I love being a teacher.
For the sake of the beloved children
Always trekking through forests and crossing streams.
Arriving at the beloved village.
Looking at the innocent younger ones
With bright eyes
Burning pink lips
I want to sing.
I've always loved my teacher.
Just yesterday they were babbling
Spelling practice is not yet clear.
I am fluent now.
Write in an elegant style.
Create a love song
The teacher's words will forever echo in my mind.
The past few days have been tough.
She hurried to greet them.
Welcoming the younger generation
The sap of life sprouts forth.
I will always love the teaching profession.
The profession of chalk and blackboard
With a myriad of knowledge
Communicating to the future
A long road ahead for tomorrow
Generations follow in their footsteps.
Walking side by side, we stand firm.
With friends from all over the world.
Let's move forward together.
Nguyen Thi Thuy Ha
Source: http://laocai.edu.vn/goc-van-nghe/nghe-giao-em-yeu-142082








