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Where are you?

The stars in the sky are winking at me,

Isn't that the teacher's eyes in the sky urging me on?

The round moon is looking at me with a smile, and there is a hazy sadness in its smile.

Isn't that the teacher who is being joyful for whose joy,

-or who is being sad for whose sadness.

The candlelight around me is bright, I raise my eyes and look.

Does the teacher also burn like a candle, and is as bright as candlelight?

Is the mirror in the pavilion also bright and shining, and is the teacher also like a mirror through which he can see what is beautiful and what is ugly?

It is night, it is quiet night, it is dark night,

But everything shines, is that all the teacher?

I pondered, silently.

〈Teacher's love〉

The teacher's love is an incomparable love, like a mother's care for us.

The teacher's love makes us stop wandering.

The love of a teacher opens our hearts.

The teacher's love will never fail to blossom.

We picked them one by one.

Looking at the students one by one,

How can a teacher not be happy?

Who can understand the teacher's love,

How can we understand the teacher's love,

Whether we go to the heavenly cliffs and the corner of the sea,

How can we not go out of the teacher's big heart.

"It's you, the teacher"

When the green seedling is about to bow down,

it's you who sows the sweat of life to be moisturized.

When the devil of darkness comes,

it is you who bring the light of the stars to encourage them.

When the cold of winter comes,

You bring the heat to warm it.

When the boat is about to set sail,

You install the beacon for it.

When the newborn bird is about to take off,

You groomed its wings to resist the storm.

The Teacher's Smile

The Teacher's Smile is a green spring breeze,

Blowing green - the willow branches sprout new leaves that quiver with life,

Blowing red - the peach trees emit tempting fragrant flowers,

The Teacher's Smile is a green spring breeze,

Blowing red - the peach trees emit tempting fragrant flowers. of flowers.

Ah ...... teacher's smile this warm.

The teacher's smile is a sweet spring rain,

Sweeping through the sky cleansing the dirty atmosphere,

Drifting down to the earth to moisturize the abundant vitality,

Ah ......the teacher's smile is so rare.

The teacher's smile is the dawn of the dawn,

Gently wipe away the last trace of darkness for you to bring light and warmth, pointing you in the direction of progress,

Ah ......The teacher's smile is so bright.

The teacher's smile is the snow under the remaining winter,

Because of you there is not afraid of the cold pine,

Because of you to cultivate not afraid of the heat of the green,

Ah ......the teacher's smile this optimistic.

Looking into our eyes, the teacher smiled,

Looking into her eyes, we smiled.

Opening the diary of youth,

I secretly collected the teacher's smile, - so precious, so precious.

There is a feeling that is hard to convey,

There is a thought that is seldom expressed,

No matter whether it is near or far,

No matter whether it is true or not

By virtue of the inherent fate,

Let's let the lonely souls,

With the help of the unpredictable ways,

Strung together in the weary world of mankind.

Don't make too many excuses

Evade the burden of truth

Don't cover it up with hypocrisy

Don't be flustered in the face of life

There's always a reason to meet

There may not be a goodbye for the parting

All the way to the end of the road, one day to usher in the

The world is so narrow

That the state of mind is wide open

Dreams, left to themselves,

Tears, scattered yesterday,

Pulling up the sincere arm,

Encourage yourself to see the blue sky

Feelings hot in the heart,

Hate with the wind to disperse.

To cherish the encounter of destiny,

To promise life from this world to smile

The communication of the heart is not difficult

As long as you cross a ditch.

The distance of love is not the end of the world,

As long as I give up my silence

Everyone is a landscape,

The key is which corner you stand and watch

Every experience is different,

The difference is which mindset you choose to watch

The truth is that the heavens are fair

We have the

To grasp the past and pursue the future

It must be a difficult journey

So I would like to accompany you

To travel for a period of time

Not only for the fabled coastline

But also because of the beauty of the human family

Because the love of the truth is not limitless.

Holding the language of marriage is short, expanding the red dust two blank

Star under the boundless willow wreaths fly Xuanfeng lone dream memory if the Cang

Long road is long, the love of the Langqing no red face accompanied by a pair

Once the sea was difficult to water, but in addition to the Wushan is not the cloud

Take the time to the flower lazily look back, half of the fate of cultivation half of the fate of the gentleman

Love is like the morning dew to go hastily, and only to stay in the past laughs at the east wind

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