To Teachers
Category: Poetry Added Time: January 13, 2011 1:38:43 PM Source: Admin Clicks: 35
Teacher, you stand on the podium without complaint,
So towering, so perfect.
With a wave of your teaching rod,
Dozens of bright, innocent eyes,
Dozens of naive, pure little heads,
All follow your thoughts as they soar up and down.
These little emperors of their homes,
At this moment, during Spring Festival, in their hometown literature network, are as gentle as lambs,
Led by you to wander in the ocean of knowledge.
Teacher, when you smile,
The sky clears up.
When your face turns gloomy,
It starts raining in the children's hearts.
If you smile at a child,
That child will be full of pride for days.
If you shout angrily at a child,
That child will have nightmares for nights.
Teacher, after you say fish can fly and birds can swim,
If anyone says it's wrong,
Your students will roll up their sleeves and fight with others.
Teacher, do you know?
You are the embodiment of authority, knowledge, and truth,
You are the divine child sent by God to manage other children.
Teacher, if you had an ageless face,
Forever accompanying the golden childhood of children,
After many years,
When the children have grown up,
In their minds,
The teacher is always so youthful,
So young,
No matter how time gallops on,
When talking about their childhood teachers and mischief,
They are still so emotional.
Teacher, in autumn, your income is not much,
But you bear the heavy trust of parents.
Your work is filled with sweat,
Yet the flowers in the campus bloom so beautifully.
Teacher, you are the bridge for children's growth,
The campus becomes a pure place because of you,
The world becomes brighter because of you.
On September 10th, your festival,
Society and parents sincerely wish you
Always happy, forever beautiful.