Looking back now, she was only eighteen or nineteen. There is a mole about the size of Qian on the right corner of the mouth.
In my memory, she is a gentle and beautiful person. She never scolds us
Only once did her pointer seem to have dropped. I greeted it with a slate, and the pointer tapped on the edge of the slate. Everyone laughed, and so did she. I noticed with the child's sly eyes that she loves us and doesn't really want to fight.
How good children are at observing this! After class, she taught us to dance. I still remember her dressing me up as a girl and performing dance. On holidays, she takes us to her house and girlfriend's house. In her girlfriend's garden, she also let us observe bees. It was also at that time that I met the queen bee and ate honey for the first time in my life.
She loves poetry and loves reading poems with singing. Until now, I still remember the tone of her reading poems, and I can recite the poems she taught us: the round sky covers the sea, the black water holds the boat, the mountains are far away, there were only clouds and trees that day, and there were only seagulls on the water ... Today, I think about it, what a beneficial influence she has had on my literary road and my literary love! How can a teacher like this not like her and be close to her? When we saw her, we couldn't help but gather around.
Even when she was writing, we all looked at her silently, and even the way she held the pen was eager to imitate. There is a little thing, I don't know if it is worth mentioning, but in retrospect, it occupied my heart at that time.
My father was in the warlord army and didn't come back for several years. My mother and I are very worried about him, and we don't know if he is alive or dead. My mother often stands in front of a faded idol, burning incense and praying.
Although I don't like my mother, I know a little. But among the children, my little "opponent" often shouts in my ear: "Oh, your father can't come back, he has been shot!" I was as sad as if my father had died.
At this time, Teacher Cai helped me, criticized my "opponent" and wrote to comfort me, saying that I was a student with a "clear heart like water". In the children's world, how common it is for a teacher to eliminate a small dispute; But in retrospect, I felt that I had received great support at that time! In the eyes of a child, how kind, fair and great his teacher is.
Every holiday, we are even more reluctant to leave her. I still remember, before the holiday, I stood silently beside her and watched her pack up such and such things.
Teacher Cai! I don't know if you realize how attached a child is to you standing there! As for the summer vacation, how long is it for a child who likes teachers! I remember one summer night, when a mat was laid in the house and mosquito-repellent incense was lit next to it, I fell asleep. I don't know how long I slept, and I don't know what time it is at night. I suddenly got up and went out in a daze.
Mom stopped: "What are you doing?" "Looking for Teacher Cai ..." I answered vaguely. "Isn't it summer vacation?" Oh, I just woke up.
Look at that cushion. I have walked six or seven feet. My mother pulled me back and persuaded me for a while before I fell asleep.
How I miss my teacher Cai! Looking back now, I still think this is one of the treasures in my memory. A child's innocent heart is hard to compare with people in love! ..... When can I see my teacher Cai again? It's a pity that I didn't finish primary school, so I transferred to the fifth primary school in the county. From then on, I was separated from our teacher Cai.
The author briefly introduces Wei Wei's famous modern writer, essayist, poet and novelist, whose original name is Wei, and who once used the pen name Shanyang. He is from Zhengzhou, Henan.
1920 was born in June in an urban civilian family. Under extremely difficult conditions, I finished civilian primary school and high school and went to a simple normal school.
1War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression broke out in July, 1937, and 19 joined the Eighth Route Army on the Shanxi front and embarked on the revolutionary road in February. 1938 studied at Yan 'an Military and Political University and joined China in April of the same year.
He has been living among soldiers. During the War of Liberation, he wrote many poems between marching and fighting, except for the lost poems, which were included in the collection of poems "Scenery at Dawn".
Wei Wei's early poems are passionate, deep and full of fighting spirit. /kloc-in the winter of 0/950, I went to the front line of Korea with the volunteers and wrote the famous newsletter "Who is the cutest person", "Warrior and motherland" and "Young man, make your youth more beautiful".
Especially "Who is the cutest person", with its rigorous selection and profound excavation, deeply touched people and greatly inspired the enthusiasm of the people of the whole country. From 1954, he also created many essays and essays, which were compiled into two collections: The Happy Flowers of Warriors and Essays on Spring.
1958 in the triumph of the volunteers, he wrote lyric prose "feelings of parting" and "in the song of victory", and 1963 published literary prose "road signs". This excellent work has profound thoughts, strong feelings and refined words, which marks that his creation has entered a new stage.
1978 published the novel the orient, and 1982 won the first Mao dun literature prize. 1992 Creation of the novel Red Ribbon on Earth.
2. Praise the teacher's ancient poems (praise the teacher's poems and the title and author of the poems) 1 Teacher, you are like a red candle, burning yourself and illuminating others.
2. Teacher, you are like a spring silkworm, spitting the silk thread of wisdom and weaving knowledge. 3. Once a teacher, always a father.
Teacher, you are like a gardener, cultivating the flowers of the motherland. If you are water, we are fish, and we cannot live without you.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Respected, 7 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers. Because of you, many students can become talents. The world is so civilized because of you. Teacher, you are a beacon to praise the teacher's motto. 14 Spring silkworms must spin until they die. And every night, the candle will cry the wick away. A respected teacher has devoted his life to teaching students in accordance with their aptitude and teaching them by example for ten years. It takes a hundred years to cultivate people, and a mentor is tireless. Tao Li praised teachers' poems all over the world. I remember your hands were covered with powder. I remember your kind teaching. I remember your new silver hair. Because of you, students can become talents. The world is like this because of you. This civilized teacher, you are a beacon for the lost children to find their homes. You are an angel's poem praising the teacher in September, which is dedicated to the teacher in September and comes as scheduled. Therefore, the world is brilliant.
We sing September, because it is your eternal festival. We remember September because it was our sincere confession.
September is an emotional cup. We hold high our sincere wishes with our hands. Please drink a toast. September's music has been played. Please accept our gift in September. All the teachers struggling on the education front look haggard. In the old society, Li Shangyin, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote the poem "Spring silkworms die, and night candles burn the wick", which brought the perseverance, firmness and dedication of silkworms to the extreme and became a beautiful sentence sung through the ages.
People vividly compare teachers to "spring silkworms", which is a high evaluation of teachers' selfless dedication and noble quality. People praise teachers as spring silkworms, who "spit out all the silk threads in their hearts, pour infinite love into life, and weave a bright and warm world without knowing anything".
"Spring Silkworm" is a title that teachers feel extremely honored. Zhu Guangqian, a famous educator, said: "As long as I live, I will spin silk for a day. I hope that the silk I spit out can add a little warmth to the world and make spring stronger. "
Spring silkworm is pure and flawless, with noble temperament; In spring, I ate a few green leaves and spit out a splendid picture. Only glorious people's teachers are worthy of this title, because the excellent quality of spring silkworms is endless and spinning. Candle-the most warm and moving title candle originated from the famous sentence of Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, "Candle tears are exhausted every night".
People praise candles because they burn themselves silently and illuminate others with their own light until they burn themselves out. Speaking of the quality of candles, people will think of their beloved teachers, who impart knowledge to students and illuminate their voyage with the light of wisdom and character. Isn't this selfless dedication to "light the way for others, let others see the light and burn themselves out" the most vivid metaphor for people's teachers? "If the red candle glows and gives off heat, it carefully cultivates the excellent materials of the country, just like a spring silkworm who has no regrets and dedicates herself to education." This pair of couplets encouraged by the teacher is the recognition and pride of the title of "candle".
Lu Xun, a great modern writer, famously said, "Bow your head and be a willing ox", which sublimated and carried forward the spirit of the ox. Later, people used the word "cow" to describe people who are willing to serve the people and make selfless contributions. People call the teacher Gan Niu because it is a well-deserved and most appropriate metaphor.
Our country has always had the traditional virtue that teachers and students are "as close as father and son". Teachers love their students as much as their own children, work as hard as a willing cow, are willing to make dedication, and make all efforts to cultivate a willing child without asking for anything in return. Liu Rangxian, an outstanding teacher in China who won the "Ruzi Niu Award", has been rooted in the rural areas of Qinghai Plateau for decades and worked as hard as an ox, dedicating his love to his children selflessly. Liu Rangxian is an outstanding representative of teachers and a vivid embodiment of the spirit of "a willing ox".
The spirit of "a willing ox" is characterized by "deep love, silent cultivation, hard struggle and selfless dedication" and "eating grass to milk". These excellent qualities are embodied in the vast number of teachers in our country.
The teacher is a new star at night, illuminating the road ahead for us when we are lost. The teacher is an umbrella to shelter us from the baptism of wind and rain when it rains cats and dogs.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Before the spring is old, the silk spits, and the candle tears turn into gray and autumn is thicker. Peach and plum are sown in three thousand gardens in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits.
2. The teacher's name is Kuang Huanxue. He is highly respected, knowledgeable and values heroes. The weather, location and people are harmonious, and the pen is amazing.
3. Wang Bencheng dares to say and do, and has no regrets. The storm thundered and thundered, and the eyebrows were raised. Who else in the world? 4.。
He asked to write an article praising the teacher-
Leading the ignorant into the spacious classroom,
Teach us a wealth of knowledge?
It is you! Teacher!
With your hard work and sweat,
Raising the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who is it-
Put naughty us
Education should be considerate and helpful?
It is you! Teacher!
Your care is like a warm spring breeze.
It warms our hearts.
Who is it-
Put young us
Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?
It is you! Teacher!
Your protection makes us grow up healthily.
The autumn season is fruitful.
You have worked hard! Teacher!
People who work hard in the heat and cold.
You have worked hard! Teacher!
Dedicate youth to nothingness.
We pay high tribute to you!
-You have worked hard, teacher!
I am eager to praise the teacher's poem, which was written by a famous China writer. Thank you. Praise the teacher's poem 1: our teacher, you are a candle, shining with faint candlelight; You are a gardener, shedding hard sweat and shining; Ah! Teacher-you trained me to be an adult and let me shine for the motherland; Ah! Teacher-you taught me how to be a man, and your hard work flows in my blood! Teacher, who worked hard to lead the ignorant into the spacious classroom and teach us rich knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.
Who-who educated naughty us into understanding and helpful people? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze, which warms our hearts. Who is it-to train young people into mature and sensible teenagers? It is you! Teacher! Your protection makes us grow up healthily.
The autumn season is fruitful. You have worked hard! Teacher! People who work hard in the heat and cold.
You have worked hard! Teacher! Dedicate youth to nothingness. We pay high tribute to you! -You have worked hard, teacher! Praise the teacher's poem 2: miss the gardener Everything that has passed will become a kind of nostalgia ―― teacher, I miss my middle school days, my alma mater, and you ... If time can go back, let me go back to my student days ―― dear teacher, how much I want to listen to your earnest teachings again ... After Teachers' Day poems, your voice often rings in my ears for a long time; Your figure often appears in front of my eyes; Your teachings, in my heart forever ... Life is an endless road. I walk, walk, keep walking.
When I am tired and slack, your firm face, firm voice and tenacious spirit will float in my memory. Teacher, you have taught me life, how can I forget you! Whenever I harvest, I can't help but miss the hard-working cultivator-the teacher.
Teacher, although I have been away for a long time, your image seems to be a bright light, which has been flashing in my heart. Today, I am in a distant place, folding the yesterday you gave me into a boat of memory and floating it in the lake of missing.
The clothes are still the same, and the lights are still the same. Your familiar blackboard writing and familiar voice lead our thoughts to the past student days.
Oh, teacher ... Miss you, dear teacher! I cherish the gaze of your bright eyes in my heart. They are like clear springs with two eyes, flowing in my heart forever ... People who drink poison to quench their thirst cherish its source and learn from it when they succeed. Praise the teacher's poem 3: praise the gardener. You warm every classmate's heart with fire-like emotions. Countless hearts are stirred by you, even your back is condensed with fiery eyes ... you are not an actor, but you attract our hungry eyes; You are not a singer, but let the clear spring of knowledge tinkle and sing charming songs; You are not a sculptor, but you are shaping the soul of young people ... Teacher, how can I forget you! The name engraved on the board may not be immortal, and the name engraved on the stone may not be immortal; Teacher, your name is engraved in our hearts, which is truly eternal.
Your thoughts and words are full of poetry and philosophy, and they are so magical. How many wonderful ripples they have aroused in my heart! You respect sincerity and honesty, which is regarded as the rule of life. You are a model in the eyes of our students.
I worship great men and celebrities, but I am more eager to dedicate my respect and praise to an ordinary person-my teacher, you. You are strict with us and take your own actions as an example.
Once your suggestion, request or even order is put forward, we must do it, but it always makes us believe in it and act consciously. This is the tall image you left in my heart.
In my heart, you are the most severe father and the most kind mother; You are an unsung hero and a famous teacher. Your voice and smile always flash in front of my eyes; You are a kind of character and personality, which will always be treasured in the depths of my memory.
Ah, teacher-the engineer of human soul, only this glorious name has the connotation as rich as the sea and as deep as the blue! Teacher, this dazzling name, like a brilliant star, will always hang high on our chest. Even if my temples are gray, I will still sincerely call you a teacher! In front of this sacred and lofty word, I will always be a student who needs enlightenment! In the sea of life, teacher, you are like a high beacon light, standing on the vast sea, guiding our forward voyage forever! Don't hesitate to burn yourself and release all the heat, all the light and all the energy.
Teacher, you are like a red candle, loved and admired! Some people say that teachers are like mountains, because mountains are lofty and revered. I also want to say that teachers are like the sea, because the sea is vast and immeasurable.
In the eyes of students, you are "the real seed, the messenger of goodness and the banner of beauty". You are a charcoal fire in the severe winter, a stepping stone in the turbulent flow under the shade in the summer, and a beacon light in the foggy sea. -teacher, you set an example, educate people well, and be a ladder, which is unforgettable.
5. The titles of poems and famous sayings that praise teachers (such as gardeners) must have the author's name candle-Teacher 1. Diligent gardeners and candles will drain the wick every night, which is the engineer of human soul. Your selfless dedication will always comfort my soul, and your teachings will always be remembered. Thank you for your cultivation on this beautiful day that belongs to you! I am a poet in our country, and I will write touching poems with full enthusiasm, praising the vastness of the sea and the vastness of the sky.
Then dedicate it to you-my profound teacher. Teacher, you are a bright fire that illuminates the hearts of students; You are the stone steps of the mountain, bearing the footsteps of students climbing.
4 mold talents with truth and wisdom, and let spring and sunrise shine on the soul. How noble a teacher's profession is and how beautiful a teacher's heart is! Selfless dedication and silent cultivation make your eyes red, turn into a clear spring, and flow into the hearts of those who seek knowledge.
Your work is today, but it is building the motherland's tomorrow; Your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. 7 Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last forever.
On our way from naivety to maturity and from ignorance to civilization, you have opened the way for us with the torch of life. The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day 10 A good teacher is worth thousands of books.
1 1 Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened a lot of confusion, cultivated a lot of self-confidence, ignited a lot of youth and destroyed many sails. 12 the silver thread of the crane hair reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood.
1 Teacher, diligent gardener and engineer of human soul, your selfless dedication will always comfort my soul, and your earnest teachings will always be remembered. Thank you for your cultivation on this beautiful day! I am a poet in our country, and I will write touching poems with full enthusiasm, praising the vastness of the sea and the vastness of the sky. Then dedicate it to you-my profound teacher.
Teacher, you are a bright fire that illuminates the hearts of students; You are the stone steps of the mountain, bearing the footsteps of students climbing. 4 mold talents with truth and wisdom, and let spring and sunrise shine on the soul.
How noble a teacher's profession is and how beautiful a teacher's heart is! Selfless dedication and silent cultivation make your eyes red, turn into a clear spring, and flow into the hearts of those who seek knowledge. Your work is today, but it is building the motherland's tomorrow; Your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.
7 Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last forever. On our way from naivety to maturity and from ignorance to civilization, you have opened the way for us with the torch of life.
The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day 10 A good teacher is worth thousands of books. 1 1 Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened a lot of confusion, cultivated a lot of self-confidence, ignited a lot of youth and destroyed many sails.
12 the silver thread of the crane hair reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood. teacher for a day, father for a lifetime.
6. Look for titles that praise the teacher (such as gardener). Poetry and famous sayings must have the author's name. Candles-every night, candles will dry the wick.
Hard gardener
The Architect of Human Spirit —— Teachers
1 Teacher, your selfless dedication will always comfort my soul, and your earnest teachings will always be remembered. Thank you for your cultivation on this beautiful day!
I am a poet in our country, and I will write touching poems with full enthusiasm, praising the vastness of the sea and the vastness of the sky. Then dedicate it to you-my profound teacher.
Teacher, you are a bright fire that illuminates the hearts of students; You are the stone steps of the mountain, bearing the footsteps of students climbing.
4 mold talents with truth and wisdom, and let spring and sunrise shine on the soul. How noble a teacher's profession is and how beautiful a teacher's heart is!
Selfless dedication and silent cultivation make your eyes red, turn into a clear spring, and flow into the hearts of those who seek knowledge.
Your work is today, but it is building the motherland's tomorrow; Your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.
7 Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last forever.
On our way from naivety to maturity and from ignorance to civilization, you have opened the way for us with the torch of life.
The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day.
10 A good teacher is worth thousands of books.
1 1 Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened a lot of confusion, cultivated a lot of self-confidence, ignited a lot of youth and destroyed many sails.
12 the silver thread of the crane hair reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood.
Hard gardener
The Architect of Human Spirit —— Teachers
1 Teacher, your selfless dedication will always comfort my soul, and your earnest teachings will always be remembered. Thank you for your cultivation on this beautiful day!
I am a poet in our country, and I will write touching poems with full enthusiasm, praising the vastness of the sea and the vastness of the sky. Then dedicate it to you-my profound teacher.
Teacher, you are a bright fire that illuminates the hearts of students; You are the stone steps of the mountain, bearing the footsteps of students climbing.
4 mold talents with truth and wisdom, and let spring and sunrise shine on the soul. How noble a teacher's profession is and how beautiful a teacher's heart is!
Selfless dedication and silent cultivation make your eyes red, turn into a clear spring, and flow into the hearts of those who seek knowledge.
Your work is today, but it is building the motherland's tomorrow; Your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.
7 Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last forever.
On our way from naivety to maturity and from ignorance to civilization, you have opened the way for us with the torch of life.
The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day.
10 A good teacher is worth thousands of books.
1 1 Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened a lot of confusion, cultivated a lot of self-confidence, ignited a lot of youth and destroyed many sails.
12 the silver thread of the crane hair reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood.
teacher for a day, father for a lifetime.