Goodbye, teacher.

Three feet platform, three inches tongue, three thousand peaches and plums, three inches pen. Ten years of trees, ten years of wind, 100 thousand columns, ten years of rain, the teacher's hard gardener, every process of my growth was bathed in her sunshine and rain. Her care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our young and ignorant hearts.

Teacher, our kindest name. ?

Teacher, the person we respect most!

I remember when I was doing my math homework after class, I once encountered a difficult problem. I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't solve it. So, I copied the topic on a blank piece of paper, came to school with questions and asked the math teacher, "Miss Yuan, can you help me solve this problem?" Teacher Yuan turned around, looked at me and said with a smile, "OK, put it on the podium first!" " "See Mr. Yuan say that finish, then give the students exercises on the blackboard. Seeing that the teacher is so busy, I thought: The teacher is very busy at work, how can she take my little things to heart? I hesitated and walked back to my seat ... "Zero ..." The bell rang. In class, to my complete surprise, I saw Mr. Yuan copy the puzzle on the blackboard first, then let the whole class try to do it again and watch the students think hard. After a while, Mr. Yuan wrote the steps on the blackboard, and then patiently spoke step by step until we understood. Teacher Yuan's careful guidance finally paid off. In that exam, our class achieved good results.

The teacher is like a golden key, which opens my "door"-literature. Six years have passed in a blink of an eye, and I want to say goodbye to you. I can't bear to part with you, because you are my second parent and you raised me. I want to tell you that your love is great, selfless and endless. ...