Sixth grade primary school composition: My teacher 1
Teacher, I want to say to you: The bright moon is shining in the sky, and the stars are shining with silver light. In the dark sky, the stars are shining around the moon. In the silent city, it is dark. I find that only the light is still shining in front of your window. Correcting homework, preparing lessons, writing reports... I don’t know how much work there is in a day. You are like a hardworking gardener, irrigating the seedlings to grow little by little. Now the seedlings have grown taller, and the fragrant floral fragrance is your reward.
My head teacher, she is our Chinese teacher. During class, the stern teacher's eyes were swept away, which frightened those naughty students. The sunny smiles at the end of class made the students feel as sincere as friends. She could be stern at times, as fierce as my dad, always criticizing us loudly. She loves to laugh, and her smile is so amiable and approachable. She works hard to teach us to read and write every day. She cares and loves us meticulously like a mother, and teaches us carefully.
That day, the sky was covered with dark clouds, like the bottom of an upside-down pot. In the distance, thunder bursts, lightning flashed, and soon, raindrops as big as soybeans fell sparsely. After a while, the lightning became brighter and brighter, and the raindrops began to get heavier. Without an umbrella, I waited anxiously for my mother to pick me up. Due to the heavy rain, my shoes and pants were soaked by the rain. I felt very cold and shivered constantly. Just when I huddled up in the cold, the rain suddenly stopped - an umbrella covered my head. I was about to call out: "Mom" when a familiar and kind word came over. "Why, mom hasn't come to pick you up yet?!" Ah, it's Teacher Li! I looked up at your kind face, and I saw a mother's caring smile on your face. You hugged me and said kindly: "Let me take you home!" Along the way, you raised your hands and moved the umbrella towards me from time to time to avoid getting wet. Half of your body got wet. At this time, I tried to imitate the tone of an adult and said to the teacher: "Teacher, look, your clothes are wet because of me." You stroked my head and said: "It's okay, the teacher is not afraid!" My face became wet. , I don’t know if it was tears or rain, but I thought: It would be nice if there was another umbrella. At this time, home was coming, and I heard someone calling me: "Xiaoling!" "Mom!" I shouted loudly, "Mom, it was Teacher Li who sent me back." "Thank you so much, teacher!" Mom said with Apologize. "Nothing, this is what I should do!" I looked up at you and then at my mother, ah, you are so like my mother.
I will never forget the training you gave me; we will never forget the little bit you gave to our class. I can’t forget your energetic figure when you danced, played shuttlecock, and played badminton with us; I can’t forget your serious look when you corrected homework; I can’t forget your anxious look when your classmates lost their textbooks; I can’t forget your satisfied look when cleaning. The smile... Composition for the sixth grade of primary school: My Teacher 2
"Only teachers are good in the world, and children with teachers are like treasures..." Don't blame me for changing the lyrics randomly. Don't be angry first, listen. After reading my introduction, you will feel that this sentence is true.
I remember that it happened in the fifth grade. We were in the second class of the fifth grade at that time. The classmates in our class and the classmates in the third grade of the fifth grade were very bad. Just because they were not good, our two classes Many unpleasant things have happened, so I will introduce them to you!
We boys love playing basketball.
It was a summer, and we were fighting for another rebound with Class 3. Since they couldn't catch us, they started hitting people, of course! We were not convinced, so we started fighting. Because of this incident, we caused trouble for the teacher. The teacher got very angry and beat a few of us. However, our teacher himself had a bad voice. After going to the hospital for a checkup, we found that our teacher's throat was filled with energy. The doctor told us that the teacher said not to give lectures yet, but our teacher still gave us lectures. The teacher impressed us with his strong confidence. It was we who knew that we should study hard. So we started to study hard, but our teacher...
Because of this incident, our classmates got the first place in the exam and became a famous class after being guided by the teacher. Now everyone who comes has transferred to our class...
Then you know that there are only teachers in the world. My final advice to you is to study hard and live up to the teacher's expectations. Composition for the sixth grade of primary school: My Teacher 3
Without the baptism of wind and rain, there would be no beauty of the rainbow; without the nourishment of nectar, there would be no growth of seedlings; without the teacher’s education today, there would be no glory for our tomorrow. . What a great person, what a selfless name - teacher!
Teacher Han Yanjun is one of my favorite teachers. She has a charming smile, simple clothes, rich teaching experience, and the unique temperament of a middle-aged female teacher.
I remember one summer vacation, the teacher asked some classmates to clean our new classroom at the end of the summer vacation. At that time, we had a big bookcase. Several of our classmates and Teacher Han had this We were very worried about the task of carrying the cabinet from the third floor to the fourth floor. The cabinet was very big, but it was useless to worry. The teacher encouraged us and said, "If you want to carry this cabinet upstairs, let's take a rest and I will buy you popsicles." Buy water." The students cheered and carried the big cabinet upstairs. At that time, the teacher's son Xixi also came. We led Xixi downstairs, and the teacher walked slowly behind. When we got downstairs, we picked a lot of popsicles and didn't ask for water. The teacher asked us if we wanted water to drink. Everyone looked at the popsicles in their hands and said nothing. The teacher asked us to lead Xixi away first, and we returned to the classroom. A few minutes later, the teacher came up with ten bottles of water. We asked the teacher if he was tired, but the teacher smiled and shook his head.
Look, this is our good teacher. Composition for the sixth grade of primary school: My Teacher 4
There is a person who has walked through my world. Meeting her is my greatest luck. She is Teacher Wang, the head teacher of our class.
She is about 1.6 meters tall, with a pair of piercing eyes on her thin face, a mouth that is always slightly raised under her upturned nose, and her black hair has already Although she has white hair and is over forty, her health is no worse than ours.
Teacher Wang is a ‘fashionista’ in our eyes. In spring, she likes to wear plaid shirts and jeans, which shows her youthful vitality. In summer, she can wear short skirts, shorts, dresses, floral skirts...it doesn't matter. She looks several years younger when she wears them. In winter, when everyone wears bulky cotton-padded jackets, she can still look fashionable.
Teacher Wang has the same hobby as us - playing basketball. The basketball game will be held soon, and you will train with us. Although you are over forty, your hard work is no less than ours.
Teacher Wang is not only fashionable in clothes, but also has a unique teaching method. While she was away studying, our class fell behind a lot and discipline became worse and worse. So you gave up the time to teach us and let us correct this bad habit. You said that discipline is the guarantee of learning. Soldiers also need discipline when fighting. Otherwise, they will be like a piece of loose sand. How can they fight a good war? If the discipline doesn't change, don't go to class. We felt very guilty at that time because you always worked hard for us, but we always caused trouble for you.
The words in our class are written like flies crawling on the paper. In order for us to get high scores in the entrance exam, you came up with a way.
We were asked to stay after school every day and practice 10 words before going home, but we only wanted speed and didn't care whether the handwriting was good or bad. You taught us stroke by stroke just like when we were in first grade. No matter which stroke we wrote carefully or poorly, you would find it out for us in detail. If our handwriting improves a little bit, you will praise us.
I thank you for walking through my world, because you are a responsible and energetic teacher. Thank you for teaching us a lot of knowledge! Composition for the sixth grade of primary school: My teacher 5
A good teacher is better than ten thousand books. Today I will also praise my good teacher.
My head teacher, she is our Chinese teacher. She works hard to teach us to read and write every day. She cares and loves us meticulously like a mother, and teaches us carefully. The flowers want to sing about the sun, but I want to sing about our beloved Teacher Miao.
Teacher, you are like a hardworking gardener, nurturing us to thrive; teacher, you are like a burning candle, illuminating us and exhausting yourself; teacher, you are like a burning candle. A spring silkworm that spits all its green silk, working silently and selflessly; Teacher, you are like a continuous spring rain, dyeing the world green, but you disappear silently into the soil; Teacher, you are like a white silkworm The flawless chalk shortens itself and educates the next generation.
Teacher Zhang is our math teacher. Teacher, your love is as warm as the sun, as genial as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the clear spring. Because of you, the world is so beautiful, and because of you, my life is so colorful.
Ah! My beloved Teacher Miao and Teacher Zhang, you are so great! We will always love and respect you!
Here, I wish you both a happy holiday. Happy! Composition for the sixth grade of primary school: My teacher 6
You are like a red candle, giving all your heat and light to the younger generations! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words - burning! Keep burning.
From childhood to adulthood, we will meet many teachers in our lives. These teachers have their own characteristics, some are gentle, some are serious, and some are humorous...
I have a very A good teacher, although she is strict, her heart is still soft. The classmates in our class don't like Teacher Zhang because the teacher is too strict.
Ah, because of you, the garden is so beautiful and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, open the window and take a look. This garden full of spring scenery, this garden full of peaches and plums, are all saluting you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how could so many beautiful soul flowers bloom? Ah, teacher, engineer of the human soul, who would not praise you! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.
Teacher, you are a cultivator of beauty and a sower of beauty. It is you who shine with beautiful sunshine and moisten with beautiful rain and dew, so that our hearts are green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the green shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit will always be in my heart!
You are the bridge that connects us to the severed mountains, allowing us to reach the peak of harvest; you are the ivy, tough and slender, guiding us to pick Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng on the top of the cliff. When a seedling needs a glass of water, he will never give him a bucket of water; and when he needs a bucket of water, he will never give him a glass of water. Giving at the right time and in the right amount is the skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is also your art of education. Regardless of hard work, the peaches will be ripe and the elixir will flow out, and the plums will be ripe with poor skills. It is easy to plant flowers but difficult to cultivate people. The fragrance of flying in the valley is extraordinary, the world is filled with poems, paintings, and talented people are all smiling.
Teacher, you use the most noble human emotion and love to sow spring, sow ideals, and sow strength... Sow with words, cultivate with colored pens, water with sweat, and nourish with hard work. This is what we love. Teacher’s noble labor.
Who spreads the rain and dew all over the earth? Who works hard to nurture the seedlings? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one doesn’t have your hard work on it, and which one doesn’t have your smile on it!
Teacher, I love you. Composition for the sixth grade of elementary school: My Teacher 7
When I was six years old, my mother took my hand and walked into the first-year classroom of the experimental primary school and met the beautiful Teacher He. She is my Chinese teacher and my head teacher.
Teacher He has very strict requirements on our study. She always asks us to listen carefully to the class, but we always make small mistakes. My friend Liu Yizhuo and my classmate Ning Yi secretly talked small talk in class. Teacher He saw it and severely criticized and educated them, but our teacher He never punished any classmates. We are most afraid of seeing Teacher He's expression, her frown, and we will feel that something bad has happened. At this time, we will temporarily become better behaved, and the noisy classroom will quiet down.
Teacher He is very serious about her work. Her lectures are lively and interesting. Sometimes she makes us laugh, and sometimes she makes us very moved. She is also good at discovering our strengths, specialties, or areas where we are not doing well enough. For example, I was timid, but the teacher encouraged me to speak in class, praised my loud voice, praised me for my good composition, and encouraged me to boldly read my composition to everyone. After listening to the teacher's words, I became more confident in writing compositions. .
Teacher He is very kind to us in life. She takes good care of us like a mother. She often takes us to play games like eagle catching chicks and skipping rope. Every year she takes our class on a spring outing. During the autumn outing, we are all very happy. She is always busy and pays attention to every classmate. She even plays various amusement facilities with us, and she is as happy as a child.
Teacher He has established a deep relationship with us. We all like Teacher He very much. In our minds, Teacher He is like our mother. Every time during the winter and summer vacations, after a while, I miss the teacher a little bit. How I wish Teacher He could always be our class teacher! Composition for the sixth grade of elementary school: My teacher 8
Many teachers taught me when I was studying, but my favorite teacher is Teacher Wang who taught me Chinese in the eighth grade. It is said that all the students hate him very much. I love him just like Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty loved chrysanthemums. He understands the hearts of our students very well.
He knows that we middle school students don’t like reading, but he still lets us read. However, he has a requirement for us to read, that is, we must mark the side while reading and write down our feelings after reading the article. . His behavior precisely grasped the psychology of our middle school students, so that we had to study. My home is very far from the school, so I eat at the school. He said to us: "No one is allowed to eat in the cafeteria, and we are not allowed to eat and leave quickly. Then those students who eat slowly will be embarrassed to eat." Go on, the last one is not to throw away the food before it is finished, and eat as much as you want. "Don't I feel awe at such a teacher? I think he must have spent a long time getting to know us. It can be said that they understand my heart very well.
I also think our teacher is weird.
He does everything in accordance with the regulations and takes everything very seriously. This is what He requires of us. I didn't say he was a cold-blooded animal, he also had feelings. His favorite thing is when a student who makes a mistake says he wasn't the only one to do it. This way he will laugh haha. I wonder about this. Don’t teachers all want their students to be well? He explained it to us in class. She said: "Reporting someone is helping him change his ways. Tolerating her will make him make mistakes again and again. It will make his life go astray." This is why he laughs. There is a person named Xiaokang in our class. Not only does he not listen in class, he also often harasses others in class. For this, the teacher often criticizes him. He remains incorrigible. But the teacher would still smile at him when he hit him. This is really strange.
We asked him several times but he always refused to answer the question. Sometimes the two of them are like brothers. The elder brother despises him, but the younger brother says what to do. This caused our whole class to burst into laughter.
This is my teacher. I will carve his name in the trajectory of my life and let him have his face in my mind. Composition for the sixth grade of primary school: My teacher 9
My teacher--Teacher Liang Xia, she is one of the senior Chinese teachers in the school. He taught our class from the second grade until he left in the third grade. We have been together for nearly two years and I like her very much.
Teacher Liang is of medium height, neither fat nor thin; his hair is short, with a hint of yellow; he wears red glasses on his eyes, which are neither big nor small, and he looks very intelligent; Teacher Liang likes to wear black clothes because they are very stylish.
Teacher Liang likes her students very much. Although our class is weird and sometimes gives her a headache, she always believes in us. She prepares lessons carefully and prepares courseware carefully. When correcting homework, she will read out the good words and sentences in students' compositions to other teachers. Teacher Liang is very humorous. Once, she said when we were writing: "The monitor talked back to me! He ignored me, I asked him to help me, but he didn't help, but helped other teachers. I asked him what he was doing, and he said he helped others. It's fun." Our whole class listened to her in silence, but later it became a roar of laughter.
After class, Teacher Liang would chat and laugh with us; during class, if someone spoke, she would stop class and look at the classmate who was speaking sternly. No one could stand it. . The teacher adjusted the classroom order in this way.
We are very proud to have such a teacher. Primary school sixth grade composition: My teacher 10
Teacher’s love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the clear spring. Your love is more serious than father's love, more delicate than mother's love, and more pure than friendship. Ah, teacher! You are the greatest and most selfless person in the world.
Teacher, what a kind name. Teacher, what an admirable gardener you are. Teacher, what a selfless person. Without teachers, we would not be where we are today. Without teachers, we would not have knowledge. The teacher's love is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea! We will never be able to repay the hard work the teacher has given us!
In my elementary school career, there were many teachers who moved me, but the one who moved me the most was my second-grade teacher--Teacher Li. She gave me a lot of care, a lot of encouragement, a lot of help... You made me change myself.
I remember that when I was in second grade, the school organized a spring outing. When I first went there, I was very excited. Unexpectedly, I was injured while playing a game project, but it was precisely because of this incident that I was injured. This incident made me see the teacher's care for me.
At that time, we were playing on the trampoline. At the beginning, I kept jumping and jumping, but later, I was exhausted and took a rest. I don’t know who jumped and bounced me. When I got up, it turned out that my foot was sprained and I kept crying. The tour guide quickly called Teacher Li. After answering the phone, Teacher Li rushed over immediately and sent me to the hospital. Because I couldn't stop crying, Teacher Li gave me the prize she got. I won't cry. Later, the teacher took me to take a CT scan. Looking at the teacher’s anxious face, I was moved. When the doctor was bandaging my foot, the teacher asked me softly if it hurt. When I said it hurt, the teacher asked the doctor to be gentle. Listening to the teacher's anxious voice, I was moved again...
After the examination, the teacher carefully sent me home, apologized to my mother in person, and even took a CT scan for me. All medical expenses were paid one by one. In this matter, I saw the teacher's care for me.
Whenever I think of this incident, I always burst into tears. These are tears of emotion and tears of gratitude...ah! Teacher Chen Na, you will always be my mentor in primary school. I will always thank you for everything, every thing, and every care you have done for me. You are also the person I want to thank and be thankful for.
The famous saying "The spring silkworms will not be exhausted until they die, and the wax torches will be turned to ashes before the tears dry up." This famous saying is praising those teachers who selflessly devote themselves to their students! Teacher, your love for me will always be in my heart! Your love is like a pure angel that constantly purifies my heart. Your love, like delicious milk, always warms my heart. Your love is like sweet honey that nourishes my heart all the time.
Teacher Li, you are my favorite teacher and the teacher I want to be most grateful for!