To the Teacher

If you were sky, I want to be cloud because it seems to everyone that I am a small part of you(sky) I enlarge your beauty(wisdom). If you were a ocean, I want to be a river because it seems to everyone that I am created by you (though parents gave birth me, you(teacher) are the real creator of me) I convey your message(knowledge) through the land and sooth the thirsty parsons. If you were a flower, I want to be a insect(bee) because it seems to everyone that I live on you I not only suck your honey(knowledge) but also I scatter you smell and fragrance(your philosophy). If you are a human I want to be your foot-dust because it seems to me that I am the most lucky creature of this world everyone will compete to get me(foot-dust)