The math teacher is the kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; The math teacher is a stone step, carrying the students to climb steadily step by step. There are countless proud and happy memories of your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart and stare at a garden to be developed. You gave us a ruler of life, so that we can measure it every day. You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere. Vacuum, firmness, modesty and simplicity-this is the song you taught me to sing, and this is the road you guided me to take in life.

Write sentences describing the teacher.

You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest; You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff. When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water. When you need a bucket of water, you will never give a glass of water. Giving at the right time is the skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is also your art of education. No matter how hard you work, it is easy to grow flowers and difficult to educate people. The valley is fragrant, the poems are full of people, and the talented people smile.

You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as exciting as a rushing river. ...

Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag about in her life, and the silver silk spit out is the ruler to measure the value of life. Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you.

Teachers are the cultivators and sowers of beauty. You shine with beautiful sunshine, moisten with beautiful rain and dew, and make our hearts lush and colorful.