Whether it is in school or in society, the most familiar thing to everyone is composition. Composition is a narrative method that expresses the meaning of a theme through words. So have you ever understood composition? Below are 9 compositions written by my teacher for sixth grade that I compiled. You are welcome to learn from them and refer to them. I hope they will be helpful to you. My Teacher's Sixth Grade Composition Part 1

There are many people around me who touch me, and the one who touches me the most is none other than my English teacher Miss Liang.

Miss Liang is my English teacher. Why I say she is touching is because she is meticulous in our teaching work. Every morning when she comes to school, she greets me with a smile. Some students took leave and were absent from class. She would always wait for him to come back and help him make up for the missed classes seriously. If some students did something wrong, she would call them over and patiently criticize and correct them. In front of her classmates, she looks particularly kind, as if she is our mother. We all like her very much, like her fluent language when giving lectures, like her kind eyes when communicating with classmates, and even more like her meticulous attitude towards teaching. quality.

I remember that in an English class, as usual, Miss Liang walked into the classroom with a tape recorder. The difference was that she seemed a little tired, and she did not call everyone to class immediately, but wrote on the blackboard It read: So sorry! Suddenly, the whole class became lively. All the students whispered, wondering what happened: What happened to Miss Liang? Why write these words? Are you sick? The teacher ignored us, coughed a few times, wrote some English words to be learned in this class on the blackboard, then coughed a few more times, and said with difficulty: "Class!" I heard her hoarse voice and knew , it turns out that Miss Liang’s voice is hoarse! The students were all shocked. Miss Liang usually has a beautiful voice, but she suddenly became mute today. She must be tired from attending classes every day.

The teacher called a helper and asked him to read the sentences written in her book. She also guided her. Every time she spoke, it was very hard. Sometimes she was very hoarse, and sometimes she couldn't even make a sound. She had to cough. It takes a few times to continue. I heard Miss Liang's hoarse voice, and I wanted to raise my hands and say loudly: "Miss Liang, let me help you!"

It wasn't until the end of get out of class that Miss Liang's hoarse voice slowly left. In our ears.

From this incident, I realized Miss Liang’s meticulousness in teaching and her self-sacrifice for others. Without these qualities, she might talk casually in class and get over it, or she might not attend class even if she had a slight cough. . But that was not the case with Miss Liang. Her dedication and dedication to teaching completely moved us! My teacher's sixth grade composition 2

The word "spicy" is mainly used to describe the taste of food, including spicy hot pot, spicy duck head, spicy hotpot, etc., but I think the word "spicy" is used to describe the taste of food. There is no better way to describe our teacher Yao.

Teacher Yao has very strict requirements for us: we must use a ruler to draw equal signs, and the length must be kept between 0.3 and 0.6 cm; we must clearly mark the orientation, scale, and size when drawing schematic diagrams; we must write down word problems when doing schematic diagrams Analysis process... If you don't pay attention to which requirements you have missed, Teacher Yao's principles will ring in your ears and pour into your ears over and over again. This is not bad, no, "Ding Lingling" is in class. Teacher Yao holds a stack of papers and walks into the classroom with heavy steps. I saw him with a sullen face, vigorously throwing the paper on the desk, and said loudly: "Look at how your homework is done!" Then, several unlucky "honorable students" were "invited" When they got to the stage, the teacher scolded them one by one: "How did you write your homework? You haven't woken up from the dream yet? 6÷2=4! And you, what is this? Your words are like ants crawling... What kind of mess is this?" Rewrite it!" These people were scolded and returned to their seats dejectedly.

My deskmate muttered in a low voice: "Teacher Yao is so awesome, no ambiguity at all."

However, when you perform well, Teacher Yao can't stop praising you! There was a very difficult expansion question in yesterday's math homework. When I checked this morning, I was the only one who got it right: Teacher Yao asked me to explain it to everyone. I explained it clearly and clearly, and all the classmates understood it. Teacher Yao's face suddenly showed a bright smile, and he kept praising me. I thought it was so beautiful! After class, the teacher touched my head and praised me again: "Why are you so smart! Come on, let the teacher take a good look..." Goosebumps all over my body, but I didn't dare to "resist", so I had to He grinned and endured it, and the teacher's praise was also unbearable.

Look, Teacher Yao is such a "spicy" teacher who is both loved and feared. My Teacher Sixth Grade Composition 3

Teacher Xie is my Chinese teacher. She is so beautiful, with big eyes and fair skin. She is always so gentle and kind to us, just like our mother.

Let me tell you a little secret, Teacher Xie also has eyes on his back. We don’t dare to make small moves during class, because no matter how careful you are, Teacher Xie will still find out.

One day, Teacher Xie was writing on the blackboard and asked us to memorize the text. I saw her back to us, so I quietly said to my deskmate: "Let's go play shuttlecock after class." My deskmate nodded, and I went back to play happily.

Although the teacher didn’t criticize me, I knew that I would never do small tricks again in the future, because the teacher’s back There are also eyes on my face. My Teacher's Sixth Grade Composition 4

The teacher is like a candle, burning himself and illuminating others; the teacher is like chalk, sacrificing himself and leaving behind knowledge; Like a gardener, he worked tirelessly to cultivate flowers. This is a word of praise for teachers, and my teacher Dong was no exception.

I remember that it was a cold and snowy winter. I went to Teacher Dong’s house to study Cambridge English with my sister. When we got there, I took out my things to review, because it was not easy for everyone to come. “Okay. ! Put them all away and start dictating. "I put everything away and prepared to take dictation. I wrote "Pyramid" confidently.

At this time, I felt a stomachache. I thought it was temporary and would be fine after a while. I didn’t think much about it. But after a while, not only did it not heal, but the pain became even worse. Teacher Dong saw that I was a little abnormal and asked kindly: "Jingjing, what’s wrong with you?" Uncomfortable? "I said: "My stomach hurts." "After hearing this, Teacher Dong put down the pointer without saying a word, put something to warm my stomach somewhere and put it on me, and then poured a cup of hot water for me to drink. Then he went into the kitchen and cooked ginger soup for me. Teacher Dong took advantage of it. During his free time, he gave us a lecture. After a while, Teacher Dong asked, "Is Wang Jing feeling better?" "

Just like that, Teacher Dong was giving a lecture for a while, and then he was busy going to the kitchen to make ginger soup. After a while, he saw that Teacher Dong had left big beads of sweat. Looking at the teacher busy I couldn't help but feel ashamed, because in this class the teacher didn't talk much and was busy with my affairs.

After the ginger soup was cooked, Teacher Dong brought the ginger soup and said: " Drink it while it's hot, it won't be good when it's cold. "I looked at the steaming bowl of ginger soup and shed tears of emotion. If my stomach didn't hurt, Teacher Dong wouldn't have spent so much time on me. Although the ginger soup didn't taste very good, I still gulped it down. I gulped down the bowl of ginger soup. Teacher Dong smiled happily when he saw it, and I also smiled happily.

Teacher Dong is such a caring and amiable teacher. . Every time I have something I don’t understand in school, I will ask Teacher Dong for help, and Teacher Dong will patiently explain it to me until I understand it.

There are layers of white clouds in the sky. That is your pure heart. You have cultivated our quality. It is as pure as crystal. There are strong pines standing on the high mountains. That is your thin figure, Dong. Teacher, you will always be my good teacher! My Teacher's Sixth Grade Composition Part 5

I have a class teacher who is both serious and amiable. She is both a gardener and a mother. Teacher Fu is a person who is both a gardener and a mother to her students.

Whenever a classmate does something wrong, Teacher Fu will always criticize him seriously. Whenever a classmate does something good, she will always encourage and praise him. The teacher's keen and kind eyes make us feel both serious and kind.

I remember that at last year’s New Year’s Day party, I performed a violin solo. When it reached its climax, my feet couldn’t help but beat the beat. After the performance, the whole class burst into warm applause. Unexpectedly, a naughty boy said weirdly that my feet were cramping during the performance. Suddenly, the classmates burst into laughter. My face couldn't help but feel hot, and I felt extremely aggrieved. How much I need the teacher's help at this time! At this time, Teacher Fu looked at everyone with serious eyes, stared at the naughty boy again, and then said calmly: "Pan Ziyi can study hard in his spare time and the sound of the piano is so beautiful, but some students lack this A diligent and progressive spirit.” After hearing this, I couldn’t calm down for a long time. When I needed the teacher's helping hand the most, Teacher Fu helped me and criticized the classmate tactfully, which not only resolved the minor conflicts between the classmates, but also comforted and encouraged me. I admire her from the bottom of my heart.

Every time I practice my composition, Teacher Fu always gives careful comments and encourages me by highlighting good sentences, good words or wonderful sentences with a red pen, which makes me very interested in composition.

I like Teacher Fu, not only because she trained me like a gardener, but also because she taught us the principles of life like a mother. My Teacher's Sixth Grade Composition Part 6

The teacher and the classmate are two completely different characters. One is an adult and the other is a child, but these two terms are directly related. It is the teacher-student relationship that everyone knows. The teacher imparts knowledge, and we accept new knowledge humbly in the classroom.

Classmates. I have many classmates, but the one I have the best relationship with is the one who studies well. He is also my best friend, Du Xiao. You may see that he is a person in his prime, but he also lives a fast pace. On Saturdays and Sundays, he would dress himself up as a handsome young man. One day, the sun was beating down on us at noon, and the weather was unbearably hot. I was listless on the way to school, as if someone had pulled out my bones, and I didn’t want to take a step. When we arrived at school, some students bought ice cream and were eating it in big mouthfuls, fearing that they would die from the heat. I sat down on my seat, took out my book and started working on the checkpoints arranged by the teacher. I passed the checkpoints one by one without any worries and leisurely. However, when I got to the third level, I was so difficult that I couldn't pass it. , I looked left and right, and finally saw someone who was my great savior. I took the title and book to call him. I walked up to Du Xiao with a smile and said: "Come on, 'good buddy', help me look at a difficult problem." After looking at it, he slapped the table with some strength and pretended to shout: "It hurts. My little hands!" He immediately turned to the whole group and began to explain the ins and outs of this question with all his attention, saying: "The first point I wrote is the key to this question. As long as I write this correctly, this question will immediately change. Simple." He explained it carefully and explained it to me in a very clear and clear way. People would know that this is the question at first glance, but Du Xiao would not stop there. He said that there is another way to leave after school. Method, he said: "Use x-3x and then wait 10x for you to calculate! Make sure it is correct." I said to him: "Thank you." He said: "That's right!" I returned to my seat and started again Passed the customs. As I cleared the level, I looked at Du Xiao with lust in my eyes, whistling proudly.

I felt secretly happy in my heart. I thought: It would be great to have such a friend.

I have a good classmate and a good teacher. Our Chinese teacher is a funny and dark old lady in her 40s! Our teacher said this to our class this semester: "Be a person of integrity, not a ghost." He always says this to make our class have the idea of ????working hard. Sometimes when the teacher smiles, people look at her and feel a little sweet in her heart.

Teachers and classmates. They are also born to be in a relationship. The teacher imparts knowledge to us. After I learn the knowledge, I talk to the teacher and make the teacher smile from ear to ear!

Sixth grade: Yu Bo My teacher’s composition for sixth grade Part 7

I have a teacher, she is very humorous. He often made our whole class laugh. This teacher is Teacher Wang, the head teacher of our class.

Our Teacher Wang is still a celebrity! She herself will create many famous sayings, such as "I am most confident when I carry my schoolbag, I am happiest when I come to school, I am the quietest when I come to the classroom, and I learn best when I pick up a book"...

In addition, Teacher Wang She takes care of us as her children. For example, last time our teacher brought delicious food from her home to school. And in his class, he gave us something to eat separately, which was more than 20 pieces of beef jerky. I tasted the taste of love from that beef jerky. That was the most unforgettable lesson for me.

In addition, Teacher Wang sometimes asks some questions that are very difficult to judge in class. For example, in the last class he raised such a question: There is a mother who has a disease, and there is only one in the world. A bottle of medicine in the drug store could save her, but the evil boss raised the price of the 100-yuan bottle of medicine to 1,000 yuan. The family couldn't afford it. The husband of that family came to steal the medicine on the first night. , do you think he should steal it? I've been thinking about this question for a day and haven't figured it out yet.

Remember that you asked us to submit articles so that we could get into a good school when we were in junior high school. I once thought of Teacher Wang reading our articles one after another under the bright moonlight. Revise this content again and again. Teacher Wang was also afraid that we would not get the prize, so he called them again and again to ask about the situation.

Who wouldn’t like a teacher like this? My Teacher's Sixth Grade Composition Chapter 8

Do you know who Granny Hua is? She is our Chinese teacher-Teacher Gao.

School has started. In the past two months, the school has changed: it is wearing a new dress, which makes my eyes brighten.

When I walked into the classroom, many classmates had already arrived, and I quickly sat in my seat, thinking about plans for the new semester.

My handwriting used to be very ugly, but after a summer of hard practice, I have made some progress now. I will continue to practice and strive to surpass Wang Yanwen this semester!

I was always careless in exams before. This semester I decided to read each question one by one and write after I read it clearly, so that I would not make any mistakes.

Also, I used to love reading, but I didn’t like writing. However, my dream is to study the Dream of Red Mansions. Only by writing a good composition can I study the Dream of Red Mansions. Fight for the Dream of Red Mansions!

Now, my composition is getting better. It doesn’t take so long to conceive as before. In short, it is much better than before.

I am in fourth grade. I have more homework and I have to play the piano. I have to hurry up!

Now, the new semester is here, and I finally have a chance to "change my past mistakes." I must change my past mistakes, be the real me, and be the good student that Granny Hua thinks!