I am a tutor. How to write my brilliant five-minute speech?

Who-who led us into the spacious classroom and taught us a wealth of knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring. Who-educate naughty us into people who can understand and help others? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts. Who-train young people into mature and sensible teenagers? It is you! Teacher! Your protection makes us grow up healthily. We have made great achievements in the golden autumn. You have worked hard! Teacher! People who work hard in the heat and cold. You have worked hard! Teacher! A person who selflessly dedicates his youth. We pay high tribute to you! Teacher, you have worked hard! -Inscription: Mr. Chun Qing, you sow spring, ideals and strength with the noblest feelings of mankind ... with words, with chalk, with sweat, with painstaking care. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher. You work today, but you are building the future of the motherland; You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. Teacher, the three-foot platform has witnessed your hard work, and white chalk has written your life. Your painstaking efforts have become a red hook, and you have been trying to shape the pillars of the country. Teacher, you are spring, serving human beings and gestating the hope of the future and tomorrow. You are a gardener, watering the flowers of the motherland with painstaking efforts; You are a bee, picking flowers and making honey to raise students; You are a good mother, open your love to students and let them suck the milk of knowledge. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then the students are the sand in the clam. You lick it, polish it, soak it with love ... over the years, the sand has become a pearl, shining. There are countless proud and happy memories of your teaching career, but you cherish them in your heart. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a colorful new world. Being with you is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, open the window quickly. This round of spring and plum blossoms are all saluting you. Ai Xia If I were a poet, I would write poems with full enthusiasm, praise the vastness and profundity of the sea, and dedicate them to you, my teacher, with broad mind and profound knowledge. Teacher, you are the kindling, which ignites the fire in students' hearts; Teacher, you are a stone step, bearing the students' steady climb step by step. Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag about in her life, but the silver silk she spit out is a ruler to measure her life. Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are your greatest pride. The value of a firefly lies in the light hanging behind its tail, which only illuminates others. Your honorable thing is that you always show others the way. Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, my teacher, you are a great gardener! Looking at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one has no hard work and which one has no shadow of your smile! Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is more severe than fatherly love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and purest love in the world. Miss Qiu Si, you are a cultivator and sower of beauty. It is you who shine beautiful sunshine, moisten the rain and dew of love, and make our hearts lush. The shadow of the leaves hangs quietly. You are a tall and straight tree, which once bore fruit. Years have carved ancient rings on your body, but a lush forest has grown beside you. Much like an unknown rose root, young trees thrive and the branches are full of delicate flowers, but you don't ask for anything in return, leaving all the praise to the roses on the branches. Teacher, you are the bridge connecting us. You are a green vine, tenacious and slender, guiding us to collect the wisdom ganoderma lucidum at the top of the cliff. Autumn leaves brushed gently, just like your delicate hands and kind words, which gave me the gentlest comfort and the most sincere education. Dear teacher, I don't just miss you today, I miss you very much today! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can the memory of winter bloom so many beautiful flowers of the soul? Teacher, the engineer of the human soul, who is not praising you? Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness. Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness! Teacher, you have propped up my ideal sail; You lit the fire of my knowledge. How many years have passed, how many spring, summer, autumn and winter, you are a red candle burning with bright life, how much blood and sweat you have sacrificed, spreading the fire of wisdom with your true feelings, just like a spring silkworm has dedicated her life's loyalty, just like a winter plum sang the voice of early spring. How many invisible nights, how many brightly lit, there is a figure in front of the desk in the long night. The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, silently dedicating your selfless heart. Teacher, you gave us a ruler of life to measure every day. You have given us a mirror to set an example for us to learn everywhere. On the journey of life, you lit the light of hope for me, enriched my soul and increased my wisdom. Thank you! Teacher, when I can fly, do you know that you are the wind under my wings? Teacher, you spare no effort to grow. Two years later, who will brush the chalk dust off your shoulder? Teacher: Every ray of sunshine is my blessing to you, every star is my eyes to see you, and every rain makes me miss you deeply.