When I was a child, my mother took out a candle every time there was a power failure at home. Then I asked curiously, "what is this?" "it's a candle." "What's the use of candles?" I always wanted to ask all the questions. "In a moment you will know." then mom lit the candle and the dark room became bright. Looking at the twinkling of candles, my heart suddenly became bright and warm. Almost at that time, I began to like candles.
He is very humble about candles. It has a white body and a red line at the top of it, which is the "core" of the candle. When people light candles, it drives out the darkness and coldness. What it brings to people is warmth and light. Candles burn slowly, people feel the joy brought by candles. Meanwhile, candles consume their lives little by little until the last moment of life. Candles have no regrets. I think they like candles because they have a kind of spirit, a kind of valuable spirit to burn themselves and illuminate others, and a kind of valuable spirit to dedicate themselves to others!
Our teachers are just like candles. They are willing to lose their youth and cultivate the "flower and bone" of our motherland. They teach us day after day, year after year. They grow old like half of the candles that are still burning. Put all my body and mind into our "flower and bone". I think their quality is the same as that of candles!