Thank the person who carried the lamp for me for his comments.

A long time ago, spring silkworms would weave until they died. Every night, candles would dry the wick for the teacher. The teacher is the engineer of the human soul, but the teacher is still the person who carries the lamp for me. -inscription

There was a Chinese teacher in primary school, and I had a very special impression on her. She has an oval face and big eyes, which seem to read our minds. Her skin is white and red, like a blooming peach blossom. Her manners are elegant and generous. She is a good teacher. She is my Chinese teacher in primary school-Miss Liu.

Teacher Liu's handwriting is just like hers. Even if she writes on the blackboard, she is as delicate and capable as she is, keeping pace with the words on the copybook. When correcting homework, teachers always write beautiful and inspiring comments, and we often get treasures. I like Chinese because of teacher Liu's teaching. She can turn an obscure text into a stage play or a game so that we can understand it well, so learning Chinese has become an inseparable pleasure. Even if one or two students are absent-minded in class, she will guide them in class with clever language. In the group activities, Teacher Liu mingled with us. We play happily together in the campus, play with eagles to catch chickens, squat radish together, sing and dance together, and tell jokes and stories together. She is our teacher and our elder sister.

Teacher Liu is also a helpful teacher in life. Once, I had a high fever and didn't go to school. In the afternoon, Mr. Liu came to my house and gave me a detailed account of the day's knowledge. I didn't finish tutoring me until dark. I took three days off altogether, and she came to tutor me for three days in a row. The teacher didn't see this as trouble, but regarded it as her duty.

The teacher's teaching purified my soul, the teacher's encouragement gave me a blue sky, and your dazzling light pointed out the direction for my voyage. How can a seed germinate and why can a small tree stand tall and straight, because the consumption of you, the teacher, is the price. Sweet bells and beautiful flowers, only our blessings will not change, thank you, hardworking and intelligent teacher!