Chapter 1: Teacher, I want to say to you

Teacher, you are like an ever-bright lamp, igniting yourself and illuminating every student; teacher, you are like A hard-working gardener cultivates us and makes us the pillars of our motherland; Teacher, you are the signpost in our life, guiding us on the road to success; Teacher, you are my key to the door of wisdom, and the church gave me infinite knowledge.

At that time, I had just started to learn to write essays. As soon as I started writing essays, I kept muttering in my heart: "Compositions are such a headache!" It's like a mess that can't be sorted out. And when you saw it, you praised it a lot: "It's not bad! It's just that the composition is a bit stiff and does not express true feelings!" Then, you picked up the red ballpoint pen with a smile and said, "Let me revise it for you!" Under the desk lamp, you have beads of sweat on your forehead. The pen you hold in your hand is like a shotgun, aiming to scan word by word. After changing it, I browsed it again, wow! It’s really the “Midas that turns stone into gold”! You patted me on the shoulder and said: "When writing a composition, you must observe carefully and write true feelings. Otherwise, you will never write well." I listened and nodded thoughtfully. Since then, my composition level has improved greatly.

Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a small boat floating in your arms. Teacher, you are the gardener, and I have grown stronger under your hard care. Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a little fish, playing on your chest... "Teacher, I love you..." These may be a part of you. A spoiled child is not willful.

Chapter 2: Teacher, I want to tell you

The ancients once said: "The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes and tears will dry up." This famous saying has been circulated. Through the ages. Teacher, you are a hard-working gardener, pruning us; you are a candle, dedicating yourself and illuminating others; teacher, you are... your love for us, we cannot express it in words! ! !

Looking back, whether it is the joy after success, the guilt after doing something wrong, the embarrassment after recklessness, or the longing after parting, they are all worth picking up and slowly understanding.

The years are passing by, and the flowers are blooming and falling. Dear teacher, I will never forget your sincere teachings and your kind eyes. You have devoted your whole life to your career and devoted infinitely to us. Hope and hard work! You have watered countless trees green with your sweat. You have dyed thousands of flowers red with your hard work. Your spirit is the driving force for our progress. Teacher, you are great. You have students all over the world. You have been praised and praised by many songs. Pass. You taught us knowledge, you said: "Knowledge is power" and gave us how to be a human being. You said: "Being a human being should be like a candle. In a limited life, it has a heat and a light, giving people light and giving "People are warm." You have taught us countless things and are our guides on the road of life. Let us become strong and unwilling to accept the weak. When doing things, we must set goals, persevere, and be down-to-earth.

Teacher, addition, subtraction, multiplication and division are endless. Your contributions, poems and songs, cannot fully express my admiration for you! You use the nectar of knowledge to water the flowers of our ideals, and you use the clear spring of the soul to nourish the beauty of our sentiments. Teacher, I wish you success all over the world and your education career to a higher level! ! !

Part 3: Teacher, I want to tell you

I remember one time, you assigned too many homeworks, and I didn’t finish them until after nine o’clock in the evening. After finishing my homework, I I couldn't wait to throw myself on the bed and fell asleep. When I got up in the morning and the sun was already shining on my buttocks, I looked at my watch and saw that it was already a quarter past seven. I only had one thought in my mind: I’m late! ! ! I immediately got up from the bed, put on my clothes and left. It was late when I got to school.

After I arrived at school, I handed in my homework. I thought my task had been completed, but I didn’t know that a bigger mistake was approaching me. After the second class, my classmate asked me to go to the Chinese teacher's office. I thought the teacher wanted to praise me, but I didn't expect that I was not praised, but criticized. The teacher said that I didn't do my homework. I opened my notebook and looked at it. The notebook is crossed. So I wanted to go back and get my homework book to clear my grievances, but I went back and looked left and right, but I couldn't find my homework book. At this time, I thought that I couldn't clean it up even if I jumped into the Yellow River. Then I thought about it. Thinking that there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, I slowly walked into the teacher's office and said pitifully: "Teacher, I'm sorry, I didn't bring my homework book." When the teacher heard this, he immediately roared like a lion and said: "You Needless to say, if you haven’t done it, you haven’t done it…” Those words of education were slapped down on my face, and I felt pitiful and angry.

Teacher, I want to say to you: Please give us less homework in the future. I know you are doing it for our own good, but you should also put yourself in our shoes and think about our feelings.

Teacher, you must understand us, long live understanding!