In the school year there are many days but most probably the most significant day is November 20 - Teacher's Day Vietnam. In the turbulent atmosphere of November 20, surely many students sit back to reflect on the teacher. Me too. Infinite memories can not be spilled over. I forgot how my grandmother was standing on the podium, lecturing every once and a while. I remember how the dusty time to fly lightly fly and settle on the teacher's love hair. At that time, the wall as old teachers go too fast. Actually, for me to say who is learning but learning the teacher is above all. I still remember the secrets taught by my teacher, the teacher literature, and the interesting mathemaal formulas as easy as pie. Those memories do not forget. I remember when I was beaten or scolded and scolded by my parents for forgetting to do my homework and the times she complimented me when I was a good student, still deep in my heart, Every teacher's choreography is arranged in advance. On November 20, my heart got up to an unbelievable emotion, but I knew that this emotion was gratitude, a respect and love of teachers-the driver of knowledge transfer students through shore success.
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