You are a pile of firewood, drying yourself and lighting up a bunch of people!!! Thank you! You are the engineer of the human soul, you are engaged in the most glorious career under the sun, and you are the ladder of social civilization and progress.
You are the cornerstones of skyscrapers, you are the bridge piers across rivers, and you are the mainstay of the construction of the motherland. Teacher, happy holidays! You are the engineer of the soul! We will always respect you and love you!
You are the fire that ignites the fire of the students’ souls; you are the stone steps that bear my step by step. Climb upward; you are a candle, burning yourself to illuminate others. Everything goes well for you! Development goes smoothly! Great ambitions!
You are like a hardworking gardener, and we are like the small trees you cultivate. We are willing to protect you from the cold in winter and bring you spring. Greenery brings you coolness in summer and fruitful results in autumn! The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as friendly as a gurgling stream, and as exciting as a rushing river... > The lessons you teach are so colorful. Every word you say is like nourishing a sapling that has been in drought for a long time. It is under your nourishment that we grow into towering trees. Hello! How is your voice now? How is your body? Are your children obedient? Are students working hard? The memory of the campus and your bright smile are always with me... You are working now, but Building the future of the motherland; you teach in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. You gave us a ruler of life, allowing us to measure it every day; you gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, so that we have role models to learn from everywhere.
