尊敬的老师们，亲爱的同学们：
大家好!
法国作家雨果曾说过：人们不能没有面包而生存，人们也不能没有国家而生活。作为一名炎黄子孙，我为我的祖国——中国，感到骄傲!我爱祖国!中国拥有五千年的历史，千秋万代积累下来的文化使中国变得底蕴丰厚。中国有蜿蜒盘旋于山中，犹如一条巨龙的长城;有壮观雄伟，规模宏大的秦兵马俑;有“山水甲天下”的桂林;还有“欲把西湖比西子”的杭州西湖……这些文明建筑，美丽山水，难道不值得我骄傲吗?
汉字，经过漫长的演变，从甲骨文到楷书、草书、行书，无一不是华夏人民用辛勤的汗水，智慧的结晶凝聚而成。有的矫若蛟龙，有的井然有序，有的方方正正……还有诗词，那更是文学史上的一朵奇葩。有的豪放至极，一挥而就;有的细腻婉约，甜蜜忧愁;还有的伤感悲痛，愤慨交加……这些文化中的瑰宝，难道不值得我骄傲吗?
现在的中国，正以日新月异般惊人的速度发展。请看，那摩天大楼、高速公路、铁路隧道、南海人工岛等“中国速度”，获得了“基建狂魔”的称号。还有“天宫二号”空间站，“神舟七号”航天飞船，“悟空”暗物质探测器、“天眼”望远镜等“上天”纪录，在航空领域独占鳌头。这，难道不值得我骄傲吗?
现在的中国，百姓丰衣足食、安居乐业，整个社会呈现欣欣向荣的景象。这，难道不值得我骄傲吗?
In summer of 20xx, public officials in our province of Saskatchewan issued a decree: that allaffected people leave their homes and in mass exodus, travel to places of refuge where theycould be safe and accounted for.
They were escaping blazing forest fires of epic proportions.
It was the largest evacuation in Saskatchewan history.
Thousands of people were on the move, all of them in uncertain circumstances, not knowinghow quickly they would return home.
For a few young women, these circumstances had an added dimension of uncertainty. Theywere in the late stages of pregnancy.
These young women were living as displaced persons far from home, without the supplies theyhad gathered for their new baby.
Thankfully, for all concerned, healthy babies were delivered in hospitals close by with medicalstaff to give assistance.
We are privileged to live in a province where people come together. That can be difficult whenstress levels are high.
And so I salute the evacuees, and the firefighters, and the troops, and the Red Cross, and thelocal officials, the mayors and chiefs.
Those who shared money, food and supplies, those who prayed for an ending to this situation.All rose to the occasion.
Two thousand years ago, a public official named Caesar Augustus issued a decree that all peopleneeded to be accounted for. It affected the entire Roman world. Everyone needed to beregistered.
Many people were on the move, with primitive travel arrangements, not knowing how long thiswould take.
I'm sure for some young women, this circumstance had an added dimension of uncertainty.Like being in the late stages of pregnancy.
For one of these young women, the time came to have her baby, her first. Not in a local hospitalalong the way, not even in a clean, comfortable Holiday Inn, but in a stable, with precious fewamenities.
Her only assistant, a most likely very, very nervous husband, with perhaps some curiousanimals looking on.
She didn't have much for supplies either. All she had were a few strips of cloth to wrap him in.And all she could lay him in was not a cradle made by her carpenter husband, but just asimple, dirty manger.
Crude surroundings for a King. His first visitors – an adoring group in from the fields smellingstrongly of sheep. They were alerted by a type of atmospheric media unlike any we couldimagine.
All rose to the occasion.
This Christmas, we celebrate the arrival of that very special baby boy. The "Divinest Heart thatever walked the earth was born on that day" as it has been said.
His name is Jesus, the essence of hope and peace and the ultimate example of self-sacrificefor love.
So from me and my wife Tami, and our family, and on behalf of my colleagues in theGovernment of Saskatchewan: "May you have the gladness of Christmas which is hope; thespirit of Christmas which is peace; and the heart of Christmas which is love."
And may you spread joy to others who need it most. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
隐匿着无私，无声地奉献，岁月默默划深额际，美丽的皱纹泄露了人间最大的秘密。
——题记
无论多么优美的诗词，也不能吐露无私的意境;无论多么浓香的笔墨，也不能勾勒奉献的图画;无论多么肺腑的言语，也不能泄露良师的秘密。当我看到坐在铁梯上掐表的老师不由自主战栗时，不知为什么，我的心突然寒酸疼痛起来。雾霭沉沉，如丝如缕，像一束举世罕见之花垂天而开，轻润大地;凉风习习，娇柔细嫩，像箭镞散落的铺天盖地，叫人寒战;台阶湿润，冰冷无比，老师们像一颗千年古松，静坐铁梯。跑道上比赛的运动员脚步铿锵，踏风而来，拉拉队的加油声震过高楼，老师们的眼睛犀利明亮，聚精会神，紧紧盯着终点的白线。走近细看，那长长的睫毛开满了灰白色小花，黑色的胡须挂上了均匀的硕果，握表的手被冷风消散了温度，变得格外红肿。情不自禁，俯下头，细看的那一幕，我觉得无比沉重，一向有些多愁善感的我，此时惆怅一发而不可收拾。转身，脑际充满寒酸的苦水，快步穿过拉拉队人群，去寻找我想为老师送去的东西。
教师
前生预约就今生的讲台
多情的手指
一厢情愿紧捏传播知识的粉笔
岁月的风铃
是离别站上的风声
放飞一批亲手栽培的雄鹰
又去迎接下一批小鹰
时光默默流淌
刀刻的皱纹
撑起满头白发
讲台上的粉尘依旧飞扬
无私奉献
爱洒江舟花满园
不求回报
肝胆一生两昆仑
思绪飞翔，想起教师这个神圣的职位，十分震撼;联想教师生平，慷慨豪迈而又泪满盈眶，想起我中学两位老师因癌症……不敢再想起，有多少个想起，就有多少个疑问，就有多少伤愁，就有多少怀念。打开水壶，取来水杯，我愿为老师们送上一杯热水。
“老师，请喝水。”
“谢谢，太谢谢了，谢谢——”老师接过热水，百般客气，连声道谢，那亲切的声音像是五味的杏仁糖，叫我有些哭笑不得。
我给老师的，只是一杯水，而换来的，是不绝于耳的感谢;老师给我的，是知识智慧，而换回的，是没有道谢的离别……
回眸，十年寒窗，风雨泥泞，冰霜雪，披荆斩棘，都有老师相伴。多少次，老师谆谆教诲;多少次，老师默默关怀;多少次，老师又严厉批评。