I don’t think this is a simple hymn to trees. With the sky above your head and the earth under your feet, you can let the wind blow and the ice and snow suppress you. This tree knows that it comes from the soil and uses its limited green shade to protect the people who are struggling on the soil. Eventually the tree fell, but it was never forgotten. People miss this tree, but are unable to fight against the sky. In people's hearts, the heart of this tree is truly in the blue sky, and the shade this tree has made throughout its life will eventually be hidden in the heart of the fertile soil. It was a big tree of faith, which shaded the last fertile ground for ideals. That was last century.
I think it’s better to come with a heart in your hand than to leave with a piece of grass. The selfless dedication of the wax torch turned to ashes before the tears dried up, like a spring breeze, bathing and blowing across the vast territory, nourishing generations of students, and cultivating batches of pillars of the country. Education is the tool for building a country and the foundation for strengthening it.
I think it is easy to meet a Confucian teacher, but hard to meet a human teacher. During the group singing of songs, the party also set up a special segment to allow CCTV anchors to personally support representatives of veteran teachers who were working in the school at that time. Although most of them are already in their sixties, when they slowly walked onto the stage accompanied by familiar music, "Topol Love" arose spontaneously.