A chalk, remain uncorrupted, 3 feet dais, cold hot weather of the four seasons... adore make a teacher, you appear in my life with such figure, in memory, irrigate for us with sweat grow, write future for us with chalk.
一支粉笔，两袖清风，三尺讲台，四季寒暑……敬爱的许老师，您以这样的形象出现在我的生命里，记忆里，用汗水为我们浇灌成长，用粉笔为我们书写未来。
Make a teacher, you do not calculate too tall stature in, hiding exalted heart, in our little thorax, have infinite respect to you. One's pupils or disciples of Yo of 3 feet dais, a chalk writes year. Days throws the person easily, red cherry, green banana, years gradually the body that stroke crosses you, took youthful appearance, took pitch-black black hair, left a few silver hair, but look in us, you forever young and beautiful, taking the teaching plan that folds massiness then to laughing to us in the classroom, silk of a running fire is giving off light. That smile, laughed at days, clear read aloud want...
许老师，您不算太高的个子里，藏着高尚的心灵，在我们幼小的胸腔里，对您怀有无限的尊敬。三尺讲台育桃李，一支粉笔写春秋。时光容易把人抛，红了樱桃，绿了芭蕉，岁月渐渐拂过您的身体，带去了年轻的容颜，带去了乌黑的青丝，留下了几缕银发，但在我们看来，您永远年轻漂亮，拿着那叠厚重的教案在教室里对我们笑着，连发丝都在发光。那笑容，笑开了时光，清晰了念想……
The setting sun is infinite good, it is close dusk only, rosy clouds incarnadine half the sky, memorial string is dialed to move momently in that.
夕阳无限好，只是近黄昏，云霞染红了半边天，记忆的琴弦在那一刻被拨动。
The light of the setting sun passes through branches and leaves, scatter thin on the ground, dizzy catch the impress that encircle a circle. Gentle breeze is held in both hands case drop the Chinese parasol leaf of one ground, blow to back, blow to distance. Just went up first one before long I, because result of first time test is insufficient ideal, go in the corner of campus alone after school, was full of in the heart confused with without arrange, it is scared even, go silently on alley alone, taking a load on one's mind of bellyful, worrying about future.
夕阳的光透过枝叶，稀稀疏疏的散落在地上，晕染出圈圈印记。微风捧起掉落一地的梧桐叶，吹向身后，吹向远方。刚上初一不久的我，因为第一次测验成绩不够理想，放学后独自一人走在校园的角落里，心里充满了迷茫与无措，甚至是恐惧，独自一人默默地走在小路上，带着满腹的心事，担忧着未来。
Cloud is being burned multicoloredly, as if full-bodiedly be about to distill the style of writing of heavy Chinese ink. The most beautiful the setting sun is red nevertheless, really such, cloud cirrus easy of a day, be caught by the setting sun chromatically colour.
云彩正烧得斑斓，浓郁地仿佛即将滴下重墨的笔锋。最美不过夕阳红，确实如此，一天的云卷云舒，都被夕阳染上色彩。
Look up dekko, I see having your figure nearby, you are stroking the shoulder of a classmate with short stature gently, edge and he goes to chat by the side of. You look up, saw me in front, chuckle is worn go to me, yu Hui set off wears setting sun your smiling face.
抬头一瞥，我看见不远处有着您的身影，您正轻抚着一位个儿矮小的同学的肩膀，边走边和他聊天。您一抬头，望见了前面的我，轻笑着向我走来，落日余晖映衬着您的笑脸。
"See your sullen look, be new term has not suited? Is result of first time test not quite ideal? Your foundation is very good, should not be this level. " you are worn to my chuckle. I recounted trouble and bewilderment to you. Respond to me, be you smile, "Cheer, the teacher believes you, gold always can give off light. " fall in your encouragement, I all the time very hard, assiduous and assiduous, go ahead ceaselessly, one pace models more perfect ego.
“看你郁郁寡欢的样子，是新学期还没适应吗？第一次测试成绩不够理想吧？你的基础很不错，不应该是这个水平的。”您向我轻笑着。我向您诉说了烦恼与困惑。回应我的，是您的莞尔一笑，“加油，老师相信你，是金子总会发光的。”在您的鼓励下，我一直都很努力，勤奋刻苦，不断向前进，一步一步塑造更完善的自我。
Russia educationist Make has said even Ke Ceng before: "The child that has deep love for oneself is natural, and the child that has deep love for others is divine. " you resemble a sage same, meticulously ground is showing loving care for everybody, enlightening like a bright lamp our ongoing direction. The first sunshine of early morning is aspersed to the earth, you already reached the school, sleek arrangement classmates are read early, read brightly voice is cheerful our atrium; Finish class euphonicly since bell noise, your form moves back and forth between classroom desk and chair, patient coach individually beautiful noonday sunshine; Ended the one overworked of the day, your station is behind us, watch sb go away is worn last classmate comes home, the smile of intoxicate is warm the chest of everybody...
前苏联教育家马可连柯曾说过：“热爱自己的孩子是本能，而热爱别人的孩子是神圣。”您就像圣人一样，无微不至地关怀着所有人，像一盏明灯照亮着我们前进的方向。清晨的第一缕阳光洒向大地，您已到达学校，井然有序地安排同学们早读，朗朗的读书声愉悦了我们的心房；悦耳的下课铃声响起，您的身影穿梭在教室桌椅之间，耐心的个别辅导明媚了正午的阳光；结束了一天的劳累，您站在我们身后，目送着最后一位同学回家，醉人的笑容温暖了每个人的胸膛……
The lunar illumination of chilly enters a window, month and smooth confluence arrive in last silhouette. At this moment you, correcting exercise meticulously, prepare teaching plan seriously. Working to go up originally is to tick off completely tick off delimit, red pen annotate on is completely on teaching plan paper, they are like bouncing note, playing the most beautiful movement of night.
清冷的月光照进窗户，月与光融合到最后一缕剪影中。这时的您，在精心批改作业，认真准备教案。作业本上满是勾勾划划，教案纸上满是红笔批注，它们如跳跃的音符，奏响着夜的最美乐章。
You dedicate silently, not Wei pains, you are written with chalk brilliant, irrigate attentively flower, yo gives a batch of another batch ridgepole and beam-pillar of the state. A chalk, remain uncorrupted, 3 feet dais, cold hot weather of the four seasons, be who opens full flower in mental field? Be who lets the journey of to apply for a job diffusing the fragrance of wisdom? In fact, the spring breeze of the journey bath care that grow, who be with all directions child of a poetic name of China of one's pupils or disciples explains green years without complain without regret? It is you, it is you. Even if the arena that does not have a flower, also or it is the monologize that does not have applause, but the hand of your enclasp chalk, always can let color of avery kind of bloom. Many thanks you are so dazzling, do us the years stars in insipid years.
您默默奉献，不畏辛劳，您用粉笔书写辉煌，用心浇灌花朵，育出一批又一批的栋梁。一支粉笔，两袖清风，三尺讲台，四季寒暑，是谁在精神的田野里开满花朵？是谁让求职的路途弥漫着智慧的芬芳？事实上，成长的旅途沐浴关爱的春风，是谁用八方桃李九州弟子诠释青春岁月的无怨无悔？是您，都是您。即使是没有鲜花的舞台，亦或是没有掌声的独白，但您握紧粉笔的手，总能让每一种颜色盛开。多谢您如此耀眼，做我们平淡岁月里的岁月星辰。
Your footstep, very short, very short, walked along lifetime to did not walk out of 3 feet dais; Your footstep very long, very long, each fly to the child of distance, it is the footmark of your travel make a move, help strength each child realizes a dream, it is the poem that your a suit stands fast and distance.
您的脚步，很短，很短，走了一生都没有走出三尺讲台；您的脚步又很长，很长，每一个飞到远方的孩子，都是您行走一步的脚印，助力每一个孩子实现梦想，是您一身坚守的诗和远方。
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