敬爱的刘老师:您好!老师,当了您亲手培栽的桃李中的一棵,我明白了:原来清泉是这样滋润喉咙的,粉笔是这样默默奉献的,大伞是这样遮风挡雨的。随着知识的增长,随着年龄的飞跃,随着时光的流逝,我们在您的怀抱里,从无知变得懂事,从幼稚变得成熟,从胆小变得勇敢。不知不觉中,我和班上的同学一样,强烈地喜欢上了您,喜欢上了您的语文课。因为您总有办法让我们严格要求自己,也总有时间让我们拥有丰富的课余生活。老师,在这六年漫长的岁月里,谁也说不清您为学生 Dear Mr. Liu: Hello Teacher, one of the peach plums you cultivated personally, I got it: the original Qingquan was so moisturizing my throat, the chalk was so dedication, the umbrella was so windshield . As our knowledge grows, as we age, as time goes by, we in your arms become ignorant from sensible, from naive to mature, and from courageous to brave. Unconsciously, I and classmates, I strongly like you, like your language class. Because you always have a way to make us strict demands, there is always time for us to have a rich after school life. Teacher, in these six years long years, no one can tell you as a student