Most of the time when I think of you, the first thing comes to my mind is a bunch of flowers. Now I know why. You know there is one thing I cannot stand, it is your tears.
I felt so bad when you were feeling down, but I felt so proud of you. You are an excellent teacher, a bouquet of flowers. And most important of all you have got a heart of gold. I am so proud of you. I have been touched by your words.
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