I want to say to you: Chapter 1? The morning breeze blows across your desk and over the homework books you have worked so hard for us; the morning light shines on your cheeks, clearly seeing that you have gone through many changes. on your face; the sun shines through your hair, and the black hair is mixed with silvery white lines; how hard you work! Teacher. ? When we hold our little heads and stick out the melon seeds from the ground, teacher, your hands are like spring caressing the earth, so gentle! When we experience failures and setbacks, teacher, your words are like the wind blowing on our faces, so comfortable !When we were very sick, your eager eyes were as warm as mother's hands! ?Ah! The years have ruthlessly dyed your black hair into distressing silver strands, and your wrinkles have quietly faded. The earth has settled on your face, making you no longer look as young as before! ? In the new year, we have grown up, teacher, you are also one year older. But our routes are separate, but our destination is the same. There is a beautiful world out there waiting for us to explore. But you are willing to pass on the knowledge you once taught us to the next batch of us in this dim little building. ? We are about to fly into the sky, and we cannot stay by your side forever. Just like time never stays in the past. You don't hold back, you just welcome us with your hands that impart knowledge to us and your kind face. You don't expect us to make any great contributions. You are satisfied just by looking at our smiling faces or watching us coming down from the podium with our heads held high and holding red certificates. ? Whenever I walk by your window and watch you working hard to correct our homework, your face tells us everything. You have dedicated your strength to us. When I see your busy figure, I I feel like you are working too hard. Teacher, I want to say to you from the bottom of my heart: Teacher, can you not work too hard? I want to say to you: Chapter 2 Mom: Who is singing songs to coax me to sleep when I can't sleep all night? Yes Who rubs my head and comforts me when I am sad? Who is patient and patient when I am proud and complacent? Who frowns and takes care of me when I am sick? Is it you? Mom! ? When did you Fine lines have appeared in the corners of your eyes? When did your hair become dyed with silver threads? When did your back gradually become bent? Was it when I was lost in playing with things? Was it when I got bad grades in the exam? When? Was it when I retorted loudly? That vague sigh? ? Mom, I’m sorry. In fact, I have wanted to say this sentence for a long, long time... When I wake up in the morning, there is delicious food on the table, the school uniform that is always lazily leaning on the chair, and the kettle filled with warm water. You told me over and over again: eat more, drink more water, wear more clothes when it's cold? Those words that I thought were nagging suddenly became friendly, making me feel full of happiness instead of bored, and my heart was warm. Hot. ? There is always your figure in the school gate when school is over at noon, wearing a red coat and black jeans. Your eyes are constantly looking for something. Until I tap your shoulder, you turn your head with a "huh" sound and mumble something about your recent look. No, then smile at me. When I sat on the motorcycle, you immediately asked me if I was hungry and told me about the delicious food on the table today. I hugged you gently, feeling the biting cold wind. My eyes were sore, as if something was about to well up. ? I felt very tired when I came home in the afternoon, so I put down my schoolbag and fell asleep. In the dream, who touched my forehead so gently, took off my clothes and tucked me in, so that I wouldn't catch a cold. His eyes were filled with distress. I smiled sweetly, besides you, who else is so kind to me? I fell into sleep peacefully. In the dream? There is you. ? Waves of oily fragrance accompanied by different flavors playfully penetrated into the nasal cavity. I took a deep breath and woke up faintly. Stretching contentedly, I walked out of the room and looked towards the kitchen. I saw the woman in the beautiful apron holding a spatula. My mood couldn't help but get better. The corners of my lips curled up slightly. I felt like a thief. The fishy cat squinted and smiled. ? Mom, being your child is really the greatest happiness in my life! What else can I ask for? ? Mom, I have always wanted to say to you: I love you! I love you very much! ? I want to say to you Say: Chapter 3? Teacher, I want to say to you that you are the hard-working gardener who watered me with sweat and hard work; you are the bright candle that illuminates us but sacrifices yourself; you are the engineer of the human soul. , you work today, but you are building the future of the motherland; you teach in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland; you are like the thin spring rain in spring; you are like the cool breeze in summer; you are like the golden color in autumn The fruit; you are like a warm scarf in winter. You guide me and support me all the time. ? You are an affable teacher who cares about student learning and the class. You are my former class teacher? Teacher Cao. ? I remember one time, when I was in class, I didn't listen carefully and got distracted.

After class, I was called to the office by the teacher. As soon as I entered the office building, I was trembling with fear. When I came to Teacher Cao, I thought the teacher would scold me, but who knew that the teacher used those warm words to give me a scolding? I talked about the disadvantages of being distracted, asked me to correct my mistakes, and touched my head with those rough and warm hands. ? Since then, when I am distracted in class, I will think of Teacher Cao, and I will correct it immediately and listen to the class carefully!! ? Teacher, I want to say thank you to you. In the past three years, you have not only taught me a lot of knowledge, but also taught me the principles of life. Under your guidance, teacher, my grades gradually improved. I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Although you are not the head teacher of our class, we will still respect you! ? Teacher, thank you for lighting up the journey of my life with the light of your life. I am not your best student, but you are my most respected teacher. On your holiday, I would like to dedicate a high tribute to you. If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm to praise the vastness and depth of the sea. And dedicate it to you - my teacher with a broad mind and profound knowledge. ? On this 28th Teacher's Day, I sincerely wish you good health and all the best! ? I want to say to you: Chapter 4 ? It's late at night, and there is silence everywhere. Suddenly, a baby's cry came from the hospital, breaking the silence of the night. A new life was born! Look, he is lying in his mother's arms! In his mother's arms, he felt the warmth. Maybe, that night, he slept soundly, but his mother didn't sleep because his mother wanted to see more of her baby and touch her baby's face more... Mom, thank you for giving me your precious life, Then he taught me that I will never forget your kindness in raising me. ? Mom, I wonder if you still remember that moonlit night: that night was the day after the final exam, and I had not received my transcript yet. Since I was eager to know my results, I called the teacher. While I was on the phone, you were listening quietly. I am very nervous, but also very happy. The nervous thing is that I will know my results soon, but the happy thing is that I have done well in the exam in the past, so I think this time will be no exception. However, things were not what I imagined. When I heard my results, I was stunned. The teacher told me that I only scored 87 points in the Chinese language test. In an instant, a few cold tears fell down. The phone was hung up, but the sharp voice kept echoing in my ears. In just a few minutes, I went from feeling extremely excited to feeling miserable. At this time, you are here. They say that mother and daughter are connected by heart. Yes, it is indeed mother and daughter who are connected by heart. You guessed my mind right away. You gently said to me who was depressed: "Baby, stop crying." It doesn't matter if you fail in the exam, just try harder next time! Moreover, this can be regarded as a lesson to you, who asked you to be so sloppy in doing the questions! No one is perfect, everyone has their own shortcomings. But I want you to remember that it’s okay to fail, the important thing is to learn from your failures and correct those shortcomings next time. So, please stop crying, okay? The most important thing now is to sleep well and be in a good mood tomorrow. ? ? After listening to your words, I feel much better. ? When I fail, you will encourage me; when I am unhappy, you will make me happy; when I am sick, you will take good care of me? No matter when, there will always be a ray of warm sunshine shining into my heart. The atrium of my heart frees me from the shackles of troubles, puts aside unhappy things, and melts the hard ice in my heart. And who is that warm sunshine? She is you, my dear mother. You are like my guardian angel, protecting me day and night. ? Mom, I want to say to you: I am very lucky, because I have a mother who loves me! ? I want to say to you: Chapter 5? Time is like a song, and I have grown up as the years go by. But mother, you took good care of me, cared about me, and took me through babbling and toddling, until today I finally ushered in the high-spirited boyhood. ? In order to educate me, you can move your mother three times. No matter how many difficulties there are, you will carry them yourself and never let me be harmed in the slightest. If I make a mistake, you will give me a slap in the face, I know, it hurts on my face, but it hurts on your heart. Sometimes you look in the mirror and cry about what you did wrong. ? When I achieve excellent results, you always have a smile on my face, full of praise, thinking that my efforts have not been wasted, giving myself the least comfort, and telling me not to give up and keep working hard. ? Although man is not an omnipotent machine, he will try his best to satisfy your children. Maybe they will grow up one day, but you never need them to repay anything, just ask them to be proactive. ? There are some words from my mother that have always been stored in my heart: The most beautiful voice in the world is the call of the mother. The child always loves the mother. You worked hard for my career for me, day and night, and fell ill. Please forgive me. Pay attention to your body. ? Mom, your love for me can be described endlessly. I believe that it will become a touching and immortal epic at the next junction of history.

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