夜阑人静,耳边又传来那熟悉的歌声:“任风/翻阅背影的日子/烛光将记忆/摇曳成孩子的身影/夕阳/便凝重了教师魂......”或许,这只是一支小曲,并没有道出为人师者的全部内涵,但我们至少从中感受到了一种奉献的圣洁和伟岸。是的,我们甘为人梯,吃也清淡,穿也素雅,面对大千世界,我们心怀淡泊,像春蚕,似蜡烛,在平凡的工作岗位上,用热血和生命谱写无怨无悔的人生,虽然平凡,我们的脊梁却支撑着祖国的未来;虽然清贫,我们的双手却义无反顾地托 Night nostalgia, the ears came that familiar song: “Ren Feng / read the back of the day / candle will be memory / swaying into a child’s figure / sunset / they dignified the teacher’s soul ... ...” Perhaps this Just a little song does not reveal the full content of the masters, but at least we feel a dedication holy and stalwart. Yes, we are willing to human ladder, eat light, wear elegant, in the face of the world, we feel indifferent, like spring silkworms, like candles, in ordinary jobs, with blood and life to write no regrets of life, Although trivial, our spine supports the future of our motherland; although we are poor, our hands are irresistible