Teacher, you kindle the light of our life with your affectionate love; you water our flowers of ideal with your diligent sweat. You are like a spring silkworm spinning out silk from your loving heart; you are like a candle leaving the last light to man.

• 老师，您用炽热爱心点燃我们的生命之光，您用辛劳的汗水浇灌我们的理想之花。您像春蚕，把自己的最后一根丝吐出奉献；您像蜡烛，把最后的闪光留给人间。