LK Thiếu Nhi Hay Về Thầy Cô Giáo ♫ MÓN QUÀ TẶNG CÔ, LỜI THẦY CÔ - Nhạc Thiếu Nhi Hát Mừng Ngày 20_11

Today I went to school Each loving glance from my teachers Giving me a thousand songs Words of endless love Fresh as the ten o'clock flower how beautiful is tomorrow's future how much I love my teachers because the younger ones are deeply sad about the students Search for the truth like blooming flowers Beautiful as if buried in sunlight following the path On the path that teachers still walk Glistening mist of the early night The song you sing when you remember the dream The teacher's number you hear Today you go to school Each glance of the teacher's eyes is full of love and care let me sing a thousand songs words of love without end fresh as the ten o'clock flower How beautiful the future tomorrow is How much I love my teachers Because the younger ones are deeply sad Searching for the truth like those flower shadows Beautiful as burying the sun following the path on the path that teachers still walk distant and sparkling rice in the early morning and late night I sing this song when I remember the dream The teacher who taught me I heard Today I went to school each glance from the teachers' lips giving me a thousand songs words of boundless love Fresh as the ten o'clock flower how beautiful is tomorrow's future how much I love my teachers because the younger ones are deeply sad about the students Search for the truth like flowers in the wind Beautiful as the sun buried in the path On the road that teachers still walk Shimmering mist of early morning and deep night The song you sing when you remember a dream The teacher's number you hear Today you go to school Each glance of the teacher's lips Let me sing a thousand songs Words of love without end Fresh as the ten o'clock flower How beautiful the future tomorrow is I love my teachers so much Because the younger ones are deeply sad Searching for the truth like those flower shadows Beautiful as burying the sun following the path on the path that teachers still walk distant and sparkling rice in the early morning and late night I sing this song when I remember the dream I had The teacher who taught me I heard their words A red flower I dedicate to her A beautiful song Small gifts from afar But not yet overflowing with boundless love Like a wolf going to the river Like the waves going to the sea dragon the red book of dreams growing up day by day for the bright happiness of the silent morning by the beloved school roof Teachers let me buy breakfast A beautiful girl I give to the teacher A song I sing well Small gifts from afar But the boundless love has not yet overflowed like a wolf rushing to the river like a wave rushing to the dragon sea The red book of dreams Em grows up each day For the happiness of the bright evening the silent mouth of the morning beside the beloved school roof the teacher gave me a morning A red flower I give to you A song I sing beautifully Small gifts from afar But not yet overflowing with boundless love Like a wolf rushing to the river Like a wave rushing to the dragon sea A row of red books of dreams You grow up each day For the bright happiness you remain silent at dawn Under the beloved school roof the teacher bought me a morning like a wolf's stream flowing to the river like a wolf's stream flowing to the dragon sea a row of red books of dreams You grow day by day because of the bright happiness that fills your empty mouth in the morning By the beloved school roof the teachers give you a morning Each loving gaze is boundless Fresh as a flower in bloom Beautiful enough to make the clouds of the future weep with envy For the younger siblings who have grown up together the moon and wind are as wet as flowers fresh and beautiful in the sunlight carried by the wind along the road Teachers still go to school Morning light shines brightly dark light is boiling the body is black The song you sing remembers the contribution Teachers They taught you so you go to school Each joyful glance beside the teachers a thousand songs for the student life's love knows no bounds fresh as a ten-point flower Beautiful is the future of tomorrow I love my teachers Because of the younger siblings who have nurtured Each moon and wind wish Fresh and fragrant in the sunlight carried by the wind On the road Teachers Morning light rises bright and black body The song you sing remembers the contribution Teachers Who taught you to become a person Going to school Each joyful glance from teachers For the child's poetry Love is boundless Fresh as a flower in full bloom Beautiful enough to make the future clouds smile How much I love my teachers For the younger siblings who have grown up with me the moon and wind have been my wishes like flowers that are fresh and beautiful in the sunlight carried by the wind along the road Teachers still go Morning light rises dark body is fiery The song you sing goes remembering the contribution Teachers They taught you to become a person Each moon and breeze is a wish like flowers fresh and fragrant in the sunlight carried by the wind on the road teachers and mentors still walk Morning light shines bright dark light is lively The song you sing remembers the contribution Teachers They have made you a person Teachers have taught me to become a decent person Teachers' words are always etched in my heart I long to record all the kindness of my teachers Those years when I was sighing Teachers' words gave me confidence Even when you grow up and fly away into the world the words of your teachers will always be a precious luggage for you to carry forward The road is long but no one is coming ou To the wings of the child as it travels on the road of life Even if time changes The words of the teachers will never be forgotten The words of your teachers are always etched in my heart I long to record all the gratitude for my teachers Those years when I was sighing The words of my teachers have given me faith Even when you grow up and fly away into the world the words of your teachers will always be the luggage for your journey Time flows along the path of life Even if time changes The words of the teachers will never be forgotten Teachers' words guide the child as they take steps on the path of life Although time may change the words of the teachers will never be forgotten Today I went to school The teachers' eyes looked at me The poem gave me everything The loving words of the little girl Please remember the fragrant flowers Beautiful amidst the clouds missing again tomorrow I love my teachers Because they brought joyful years of play Each word like a blooming flower In the wind that leads to the road the teachers walk the sun erasing the long distance Just remember the dream of your teacher the footsteps of you beneath today you go to school the eyes of the teachers and students giving you poems entirely Love for the little girl Please remember the flower's scent Beautiful beside the clouds love again tomorrow I love my teachers very much Because we spent our joyful years Each word now like a fleeting flower In the wind drifting toward the path The teachers walk on As the sun erases the distant hills Remember the dream of your teacher Your footprints on me Today I went to school The teachers' eyes looked at me The poem gave me everything The loving words of the little girl Please remember the fragrant flowers Beautiful in the clouds missing again tomorrow I love my teachers Because they brought joyful years of play Each word like a blooming flower In the wind that leads to the road the teachers walk on the sun erasing the long days only remembering the teacher's dream the footprints of the girl beneath Remember the dream of the teacher remember the teacher's dream the shoes left a mark under her the shoes left a mark under her Subscribe to the La School channel to not miss any exciting videos