十万栋梁十载雨,十年树木十载风。不知不觉,我已在求学的路上走过了十二年。在这看似漫长实则一瞬的时光里,持续地引导我,让我从无知到迷茫再到坚定的人,便是老师。有人说,老师是初春里的细雨蒙蒙,随风潜入夜,润物细无声;是夏日里的古木参天,枝繁叶茂,蔚然成荫;而在我看来,如果真的是学海无 Tens of thousands of beams ten rain, ten years of trees contained in the wind. Unconsciously, I have been in school for 12 years. In this seemingly long, but in fact, the moment, continue to guide me, let me from ignorance to confusion and then to a firm person, is the teacher. Some people say that the teacher is drizzling in the early spring and sneaks into the night with the wind and moistens the objects. It is a summer of ancient trees, flourishing and flourishing; in my opinion, if it is really learned Sea without