Fromyoungseedlingstobigtrees,howmuchhardsweatfallsonthem;Thankyouforgivingusthecouragetobeourselves;Thankyouforteachingusthosetruths.Daysarelikewater,flowersbloomandfall,andwewillcherishthemaswell.Praisecannotexpressourgratitude,andflowershaveneverrepresentedourlonging.Thankyou,teacher.Thankyouforyoursolidarmsintheupsanddowns,whichhavegivenusaheavyreliancewhenweareataloss;Thankyouforextendingyourbighandamidstconfusionandhesitation,givingusacleardirectionaswewaver;Thankyouforyourkindfaceamidsttheflowersandapplause,whichhasenabledus,whoarerestless,tofindthevirtuesoflifeandthegoalofstriving.
Thankyouteacher,everythingisinsilence.
IrememberthefirstthingthatsurprisedusthatmorningwasourprincipalChen,whowasdressedupandfullofenergy.Hehadalreadystoodatthedoortowelcomeeachofourteachersandstudents.Assoonasheenteredtheclass,alittlegirlheldtwocarnationscutthroughplasticpipesanddeliveredthemtome.Shesaid,"Theteachergaveyouthis,Iwishyouahappyholiday!"Atthattime,IwassurprisedbecauseIdidn'ttellthemthattodayisTeacher'sDay,Whatathoughtfulchild.Immediatelyafter,eachchildexclaimed,"HappyTeacher'sDay!"Thefestiveblessingswereabitexcited,andtheblessingsandgreetingsfromclassmateswerethemostpreciousassetsofteachers.Atthefestivalparty,thechildrengaveusriddles,sangsongs,andevenhadourtwoteachersdance.Wefullyenjoyedthejoyandmusicofthechildren.Watchingtheinnocentsmilingfacesofthestudents,theexhaustioninworkwassweptaway.Inordertofulfillthisintention,theteachermustpayevenmoreandsupportthestudents'brillianttomorrowwithdedicationandlove.
Ontheafternoonoftheninth,whenschoolwasabouttoend,thestudentsinvitedtheteacherintotheclassroom.Whentheteacherpushedopentheclassroomdoor,hesawhisclassmatesholdingburningredcandlesintheirhands.Isn'tthisredcandleasymbolofbeingunknown,burningoneself,illuminatingus,andgivingusendlessknowledgeandpowerasaselflessteacher?Whentheteacherwalkedontothepodium,thestudentspresentedpinkcarnationstotheteacher.Thebeautifulcarnationsnotonlyrepresentedourgreatrespectandadmirationfortheteacher,butalsothankedtheteacherforhermotherlycareforus.Normally,teachersarehardworkinggardenerswhocarefullycultivatetheflowersinourgardens.Inourhearts,teachersarebeautifulcarnations,andthestarsaroundthemareus.Teachersaretheflowersthatwillalwaysbloominourhearts.Theteacherhuggedflowersandhadahappysmileonherface.