The winter stars are lanterns in the night,
You guide my path with wisdom clear and bright.
As silver snow blankets the silent street,
I lay my gratitude here at your feet.
Dear teacher, may the New Year bring you cheer,
You turn the pages of a golden year.
Like sparks of joy that dance within the cold,
May all your brightest stories now unfold.
The silver snowflakes dance for you tonight,
The stars have lit their candles in the sky.
You guide me through the dark with inner light,
While year-end wings go quickly sweeping by.
May joy become a song within your heart,
A golden gift that opens every door.
You make of every word a noble art,
And open up the world I will explore.
The winter stars are crystal sparks of light,
You guide me through the lessons of the day.
I wish you joy this New Year, calm and bright,
As kindled hopes will softly light your way.
The calendar turns like a spinning wheel,
You plant the seeds of wisdom in my mind.
A warmth of spirit you can always feel,
For all the treasures that you leave behind.
The winter stars are crystal seeds of light,
You guide me through the velvet dark of night.
May magic gifts arrive at your front door,
And joy bloom bright like flowers on the floor.
The happy New Year bell begins to chime,
You turn the pages of our fleeting time.
A golden dream is waiting on your way,
I wish you warmth on every coming day.
The stars are glowing like a silver spark,
You light the path within the winter dark.
May luck arrive with bells across the snow,
And watch your steady business start to grow.
You weave the plans like patterns in the frost,
Where every effort counts and none is lost.
A bright New Year brings gifts for you to hold,
Like morning sun that turns the gray to gold.
The silver snow is painting lines upon the glass,
And shadows of the old year softly start to pass.
You build the golden bridges through the stormy tide,
With steady hands and honest dreams as faithful guide.
May hope bloom like a star within your busy night,
And bring a cozy glow to make the morning bright.
Success is just a song that you compose with flair,
Let joy embrace your path and magic fill the air.
The golden stars descend on snowy street,
And all our plans turn into rhythmic beat.
I wish thee wealth within this frosty glow,
As seeds of fortune in the garden grow.
The clock strikes twelve to mend the broken chain,
Thy steady hand will ease away the strain.
May light of hope dance soft upon thy glass,
And watch the winters in such beauty pass.
The golden stars descend to meet your day,
As winter winds compose a brand new song.
You guide the path along the icy way,
Where promises and steady goals belong.
May hope arise like embers in the night,
While you embrace the joy the seasons bring.
Let every dawn become a beacon bright,
To wake the dreams that make your future sing.
The silver clock begins its steady beat,
The winter stars are lanterns in the sky.
You guide me through the lessons, warm and sweet,
With wisdom as the clouds go sailing by.
May joy become a ribbon round your door,
And dreams turn into songs that softly ring.
You are the lighthouse on my learning shore,
When bells of新年 make the spirit sing.
The winter stars light up the chalkboard sky,
As midnight magic draws your wonder near.
You teach the dreams that learn how they can fly,
And brush away the shadows of the year.
May golden bells ring softly in your heart,
A melody of joy for you to keep.
You light the path where all our journeys start,
When winter secrets wake from snowy sleep.