Người dịch: Khuyết danh
When my teacher writes on the blackboard,
Some of chalk dust falls on the floor,
Some of chalk dust falls on his hair.
I love this moment,
His hair seems (to) be whiter,
Whiter cause of (the) chalk
To teach me good lesson.
Later I grow up,
How can I forget him
Who used to teach me
When I was still young.
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Người dịch: Lee Kirby
I love the way you changed my life
You opened up my heart and mind
You encouraged me to follow my dream(s)
I loved all those days,
when you showed me the way,
to trust in myself
and learn well each day
How could I forget,
the time that we shared?
You helped me grow up
to an adult instead.
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