Teacher, you use the most noble human emotion - love, to sow spring, sow ideals, sow strength... sow with words, cultivate with colored pens, water with sweat, and nourish with hard work, this is us Dear teacher, noble labor. You work today, but you are building the future of the motherland; you teach in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then the students are like the sand in the clam; you use love to lick it, grind it, soak it, wash it... Over time, the sand becomes pearls, shining brightly. . There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you treasure them in your heart and just look at the field to be developed. If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm to praise the vastness and depth of the sea. And dedicate it to you - my teacher with a broad mind and profound knowledge. Teachers are the fire, which ignites the fire of students' hearts; teachers are stone steps, which allow students to climb up step by step.
