如题所述
作文题目《感恩老师》
不会遗忘是谁教会了我思想；不会遗忘是谁在迷茫里指引方向；不会遗忘是谁让世界有爱和书声琅琅；不会遗忘是谁用辛勤构建知识的殿堂。
有人说：你是春蚕，吐不尽那绵绵的情丝至死方休！有人说：你是蜡烛，洒尽最后一滴泪雨去照亮漆黑的夜空；也有人说：你是朝露，常在黎明到来之前，默默滋润着大地万物；还有人说：你是晚霞，当太阳回归之后，用最后一丝光亮燃烧苍穹。老师啊！
你自己却说：我最渴望的就是铺路，最幸福的还是燃烧；我只是湛蓝天上的一缕飞烟，不慕华贵，美在天然；我只是征途上那块苍老的阶石，是黑暗中那颗遥远的寒星；我只是，我只是滔滔江河中的一滴水珠，来也悄悄，去也从容。亲爱的老师！黑板上你画出了彩虹，却擦去了功利；讲台上你举起了别人，却奉献了自己；是岁月苍老了你的容颜，是粉笔染白了你的两鬓；你放飞了许多的希望，而守巢的却依旧是你！
当蜡炬成灰时，你就是不朽；当蚕丝吐尽时，你将会永恒!蓦回首 串起春秋的脚步 我的人生 在你的期待的目光里 继续向前 向前……
\"Thanksgiving teacher\"
Don't forget who taught me; Don't forget who is in confused direction; Don't forget who let the world with love and a model master; Don't forget who is with hard to build the palace of knowledge.
Someone says: are you a silkworm, vomit not the continuous string and die. Someone says: you are the candle, to the best of the last drop of tears to illuminate the dark night sky; Some say: you are the morning dew, often before dawn, moistens the land silently all things; Someone said, you are an evening, after the return of the sun, with the last light burning sky. The teacher!
You said, what I need most is paving the way, the most happiness or burning; I'm just a wisp of a clear blue sky fly smoke, do not showily, beautiful in natural; I was just on the journey that piece of old stepstone, it is the dark distant heaven; I just, I'm just a drop of water droplets in the mightiest rivers, quietly come, go easy. My dear teacher! You draw the rainbow on the blackboard, but wipe the utilitarian; Podium you lift up the others, but give yourself; Is the years old you, chalk dyed your temples; You release a lot of hope and keep nest still is you!
When wax torch to ashes, you is immortal; When the silk and you will be eternal! Mo looking back on the footsteps of spring and autumn in my life in your expectations vision to continue forward...
不会遗忘是谁教会了我思想；不会遗忘是谁在迷茫里指引方向；不会遗忘是谁让世界有爱和书声琅琅；不会遗忘是谁用辛勤构建知识的殿堂。
有人说：你是春蚕，吐不尽那绵绵的情丝至死方休！有人说：你是蜡烛，洒尽最后一滴泪雨去照亮漆黑的夜空；也有人说：你是朝露，常在黎明到来之前，默默滋润着大地万物；还有人说：你是晚霞，当太阳回归之后，用最后一丝光亮燃烧苍穹。老师啊！
你自己却说：我最渴望的就是铺路，最幸福的还是燃烧；我只是湛蓝天上的一缕飞烟，不慕华贵，美在天然；我只是征途上那块苍老的阶石，是黑暗中那颗遥远的寒星；我只是，我只是滔滔江河中的一滴水珠，来也悄悄，去也从容。亲爱的老师！黑板上你画出了彩虹，却擦去了功利；讲台上你举起了别人，却奉献了自己；是岁月苍老了你的容颜，是粉笔染白了你的两鬓；你放飞了许多的希望，而守巢的却依旧是你！
当蜡炬成灰时，你就是不朽；当蚕丝吐尽时，你将会永恒!蓦回首 串起春秋的脚步 我的人生 在你的期待的目光里 继续向前 向前……
\"Thanksgiving teacher\"
Don't forget who taught me; Don't forget who is in confused direction; Don't forget who let the world with love and a model master; Don't forget who is with hard to build the palace of knowledge.
Someone says: are you a silkworm, vomit not the continuous string and die. Someone says: you are the candle, to the best of the last drop of tears to illuminate the dark night sky; Some say: you are the morning dew, often before dawn, moistens the land silently all things; Someone said, you are an evening, after the return of the sun, with the last light burning sky. The teacher!
You said, what I need most is paving the way, the most happiness or burning; I'm just a wisp of a clear blue sky fly smoke, do not showily, beautiful in natural; I was just on the journey that piece of old stepstone, it is the dark distant heaven; I just, I'm just a drop of water droplets in the mightiest rivers, quietly come, go easy. My dear teacher! You draw the rainbow on the blackboard, but wipe the utilitarian; Podium you lift up the others, but give yourself; Is the years old you, chalk dyed your temples; You release a lot of hope and keep nest still is you!
When wax torch to ashes, you is immortal; When the silk and you will be eternal! Mo looking back on the footsteps of spring and autumn in my life in your expectations vision to continue forward...
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