教师节的手抄报（英文版）

Teachers, we say you are the pillars of culture of the motherland; I have to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. It is you, prop up the backbone of our generation! You like a Candle for the younger generation gave all the heat and light! Your character and spirit, you can use the word is - burn! Stop burning!
You speak of course, is so rich and varied, each chapter is opened in front of me like a window, I saw a gorgeous new world ... ...
Ah, with you, just so gorgeous garden, the earth is full of spring! The teachers, quick push open the window Look, this beauties of springtime, this garden peaches and plums, in salute to you!
If not you are thinking of moisture, how could so many wonderful blooming flowers of the soul? Ah, teachers, engineers of human souls, who do not commend you!
Dissemination of knowledge, is to spread hope, sowing happiness. Teacher, you are the hope and happiness seeding people!
Teachers, the hard work of the United States who you are, who the United States of sowing. Your sunny with a beautiful, beautiful rain with moisture, our hearts just green grass, colorful flowers!
You for the flowers bloom, fruit maturity busy, quietly leaves hanging shade! Ah, teachers, your spirit, never mind my heart!
You are more obscure, like the roots that make trees grow, they make on the trees bear fruits, it does not require any compensation.
You gave us a life of feet, let go of our own measured every day; you have given us exemplary behavior side mirrors, so we have role models everywhere.
You are the bridge, the connection is cut off for our mountains, so we have to go harvesting hilltops; you are ivy, tough and slender, to guide us to the cliff top pick of the fungus and ginseng.
When the seedlings when children need a glass of water, never brought a bucket of water; and the time when you need a bucket of water, and never give a glass of water. Timely, appropriate to give, this is a good gardener's art. My teacher, which is the art of your education.
Yan, excluding hard a cold, ripe peach flow Dan, Li mature technology residues, plant flowers trees were easy to difficult. Glen Fei Hong unusual, poetic Poppins, are full of earth, the joy of excellence in a large pool of laughter.
Teacher, you use the most noble of human emotions - love, sowing the spring, the ideal planting, seeding power ... ...

【教师节手抄报好标题】
1、老师，赞歌送给您。
2、老师，是我们开始成长时的第一个台阶。
3、老师，使我们的人生开始有梦，我们的生命也因为梦想和期待而不再空白……
4、在这个收获的季节里，对老师道一句深深的祝福。
5、老师就是祖国的栋梁，支撑起我们一代人的脊梁！
6、有了老师，花园才这般艳丽，大地才充满春意！
7、老师，满园秋色、满园桃李，都在向您敬礼！

Praise the gardener

The teacher, everybody says you cultivate the motherland's beams, But I say, you are the pillars of the motherland. It is supporting our generation, the back! You are like a red candle, to give the younger all heat and light! Your character and spirit, can use the word is burning! - Keep burning!
Your lecture, are diversified, each chapter in my presence opens a window, let me see a colorful world...
Ah, you only so gorgeous, gardens, the earth can be full of spring! The teacher opened the window, full, this spring, the peach roses, are you to salute!
If you thought, so many good soul could open the flowers? Ah, the teacher, the engineer of the human soul, who is not your praise!
To spread knowledge, hope, sowing happiness. The teacher, you are the hope and happiness of BoZhongRen!
Teacher, you are the ploughman, the sower of beauty. Are you with beautiful sunshine, with beautiful moisten, our hearts to lush, carpet!
You for the flowering, fruit mature busy, the leaf of green hangs silently! Ah, teacher, you never forget the spirit, my!
Do you like the more obscure roots, make trees grow, and branches hung fruit, but does not require any reward.
You gave us a rod of life, let us go to measure himself every day, You gave us a model of the mirror, let us act is a good example.

Praise the gardener

The teacher, everybody says you cultivate the motherland's beams, But I say, you are the pillars of the motherland. It is supporting our generation, the back! You are like a red candle, to give the younger all heat and light! Your character and spirit, can use the word is burning! - Keep burning!
Your lecture, are diversified, each chapter in my presence opens a window, let me see a colorful world...
Ah, you only so gorgeous, gardens, the earth can be full of spring! The teacher opened the window, full, this spring, the peach roses, are you to salute!
If you thought, so many good soul could open the flowers? Ah, the teacher, the engineer of the human soul, who is not your praise!
To spread knowledge, hope, sowing happiness. The teacher, you are the hope and happiness of BoZhongRen!
Teacher, you are the ploughman, the sower of beauty. Are you with beautiful sunshine, with beautiful moisten, our hearts to lush, carpet!
You for the flowering, fruit mature busy, the leaf of green hangs silently! Ah, teacher, you never forget the spirit, my!
Do you like the more obscure roots, make trees grow, and branches hung fruit, but does not require any reward.
You gave us a rod of life, let us go to measure himself every day, You gave us a model of the mirror, let us act is a good example.
Teachers, we say you are the pillars of culture of the motherland; I have to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. It is you, prop up the backbone of our generation! You like a Candle for the younger generation gave all the heat and light! Your character and spirit, you can use the word is - burn! Stop burning!
You speak of course, is so rich and varied, each chapter is opened in front of me like a window, I saw a gorgeous new world ... ...
Ah, with you, just so gorgeous garden, the earth is full of spring! The teachers, quick push open the window Look, this beauties of springtime, this garden peaches and plums, in salute to you!
If not you are thinking of moisture, how could so many wonderful blooming flowers of the soul? Ah, teachers, engineers of human souls, who do not commend you!
Dissemination of knowledge, is to spread hope, sowing happiness. Teacher, you are the hope and happiness seeding people!
Teachers, the hard work of the United States who you are, who the United States of sowing. Your sunny with a beautiful, beautiful rain with moisture, our hearts just green grass, colorful flowers!
You for the flowers bloom, fruit maturity busy, quietly leaves hanging shade! Ah, teachers, your spirit, never mind my heart!
You are more obscure, like the roots that make trees grow, they make on the trees bear fruits, it does not require any compensation.
You gave us a life of feet, let go of our own measured every day; you have given us exemplary behavior side mirrors, so we have role models everywhere.
You are the bridge, the connection is cut off for our mountains, so we have to go harvesting hilltops; you are ivy, tough and slender, to guide us to the cliff top pick of the fungus and ginseng.
When the seedlings when children need a glass of water, never brought a bucket of water; and the time when you need a bucket of water, and never give a glass of water. Timely, appropriate to give, this is a good gardener's art. My teacher, which is the art of your education.
Yan, excluding hard a cold, ripe peach flow Dan, Li mature technology residues, plant flowers trees were easy to difficult. Glen Fei Hong unusual, poetic Poppins, are full of earth, the joy of excellence in a large pool of laughter.
Teacher, you use the most noble of human emotions - love, sowing the spring, the ideal planting, seeding power ... ...