When I was very young, this was seeded deeply within my heart, in my soul.
“春蚕到死丝方尽，蜡炬成灰泪始干” – A silkworm exhausts its silk till death; A candle burns itself out to give lights – this is how we praise teachers in China.
Thousands of years, in people’s eyes, teachers are like the lighthouse in the storm, the guide light in the fog, lighting up the way of new generations, and fueling the future of those lost souls.
It is a giver’s world. Souls, with compassion, gratitude and kindness imperceptibly gained from their soul engineers, return the world with warmth and lights.
Teachers, with soulful students all over the planet flourishing and changing the world, are the most precious noble men in people’s lives.
Good morning, my friends!❤️💧☕