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A Grateful Tribute to Teachers |
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Last night, I had a dream that I was drifting alone at sea. The darkness of the
night made the ocean seem even more ominous. I had lost my bearings and looked
around, only to see water all around me. I paddled with all my might, but
couldn't see land no matter how hard I tried. Finally, in the dark night sky, I
saw a beacon of light that flickered on and off, guiding me towards the shore of
hope. At that moment, the light illuminated every dark corner of my heart,
becoming the sun that never sets in my heart.
The next day, when I woke up and saw the date on the calendar, September 9th, I
suddenly remembered that tomorrow is Teachers' Day. I picked up my clumsy pen to
express my sincere gratitude towards my teachers.
On this special day, I send the most sincere wishes to all teachers: may your
students blossom everywhere, and your influence shine upon all.
Who uses their sweat and hard work to create the most beautiful colors, painting
the most vibrant pictures on blank sheets of paper? Who burns with passion to
light up the path for their students? Who spins silk and weaves beautiful dreams
for their students? It is you, yes, it is you. They say that you cultivate the
pillars of our country, but I say that you are the pillars of our country. It is
you who support the backbone of our generation!
I asked you why you work so hard, and you replied, "For a promise, a promise as
a teacher."
A promise to parents and students. For a silent promise, you sacrifice your
precious youth and limited time, just to hear the honorable title of "teacher,"
just to quietly share in your students' joys when they blossom, just to fulfill
your own promise. Perhaps you will be forgotten in the future, but you don't
think about that. Perhaps because of your strictness, you will be resented, but
you don't care. You just silently fulfill your duty and keep your promise.
Teachers' kindness has no boundaries, no matter where you go. |
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