The teacher is like a silkworm in spring, like a red candle, giving selflessly and caring for us.
Since kindergarten, teachers have been around us. In the kindergarten, we are orchids that have never experienced wind and rain. We are spoiled and spoiled. How many troubles we have caused to teachers! And teachers are always tired of dealing with the children's noise, crying. When we are sick or crying for our mother, the teacher always hugs us tightly and comforts us, just like mother. At noon, the children go to bed, and even if the teacher is sleepy and tired, he can't go to lie in the warm quilt. They always hum songs and coax us to sleep.
Primary school, the teacher arranged our study and life in order. The teacher works day and night for our study; at night, the teacher carefully corrects our homework, one by one; in the morning, we arrive at school at eight o'clock every day, but the teachers come earlier. What makes me more touched is that teachers, though they are hard-working, always put a smile on their lips; teachers have a cold and hoarse voice, but never leave a class Under the selfless dedication of teachers, we can learn and grow happily! The teacher has paid so much for us. We should not only thank the teacher, but also help the teacher. Don't let the teacher worry about us
People say that the teacher is a hard gardener, giving us nutrition, let us grow up quickly. We are like little bamboo shoots buried in the ground, experiencing sunshine and wind and rain, taking off a layer of immature coat, under the careful cultivation of the teacher, chang'a is in the way Finally, we grow leaves, grow into a strong green bamboo!