But you told me with a smile that the world of mathematics is wonderful.

You are the most confident, just like a breeze.

You are the person who knows my (our) mind best, and you don't need gorgeous language.

That's it. It has a unique charm.

Attract me (us) to explore the mystery of mathematics

In my (our) uneasy heart, there are exciting ripples.

I never thought about it.

Mathematics can be so wonderful.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

You are not a silkworm, because you appreciate the simplicity of numbers.

You are not a candle, because you said that the palace of mathematics is already magnificent.

But you, like a silkworm, have built my (our) yearning for mathematics.

Like a candle, it ignited my (our) lost confidence.

As your student, I (we) are very happy.

You made me (us) smart from ignorance.

What remains unchanged is my (our) deep respect and love for you.