These are poems and buzzwords. What matters is which sentence can best express your gratitude to the teacher. Choose it and wish you success!

Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland;

I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland.

You have propped up the backbone of our generation!

You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation!

Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words.

Burning! Keep burning!

Your lectures are colorful,

Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me.

Let me see a beautiful new world. ...

Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring!

Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you!

Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom?

Teacher, thank you for coming from the human soul-teacher.

Standing under the bright red flag, we ushered in an unforgettable festival-Teacher's Day. At this happy, warm and exciting moment, on behalf of all the students, I extend our purest, most sincere and warmest hearts and wish the teachers who care for and care for our growth a happy holiday and happiness! I hope my greetings can smooth the wrinkles on your face, wipe away the frost on your temples and make your wise eyes shine forever!

Teachers work hard, but the work of shaping the soul is great. Some people compare you to a red candle, burning yourself to illuminate others. You are eager to educate people, work hard and devote your life. The teacher is great. Your greatness is not only to teach us scientific and cultural knowledge, but also to teach us how to be a man. It is the ladder on our life, the cornerstone of our success, and our mentor.

Thanks to our teachers, we can become confident people and constantly surpass ourselves. You have proved to us with your knowledge and actions that learning is not a burden, but a happy spiritual journey, the key to the unknown world and the door to wisdom. You teach us to keep forging ahead on the road of life, to explore the mysteries of nature, to understand the true meaning of life, so that we can better travel in the ideal world.

Thank you-teacher, you are our forever trustworthy person, in my dark life, you lit the brightest lamp for me; In my ethereal life, you have become my guide; When I was sad, it was you who tolerated my impulses and mistakes, your love and the warmth of the sun; Spring breeze is generally warm and spring water is generally sweet; Your love is more severe than fatherly love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Teacher love is the greatest and purest love in the world. Your love has melted the cold hearts of the seedlings, making them lose their way and return to the route of life.

Teacher, thank you for your diligence and selfless dedication. You don't have outstanding appearance, attractive power and enviable family wealth, but you have a sincere heart. For many years, you have been working quietly, tirelessly and tirelessly in the cause you love. How many times have you spent sleepless nights under the lamp, correcting our homework and preparing lessons carefully, and how many times have you forgotten to take care of your young children and your lover who has been busy all day, sacrificing your personal youth for us. Away from the colorful world. For us, you can only go back and forth between home and campus. For us, you would rather choose to be clean and set up an immortal monument in our hearts.

"Spring silkworms are thinking about things until they die, and candles will cry the wick every night." This is a portrayal of your life. You told the most sacred topic in the world with your own actions. In the course reform, you rush ahead; In difficulties, you walked ahead, but in the earthquake, you walked behind and created your greatness with your ordinary. "Without knowing anything, weaving will make the world beautiful and warm." Your pen has cultivated peaches and plums, and ink has watered the flowers of wisdom. Your hard work has finally made peaches and plums all over the world, but you still stick to this three-foot platform and are willing to make contributions.