多年前,有一群人,他们在我的心里种下一颗种子,这颗种子,在他们关爱的雨露与关怀的阳光的滋润与照射下,渐渐地生根、发芽、长大。现在像他们一样站上三尺讲台,忆着过往,除了无限感慨,更多的是殷殷的希望与虔诚的感恩:希望多年后,能有我的学生告诉我:老师,谢谢你改变了我的一生;感恩他们的指引,感恩他们的浇灌,感恩他们的栽培。他们是谁?他们就是那些在三尺讲台上不断用粉笔书写奇迹的人:他们就是那些在教室不断放飞希望却总是让 Years ago, there were a group of people who planted in my heart a seed that gradually took root, sprouted and grew up under the moist and carefree sun of care and love. Now, like them, standing on the podium three feet, I remember in the past, in addition to infinite emotion, more is the sincere hope and pious Thanksgiving: I hope many years later, my students can tell me: Teacher, thank you for changing my Life; gratitude for their guidance, thanks to their irrigation, thanksgiving their cultivation. Who are they? They are those who continue to write miracles with chalk on the three-foot podium: they are those who keep flying in the classroom but always letting hope