Draw up a new metaphor for the teacher.

Gardener, noble name, flowers in full bloom, let you water with hard sweat. With your hard work, you have ushered in the world of peaches and plums, and spring is everywhere!

I am a seedling, and you raised me into a towering tree; I am asking you to light my fire; I am a piano, let you play that loud note. ...

If I can fight the blue sky, you give me wings to fly; If I am a warrior who breaks the waves, you give me the power to make waves; If I were an immortal torch, you gave me the light of youth!