“春蚕到死丝方尽,蜡炬成灰泪始干。”你,一支小小的蜡烛,终生都在燃烧着自己,直到生命的最后一息,无时无刻不带给人们光明和温暖。人们常把教师比喻成辛勤的园丁、创造人类灵魂的工程师。他们的工作是平凡而又高尚的。他们把一个个不懂事的娃娃哺育成国家的栋梁之材,他们在平凡的岗位上默默无闻地工作着,正像那小小的蜡烛燃烧着自己照亮了别人,无怨无悔地用自己毕生的精力,谱写着一曲曲豪迈的乐章。蜡烛啊!小小的蜡烛,从你被点燃的那一刻起,我 “Spring silkworms to death to do, wax torch into tears ashes.” "You, a small candle, life is burning himself, until the last breath of life, all the time does not bring people light and warmth. People often compare teachers to hard-working gardeners and engineers who create human souls. Their work is ordinary and noble. They nurtured naïve dolls into pillars of the nation, working quietly in ordinary positions, just as the little candles burned themselves to light up others and spent their lives without regrets The energy, writing a song heroic movement. Candle! A little candle, from the moment you are lit, me