I am stepping on the pace of flower, if days is memorial carrier, the gravenest still is you. —— preface
我踩着花儿的步伐，若时光是记忆的载体，最不可磨灭的还是您。——题记
I am willing to holding a bundle of flower in both hands, send love most you. The flower is sweet elegant, touch upsurge …
我愿意捧着一束鲜花，送给最爱的您。花香飘逸，感动涌起…
On the alley of the late night, I sit below street lamp silently, lamplight of at one's convenience pricks the cheek that appears me, autumn wind of at one's convenience sways my hair tip. It is as before autumn, have different feeling however. Cannot forget each greeting in corridor, cannot forget that smile in ground of wintry day snow, cannot forget an attitude that spends, cannot forget the 0 star with you, finely.
深夜的小路上，我静静地坐在路灯下，任凭灯光刺透我的面颊，任凭秋风吹拂我的发梢。依旧是秋，却有不同的思绪。忘不了走廊里的一个个问候，忘不了冬日雪地里的那个微笑，忘不了一朵花开的姿态，忘不了与您的零零星星，细细碎碎。
The sweet-scented osmanthus in campus is sweet thick, still remember I came to this new campus last year. On the first opening class, your grave, your meticulous, moved deeply I; I like to yours, to your adoration, already was in sadly budding. Teacher's day of that year is a wet, over there the office —— that I was holding the elf of a green in both hands to walk into you to me it is divine place. Because,be probably unfamiliar, because,also be probably cowardly, the happy ” of “ teacher's day that writes down so that lose infirmly only, those who accompanying is the insecurity with the wet embellish in control. You had received it gently, hugged for the first time I, like feeling oneself can resemble a cherub for the first time happily invade in your bosom, between rambling like sunshine heart, however right now beside however already Can of Can of a golden light. I still know that Xiaozhuzi is living still now, esteeming like me your heart still is burning as before. Cannot forget you, cannot forget the first brings me warmth in campus you.
校园里的桂花香又浓了，还记得去年我来到这个陌生的校园。开学的第一节课上，您的庄重，您的一丝不苟，深深打动了我；我对您的喜欢，对您的敬爱，已在悄然间萌芽。那年的教师节是一个雨天，我捧着一盆绿色的小精灵走进了您的办公室——那里对于我来说是神圣的地方。或许是因为陌生，也或许是因为胆怯，只记得弱弱的“教师节快乐”，伴随着的是手心里润湿的紧张。您轻轻地接过它，第一次搂住了我，第一次感觉到自己可以像个小天使一样幸福地拥入您的怀里，就像阳光散漫心间，然而此时身旁却早已一片金光灿灿。我还知道那盆小竹子现在还活着，就像我崇敬着您的心还依旧在燃烧。忘不了您，忘不了第一个在校园里带给我温暖的您。
Still write down so that month of maths of one first time takes an examination of first, fine like the heart that ground of fine pricker stitch stitch stabs me, that red shines so that the “79” of dazzling is in what brandish writes a composition in my brain not to go all the time even. I in those days fill in examination paper into satchel like clown, I am not willing to accept do not be willing to face. After school my person goes on the road that leads to school gate mouth, play with the companion involuntarily fight noisely, the form of the for games elaborate exercise on the playground also cannot attract me again, my resembling is fighting with black clouds, still be pressed anguish is decadently however. Be in unexpectedly however imperceptible in, you are stepping the faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus to go. I am low head dare not see you, said that heavy number. It is you comfort me below sweet-scented osmanthus tree, it is you will encourage me of Rou Shiyun in September in chilly, tell me the method of study, accompany me to sum up inadequacy. Parting hind, I again face about hopes to raid long skirt then to yours, meantime tear held my double eye already. That one a speech, became prop up the scaling ladder in my heart, in those days I resolved already, can let you see one differs surely oneself.
还记得初一第一次数学月考，就像一根细细的刺针一针一针地刺伤我的心，那个红色甚至亮得刺眼的“79”一直都在我的脑海里作文挥之不去。那时的我像小丑一样把卷子塞进书包里，我不愿意去接受不愿意去面对。放学后我一个人走在通往校门口的路上，无心与同伴嬉戏打闹，操场上为了运动会而精心练习的身影再也吸引不了我，我像在与乌云搏斗，却还是被压得痛楚颓废。然而竟在不知不觉中，您踏着桂花的清香走来了。我低着头不敢看您，说了那个沉重的数字。是您在桂花树下安慰我，是您在凄柔似韵的九月鼓励我，告诉我学习的方法，陪我总结不足。离别后，我再次转身望向您的那袭长裙，其时泪水早已占据了我的双眼。那一句句话语，成为了支撑在我心灵的云梯，那时我便已下定决心，定会让您看到一个不同的自己。
Dear teacher, the hand that has pulled me had gone whole the study of 7 grade. I think a sunshine is in tarry very much really finger tip, chain the dribs and drabs with you; I want to make what time goes a bit slower very much really, make last years of time that this can get along with you again bit more. Remember you, can remember those piquant jumpy note, remember you, with respect to the air that can remember that paragraph of Duan Yue is moved. When remembering you, flower appears more beautiful, bird appears cleverer also. You are taking us like eldest sister elder sister this group of naughty children, bring me courage, bring me the longing with vivid opposite; You teach me effort, I am opposite church the confidence that grow.
亲爱的老师，牵过我的手走过了整个七年级的学习。我真的好想留住一缕阳光在指尖，锁住与您的点点滴滴；我真的好想让时间去的慢一点，让这能和您相处的最后一年时间再多一点。想起您，就会想起那些调皮的跳动的音符，想起您，就会想起那一段段跃动的旋律。想起您的时候，花儿似乎更美了，鸟儿似乎也更灵了。您像大姐姐一样带着我们这群淘气的孩子，带给我勇气，带给我对生活的憧憬；您教给我努力，教会我对成长的信心。
Dear teacher, you are the impress that never fades in my heart, I have in the most beautiful youth the most beautiful you. Acknowledgment encounters you!
亲爱的老师，您是我心中永不褪色的印记，我最美的青春里有最美的您。感谢遇见您！(文/李欣成)