve our writing level, the teacher took pains to describe the writing steps, key contents, good words and sentences in detail in the composition class. In order to deepen our impression of the writing content, we will also invite white rabbits and other objects into the classroom to expand our imagination in the form of sketches. In this way, although writing a composition in the past was only a few words, it was not like appearance, but through the guidance of teachers, it was possible to write a decent article. The teacher will also ask us to send some compositions to her mailbox, have a rest, revise the compositions and give us specific guidance. Two semesters have passed, and the discipline in our class is getting better and better, and the students' grades are getting better and better. Especially me, I am most afraid of writing. Now I can finally write some achievements. He won the certificate of the school composition competition three times, and one contribution was published in the small reporter column of Cixi Daily. This small progress embodies the teacher's hard work.

It's a holiday, and the teacher's concern for students is not a holiday. She set a time to chat with students through QQ. Keep abreast of our life and study, and ask us if there are any questions about our homework ... Teachers care more about us than their parents.

When I was sick, my teacher took care of me and took care of me more like my mother. Once, I had a stomachache, but I don't know why, I thought it was a stomachache. The teacher asked me carefully where it hurts. How painful is it? Then I was given biscuits and hot water, which really eliminated the feeling of pain.

Teacher's love touched a lifetime; The teacher's teaching will benefit you for life. It is the source of vitality and the force of life on our life path. I can only say it again: thank you! Teacher! In the future, whether I become a tree or a low shrub, I will bless you with the green of life! Salute! Our teacher!

Thanks to the teacher's love. Speaking of the word "thank you teacher", I think of the song "Whenever I walk past the teacher's window". "The stars twinkle quietly in the middle of the night, and the teacher's room is lit all night. Every time I walk past your window, bright lights shine on my heart. Ah, every time I think of you, dear good teacher, a warm current stirs in my heart ... "

Without sunshine, there would be no growth of everything; Without rain and dew, there is no fragrance of flowers; Without parents, there is no life; But without the teacher's teaching, there will be no progress and growth, so I want to thank my teachers.

Teacher, I thank you! You burned yourself silently with a candle, and pointed out the direction for us in the vast ocean of knowledge. Thank you, teacher. You are like a grass, unpretentious and silently dedicated. Thank you, teacher. You are like the sun, making every seed sprout its own life. Thank you, teacher. You are like the earth, which makes every hope bear rich fruits. Teacher, I thank you! You are like a mulberry tree. Silent dedication, if there is no mulberry character, where will there be the spirit of spring silkworm? Teacher, I thank you! You are like a diligent gardener, carefully cultivating the flowers of the motherland and making them thrive. Teacher, I thank you. You are like a golden key, leading us into the treasure house of knowledge. Teacher, I thank you. You are like a spring rain, spreading bits and pieces of knowledge in our hearts. Teacher, I thank you. You are like a street lamp, shining on us. Teacher, I thank you. You are like a boatman, pulling us across the rapids. Teacher, I thank you. Your gentle language, like a fire, like a drizzle, permeates my heart and moistens my soul. Teacher, I thank you. You are like the sea. We are a small fish. She massaged us with small waves and let us grow up in this ocean of knowledge.

Teacher, I thank you! Thank you for your hard work, your selflessness and everything you have done for us.

Good sentences:

1, your job is today, but you are building the motherland's tomorrow; Your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.

2. Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last forever.

On the road from naivety to maturity, from ignorance to civilization, you opened the way for us with the torch of life.

The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day.

A good teacher is better than thousands of books.

6. Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened much confusion, cultivated much self-confidence, ignited much youth and destroyed many sails.

7, the crane hair silver silk reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood to open new flowers.

8. Once a teacher, always a father.

9. The gift of a speech is also my teacher.

10, gardener, lofty title, I wish you peaches and plums all over the world and spring glow.

1 1. The river pushes us to the vast sea, and the dawn brings us a bright morning; Dear teacher, you have led us to a brilliant life.

12 teacher, people say that you are a pillar of the motherland, not that you are a pillar of the motherland, but that you support the backbone of our generation.

13. Teachers are the cultivators and sowers of beauty. It's you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, and making our hearts green.

14, your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the spring water. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.

15, teacher, the light of wisdom that emanates from us will always shine with the spark that you lit with your own hands.

Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland;

I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland.

You have propped up the backbone of our generation!

You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation!

Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words.

Burning! Keep burning!

Your lectures are colorful,

Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me.

Let me see a beautiful new world. ...

Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring!

Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you!

Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom?

Teacher, the engineer of human soul, who is not praising you!

Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.

Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness!

Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty.

It's you, shining with beautiful sunshine and nourishing beautiful rain and dew.

Our hearts are full of green grass and flowers!

You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves!

Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart!

You are more like a nameless root, making small trees thrive.

And fill the branches with rich fruits, but ask for no reward.

You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day;

You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere.

You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest;

You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff.

When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water.

And when you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water.

Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener.

My teacher, this is your art of education.

Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people.

The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.

Teacher, you sow spring, ideals and strength with the noblest feelings of human beings. ...

Sowing with language, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat, nourishing with painstaking efforts,

This is the noble work of our beloved teacher.

You work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland;

You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.

Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam;

You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love. ...

Over the years, grains of sand have become pearls and glistened.

There are countless proud and happy memories of your teaching career.

But you keep them in your heart and stare at a garden to be explored.

If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea.

And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.

Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts;

Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step.

You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself.

This selfless dedication is unforgettable.

The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as exciting as a rushing river. ...

Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag about in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life.

Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you.

Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring.

Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship.

Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.

The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end;

Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others.

Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard?

It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener!

Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you!

Your lecture is so colorful that every chapter seems to open a window in front of me.

Let me see a beautiful new world. ...

Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring!

Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you!

Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom?

Teacher, the engineer of human soul, who is not praising you!

Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.

Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness!

Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty.

It is you who shine the beautiful sunshine, moisten the beautiful rain and dew, make our hearts green and full of flowers!

You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves!

Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart!

You are more like a nameless root, making small trees thrive.

And fill the branches with rich fruits, but ask for no reward.

You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day;

You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere.

You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest;

You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff.

When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water.

And when you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water.

Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is your art of education.

Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people.

The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.

Teacher, you sow spring, ideals and strength with the noblest feelings of human beings. ...

Sowing with language, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat, nourishing with painstaking efforts,

This is the noble work of our beloved teacher.

You work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland;

You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.

Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam;

You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines.

There are countless proud and happy memories of your teaching career.

But you keep them in your heart and stare at a garden to be explored.

If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea.

And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.

Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts;

Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step.

You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable.