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吾爱吾师——2007年秋第二周国旗下讲话各位老师、各位同学:早上好!在这里请允许我代表一中全体学子们向各位老师们道一声节日快乐,您辛苦了!如果你是一滴水,你不会忘记,是冰...
吾爱吾师——2007年秋第二周国旗下讲话
各位老师、各位同学:
早上好!在这里请允许我代表一中全体学子们向各位老师们道一声节日快乐,您辛苦了!
如果你是一滴水,你不会忘记,是冰雪安详的融化孕育了你的成长。
如果你是一颗草,你不会忘记,是大树寂寞的飘飞滋润了你的土壤。
从只是个孩子到现在,安静地坐着,听着不同的老师的声音在教室里熟悉的回荡。
小时候,稚嫩的眼睛总是充满好奇和畏惧。乖乖地坐着仰视高高的老师,跟着他们大声的朗读。
我常对单调的课程感到疲惫,可回家的路上,却又看见他正坐在书桌前,认真地整理重复了十年的教案。
时光拉着我长大,渐渐地,老师的身影不再高大,头发略白,双肩微驼。一个个黎明黑夜,他鼓励的眼神划破我一次次迷茫,一次次雨夜晴天,他宽慰的微笑让我重新坚强。
我认真地问:老师,您得到了什么!
他只是微微一笑,蜡烛的燃烧刺破了迷茫的黑夜,而自己本身,也在离光明最近处得到永存。
枕着疑惑与微笑入睡,我渐渐长大。
现在我坐在教室里,怀着和您同样的梦,或许,你并不比我们大多少,但责任感让你们成熟,使命感让你们威严,你们更想与我们以朋友相称,但我们总是带着叛逆与羞怯,悄悄地绕开您驻足的讲台。您的心中皱起微微的矛盾;学生们在身旁长大,而唯一的希望,却又是将他们送向更远方。
眼中的老师不再是高不可攀,有时候也能坐下来谈一谈。
我们不是不懂事,可雏鹰的展翅又怎能不拍打下老巢的灰尘?
对您的顶撞其实只是一时冲动,我们后悔过。下一次见面,只给个微笑,就当是道歉,好吗?
上课的走神,其实是对窗外美丽的向往,一个美丽的错误。您只给我个宽容但严肃的眼神,好吗?
走在青春的边缘,我们时常与错误撞个满怀。您其实比我们更担忧,悠悠的牵挂是缓缓拉出的游丝,轻轻地连接着我们的心。
勤勤老师,悠悠我心,我们知道您的付出。日日夜夜里看见您渐渐老去的身影,回想起您的教诲,一种无形的力量又注入心田。
那一天,我们走出校园,去放逐您我共有的梦。
我们会用尊重回报您。您是我们的老师:昨天、今天、明天。
回想起,谆谆教诲,语重心长。
曾忆否,书生意气,挥斥方遒。
那一天,您沧桑的脸会轻轻浮起一个大大的微笑。
哦?听见了吗?我们说:
我们爱自己的老师。
拜托了!TAT
在9月16号下午4点以前要要。。。。。。。拜托了。。。。
我看出来是用翻译机翻译的捏。。。。
不会用的。。。。
谁能帮我翻译下。。。真的满急的说。。。。。 展开
各位老师、各位同学:
早上好!在这里请允许我代表一中全体学子们向各位老师们道一声节日快乐,您辛苦了!
如果你是一滴水,你不会忘记,是冰雪安详的融化孕育了你的成长。
如果你是一颗草,你不会忘记,是大树寂寞的飘飞滋润了你的土壤。
从只是个孩子到现在,安静地坐着,听着不同的老师的声音在教室里熟悉的回荡。
小时候,稚嫩的眼睛总是充满好奇和畏惧。乖乖地坐着仰视高高的老师,跟着他们大声的朗读。
我常对单调的课程感到疲惫,可回家的路上,却又看见他正坐在书桌前,认真地整理重复了十年的教案。
时光拉着我长大,渐渐地,老师的身影不再高大,头发略白,双肩微驼。一个个黎明黑夜,他鼓励的眼神划破我一次次迷茫,一次次雨夜晴天,他宽慰的微笑让我重新坚强。
我认真地问:老师,您得到了什么!
他只是微微一笑,蜡烛的燃烧刺破了迷茫的黑夜,而自己本身,也在离光明最近处得到永存。
枕着疑惑与微笑入睡,我渐渐长大。
现在我坐在教室里,怀着和您同样的梦,或许,你并不比我们大多少,但责任感让你们成熟,使命感让你们威严,你们更想与我们以朋友相称,但我们总是带着叛逆与羞怯,悄悄地绕开您驻足的讲台。您的心中皱起微微的矛盾;学生们在身旁长大,而唯一的希望,却又是将他们送向更远方。
眼中的老师不再是高不可攀,有时候也能坐下来谈一谈。
我们不是不懂事,可雏鹰的展翅又怎能不拍打下老巢的灰尘?
对您的顶撞其实只是一时冲动,我们后悔过。下一次见面,只给个微笑,就当是道歉,好吗?
上课的走神,其实是对窗外美丽的向往,一个美丽的错误。您只给我个宽容但严肃的眼神,好吗?
走在青春的边缘,我们时常与错误撞个满怀。您其实比我们更担忧,悠悠的牵挂是缓缓拉出的游丝,轻轻地连接着我们的心。
勤勤老师,悠悠我心,我们知道您的付出。日日夜夜里看见您渐渐老去的身影,回想起您的教诲,一种无形的力量又注入心田。
那一天,我们走出校园,去放逐您我共有的梦。
我们会用尊重回报您。您是我们的老师:昨天、今天、明天。
回想起,谆谆教诲,语重心长。
曾忆否,书生意气,挥斥方遒。
那一天,您沧桑的脸会轻轻浮起一个大大的微笑。
哦?听见了吗?我们说:
我们爱自己的老师。
拜托了!TAT
在9月16号下午4点以前要要。。。。。。。拜托了。。。。
我看出来是用翻译机翻译的捏。。。。
不会用的。。。。
谁能帮我翻译下。。。真的满急的说。。。。。 展开
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Love Preface - 2007 in the fall of the second week Guoqixiajianghua
Teachers and students:
Good morning! Here please allow me, on behalf of all the students have one to you teachers of a happy festival Road, your hard work!
If you are a drop of water, you will never forget it is snow melt has given birth to the tranquility of your growth.
If you are a grass, you will not forget the lonely tree is your Chen Guo moistening the soil.
The only child until now, sitting quietly, listening to a different voice teachers in the classroom familiar to reverberate.
When I was small, innocent eyes are always full of curiosity and fear. But to leap tall sitting in the teacher's reading aloud with them.
I often feel tired monotone course, the road home, but saw him sitting on the desk before finishing repeat seriously for a decade curriculum.
I pulled grew up time, gradually, teachers no longer seen tall, a little white hair, shoulders - camel. One dawn darkness, he encouraged eyes pierced my time and confusion, a rainy night at the sunny, he relieved smile Let me re strong.
I am certain: teachers, you get what!
He is only slightly laughed, candles burning shattered the confusion of the night, and their own, also have received recently from the bright live.
Doubts sleep with a smile looked on, I gradually grew up.
I sat, with the same dream and you, perhaps, you do not much greater than us, but you let mature sense of responsibility and sense of mission to your dignity, you want more commensurate with our friends, but we always with treason and shy, you stood quietly bypassed the rostrum. Send your hearts full of contradictions; Students who grew up in the next, and the only hope that they will send them to a more distant.
The eyes of the teacher is no longer restricted, sometimes to sit down and talk about.
Not that we do not thoughtful, LE and the trainees could not beat the den of dust?
Your impulsive contradict fact, we regret it too. The next meeting, only to a smile, when apology, okay?
Classes follow God, in fact, is the window longing beautiful, a beautiful mistake. You only gave me a tolerant but serious eyes, okay?
Walk at the edge of youth, we always hit with a full of errors. You worry more than we do in fact, concerned about the spans is slowly pulling out of the feeble, lightly connected to our hearts.
Qinqin teachers, Heart, we know that your pay. Day and night, you see the figure gradually growing, you think back to the teachings of an invisible force and inject heart.
That day, us out of the campus, were I to banish your dream.
We will return you with respect. You are our teachers: yesterday, today and tomorrow.
Looking back, earnest teachings, sincere words.
Whether Zeng Yi, a scholar emotional, Hui Fang Qiu exclusion.
That day, you will face the vicissitudes gently float a big smile.
Oh? Heard? We say:
We love their teachers.
Teachers and students:
Good morning! Here please allow me, on behalf of all the students have one to you teachers of a happy festival Road, your hard work!
If you are a drop of water, you will never forget it is snow melt has given birth to the tranquility of your growth.
If you are a grass, you will not forget the lonely tree is your Chen Guo moistening the soil.
The only child until now, sitting quietly, listening to a different voice teachers in the classroom familiar to reverberate.
When I was small, innocent eyes are always full of curiosity and fear. But to leap tall sitting in the teacher's reading aloud with them.
I often feel tired monotone course, the road home, but saw him sitting on the desk before finishing repeat seriously for a decade curriculum.
I pulled grew up time, gradually, teachers no longer seen tall, a little white hair, shoulders - camel. One dawn darkness, he encouraged eyes pierced my time and confusion, a rainy night at the sunny, he relieved smile Let me re strong.
I am certain: teachers, you get what!
He is only slightly laughed, candles burning shattered the confusion of the night, and their own, also have received recently from the bright live.
Doubts sleep with a smile looked on, I gradually grew up.
I sat, with the same dream and you, perhaps, you do not much greater than us, but you let mature sense of responsibility and sense of mission to your dignity, you want more commensurate with our friends, but we always with treason and shy, you stood quietly bypassed the rostrum. Send your hearts full of contradictions; Students who grew up in the next, and the only hope that they will send them to a more distant.
The eyes of the teacher is no longer restricted, sometimes to sit down and talk about.
Not that we do not thoughtful, LE and the trainees could not beat the den of dust?
Your impulsive contradict fact, we regret it too. The next meeting, only to a smile, when apology, okay?
Classes follow God, in fact, is the window longing beautiful, a beautiful mistake. You only gave me a tolerant but serious eyes, okay?
Walk at the edge of youth, we always hit with a full of errors. You worry more than we do in fact, concerned about the spans is slowly pulling out of the feeble, lightly connected to our hearts.
Qinqin teachers, Heart, we know that your pay. Day and night, you see the figure gradually growing, you think back to the teachings of an invisible force and inject heart.
That day, us out of the campus, were I to banish your dream.
We will return you with respect. You are our teachers: yesterday, today and tomorrow.
Looking back, earnest teachings, sincere words.
Whether Zeng Yi, a scholar emotional, Hui Fang Qiu exclusion.
That day, you will face the vicissitudes gently float a big smile.
Oh? Heard? We say:
We love their teachers.
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