What are the poems about gratitude to teachers to be recited at the junior high school graduation ce

The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax distance turns into gray tears and begins to dry.

Graduation thanks to the teacher's poem recitation 4: "Teacher, I want to say to you".

Teacher, I want to say to you:

Your voice and smile, your gestures, often show in front of my eyes;

Your care, love, has always haunted my mind;

Your persuasion and earnest teaching are still etched in my heart today.

Everything you had with us is as vivid as yesterday.

Teacher, I want to say to you:

It was you who gave me the confidence to learn;

It was you who gave me the courage to live, you gave me the motivation to work hard, and you gave me the hope of a better future.

Teacher, I want to say to you:

You are my stepping stone to wisdom;

You are my golden key to open the door to happiness;

You are the guide in the voyage of my life;

You are my conductor in the music of life.

Zhenque: Teacher, I want to say to you

If it weren't for you, maybe I'd give up on myself;

If it weren't for you, maybe I would be so addicted;

If it weren't for you, maybe I wouldn't have the prospect of my life;

If it weren't for you, I might not be where I am today.

Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you.

Graduation Thanking Teacher Poem Recitation Part 5: "Thanking the Teacher".

Thank you, teacher, for giving us knowledge.

If you are gardeners, we are the flowers in the greenhouse, growing little by little under your watering.

If you are a candle, we are the endless darkness next to the candle, and it is you who illuminate us and help us find our way to the light.

If you are the white clouds, we are the sky, and the sky will lose its brilliance without the white clouds.

You have spent your whole life educating us, you are selfless, and you have passed on your knowledge to us without reservation.

In that spring when the flowers are in full bloom, I would like to turn into bright sunshine and add a bit of brilliance to you.

In the scorching summer sun, I would like to turn into a parasol to shield you from the scorching sun.

In the autumn when the leaves are falling, I would like to turn into an overcoat to keep you warm.

Graduation thanks to the teacher's poem recitation 6: "The Diligent Gardener".

How many years of seasonal reincarnation, how many springs, summers, autumns and winters, you are a red candle burning a bright life, dedicating a lot of blood and sweat, not seeking to leave a name in history, you spread the fire of wisdom with true feelings.

Just like the spring silkworm giving a lifetime of loyalty, just like the winter plum singing the song of early spring.

How many blind nights, how many times the lights are always bright, you have a figure at the desk in the long night, the green silk is added to the hair, the three-foot podium is laughing, and you shorten the journey between the heart and the heart with friendship.

You are the sun melting the cold ice and snow, you are the guide who leads people out of the labyrinth of science.

Yes! Glorious teachers, hardworking gardeners!

The fragrance of peach and plum is your joy, silently dedicating your selfless heart.

Yes! Glorious teachers, hardworking gardeners!

The fragrance of peach and plum is your joy, silently dedicating your selfless heart.