Every time when I miss you,
I can feel your smile as breeze passing my face;
Every time when I miss you,
I can hear the soft courage given by you;
Every time when I miss you,
I can see your grey hair in the wind.
But,exactly two year ago,
on that evening of May 18th,
when the ambulance carried you away from your office,
from us,
I knew you can't stand on the stage any more.
Since today,you have left us for two years,
but dear teacher,
I miss you so much today,
and I hope you can feel.
----To memorize a teacher who
gave his life to his career.
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