我们山泉一样清纯的童年 
                          流动着山风一样清新时光 
                          在那个并不特别的日子里 
                          老师，您的目光 
                          将岁月轻轻点亮 

                          您是在用燃烧的青春 
                          映照我们稚嫩的心灵 
                          我们跋涉的每一个脚印 
                          都盛满您的疲惫和沧桑 
                          老师啊 
                          我们的骄傲 
                          是您挂在眼角的点点泪光 

                          阳春三月 
                          我们在您的目光中拔节 
                          金秋十月 
                          我们在您的微笑中收获 
                          您用温暖的大手 
                          放飞我们柔弱的翅膀 
                          您用宽厚的肩膀 
                          启动我们人生的远航 
                          而那些沾满泪水的挫折 
                          被您博大的胸怀一一收藏 
                          当理想的光芒将我们笼罩 
                          老师，您沉默不语 
                          您站在遥不可及的远方 
                          静静凝望您的学子 
                          青春，已漂白成一肩霜雪 
                          年华，已模糊成淡淡的风景 
                          而生命执著的目光 
                          标注出您人生永恒的坐标 

                          无需用华丽的诗句讴歌 
                          您无私的光亮 
                          在每个角落里流淌 
                          您燃烧了生命 
                          点亮的却是黑土地的希望 
                          老师啊 
                          这枚文明的火种 
                          已辉煌成太阳一样的光芒 
                          满眼金色的硕果 
                          是捧给您最深情的歌唱 
                          老师啊 
                          您是人类灵魂深处 
                          永远灿烂的烛光

注：这是20年前的教师节，我为孩子们参加朗诵比赛而写的朗诵诗，现在读来，虽然稚嫩，却也余味缭绕……