there is a song called "when they grow up, i became you": a child i thought you were very beautiful, led a group of birds flying. grow up you have become my only know that classrooms are flying the hope that the shou are their own nests; piece of the blackboard to write the truth, remove the utilitarian; flanagan chalk to draw the rainbow, teardrop shed is ... .. every time to hear it, sing it, my heart will be subjected to a baptism of love.

　　life on people from kindergarten to primary school, middle school, and even universities, there will be many teachers. pouring of love, concern about the growth of students, one teacher per common pursuit. which is one of, love of the female teachers in general are different teacher's love, she is a kind of put all the soul and intellect dedicated to children's sincere. such love is selfless, it unreservedly dedicated to all students; this love is deep, its implication for all students at doing one thing in each.

　　at kindergarten, we have the first teachers in life. when we are crying, it was your mother like open arms into the warm embrace of our arms; when we slept at a small bedwhen you are gently approached the bedside, as we wereangle; when we are not feeling well when you are hurriedly put our mind to the clinic.

　　gradually we grew up, into the school, to know more new teachers. for we grow up, your teacher work day and night, but no regrets. how many quiet nights, in order to prepare each lesson, are you seriously study materials; the number of spare time, in order to transform backward students, but also you are braving the cold heat go home visits; the number of holidays, you give up leisure time with their families , devote themselves to learning, to use all available time to "self-charging."

　　teacher are candles for a bright and burning; teacher are gardeners, homeland for tomorrow's flowers and hard work; teacher dewdrop are constantly nourishing us this piece of green grass; teacher trees are for our; teacher are the sun, are matches, are chalk ... ... teacher, what a noble and distinguished career ah!

　　leaves circled in the air, write a song wonderful music, it is a large tree at its nourish the earth for thanksgiving; clouds at blue sky in the drift, painting pictures on tv drama series and pleasant pictures, that are white clouds in the thanksgiving feeding it the blue sky. since there is a teacher, we recognize the colorful world; because there is a teacher, to understand the true meaning of life, so we must know how to teacher zhien, thanksgiving.

　　teachers are respected thanksgiving. since ancient times, people-wei of their teachers have a heart of thanksgiving. famous scientist marie curie, nobel prize-winning twice, but she saw my primary school teachers, the immediately presented a bouquet of flowers to express her gratitude; great man mao zedong at the festive season is also usually sent to a teacher deeply grateful.

　　thanksgiving is on the teacher's heart. grateful do not need earth-shattering, just say your call ray considerate enough. class, the teacher sat exhausted on rostrum, students, and you can walk gently for teacherback shoulder; after school, when you find a teacher for us to sit in the offices also meticulous whenstudents, you can quietly for a cup of warm water on teacher inverted; recess, you discover that there is waste paper cuttings classroom, students, and you can easily pick it up, for teachers to create a clean teaching environment; holiday, the students , you can bring a flower for the teacher, a greeting card, it is the blessings of teacher forever ... ...

　　thanksgiving on the teacher is to return the society. teacher, you worked hard conscientious, quiet dedication of light and heat. ordinary is not in this insipid post on, you not only taught us the knowledge and, more importantly, it educates us in how to behave. "decades, educating people for centuries," does a society, the state and the nation a useful person, it is the best reward for teachers.

　　students, let us together wish the world is all happy teacher happiness forever!

　　有一首歌叫《长大后，我就成了你》：小时候我以为你很美丽，领着一群小鸟飞来飞去。长大后我就成了你，才知道那间教室，放飞的是希望，守巢的是自己; 那块黑板写下的是真理，擦去的是功利;那根粉笔画出的是彩虹，流下的是泪滴…..每次听到它，唱起它，我都会在内心经受一次爱的洗礼。

　　人一生从上幼儿园到小学、初中，乃至大学，会有许许多多的老师。倾注爱心，关注学生的成长，是每一位老师共同的追求。而这其中，女老师的爱是不同于一 般老师的爱，她是一种把全部心灵和才智献给孩子的真诚。这种爱是无私的，它毫无保留地献给所有学生;这种爱是深沉的，它蕴涵在为所有学生所做的每一件事 中。

　　在幼儿园里，我们有了人生第一位老师。当我们哭哭啼啼时，是您张开母亲般的双臂将我们揽入温暖的怀里;当我们在小小睡床上辗转反侧时，是您轻轻地走近床边，为我们掖好被角;当我们身体不舒服时，是您急急忙忙把我们抱到医务室。

　　渐渐我们长大，背起书包，走入学堂，认识了更多新的老师。为了我们成长，老师您昼夜劳作，却无怨无悔。多少个宁静的夜晚，为了备好每一堂课，是您认真钻研教材;多少个业余时间，为了转化后进学生，又是您冒着严寒酷暑去家访;多少个节假日，您放弃与家人休闲的时间，潜心进修，利用一切可以利用的时间来“自我充电”。

　　老师是蜡烛，为了光明而燃烧;老师是园丁，为了祖国明天的花朵而辛勤劳动;老师是露珠，不断滋润我们这片绿草;老师是大树，为我们遮风挡雨;老师是太阳、是火柴、是粉笔……老师，一个多么令人尊敬而高尚的职业啊!

　　落叶在空中盘旋，谱写着一曲美妙的乐章，那是大树在对滋养它的大地感恩;白云在蔚蓝的天空中飘荡，绘画着那一幅幅怡人的画面，那是白云在对哺育它的蓝天感恩。因为有老师，我们认识了多彩的世界;因为有老师，懂得了生命的真谛，所以我们对老师要懂得知恩、感恩。

　　对老师的感恩是敬重的。自古以来，伟人们都对自己的老师有着一颗感恩的心。科学家居里夫人，曾两次获得诺贝尔奖，但她在看见自己的小学老师时，马上献上一束鲜花表达她的感激之情;伟人毛泽东也同样常常在佳节送上对老师的一份深深感激。

　　对老师的感恩是发自内心的。感激不需要惊天动地，只需要你的一声呼唤，一丝体贴足够。下课了，老师疲惫不堪地坐在讲台上，同学们，你可以轻轻地走过去，为老师捶捶背揉揉肩;放学后，当你发现老师还坐在办公室为我们一丝不苟地批改作业时，同学们，你可以悄悄地为老师倒上一杯温水;课间，你发现教室里有废纸屑，同学们，你可以顺手捡起来，为老师打造一个整洁的教学环境;节日里，同学们，你可以为老师献上一支花、一张贺卡，那是对老师永远的祝福……

　　对老师的感恩是要回报社会的。老师，您呕心沥血、兢兢业业、默默无闻奉献着光和热。在这平淡却不平凡的岗位上，您不仅教给我们知识，更重要的是，还教育我们怎样做人。“十年栽树，百年育人”，做一个对社会、对国家、对民族有用的人，那才是对老师的报答。

　　同学们，让我们共同祝愿天下所有老师永远幸福快乐!