Impressions after reading "Hello Teacher, My Good Teacher" 1
Like the spring breeze turning into rain, like the warm sun in winter, like a navigation beacon... The beloved teacher leads us to grow. , grow into pillars of the country. Ah, teacher, you have been with us since childhood, taking us to bathe in the sunshine of knowledge, and taking us to explore the unknown world ahead. Teacher, you care, care and lead us, allowing us to grow from ignorant and ignorant children to today's practical and energetic teenagers!
Teachers are people who can be seen everywhere in life. They are also people who teach us all the time but are most easily forgotten in the future. They are like the spring rain that "sneaks into the night with the wind and moistens things silently". They make selfless contributions to people and drive us forward in obscurity. They are tolerant and caring for us and treat the problems we encounter in our growth with an understanding attitude. , let go of yourself and communicate with us from the perspective of friends.
In the book, that is also in life, the ordinary teachers we teach and educate people. When the earthquake came, they used their own teacher's unique love and selflessness to prop up the sky of hope for the children: Zhang Jianmin, Xiang Qian, Zhang Mia, Yuan Wenting... one teacher after another, they built a Great Wall of Love with their own flesh and blood! In the classroom, the teacher stood in front of the small podium and taught us with his love. That figure and that podium may seem small, but in fact they embody the endless love of teachers that is as exaggerated as heaven and earth!
Today, the teachers worked selflessly and selflessly for our growth, giving every trace of their love and care. Perhaps, when we grow up, we will become them, in front of that podium, teaching ignorant children like us.
Like rain in the spring breeze, like the warm sun in winter, like a navigation beacon... The teacher leads us to grow and has given countless cares. Please let us pay tribute to our beloved teacher and say from the bottom of our hearts: Hello, teacher, my good teacher! Thoughts on reading "Hello Teacher, My Good Teacher" 2
When passing by the park, we can often see hardworking gardeners working hard to water the flowers in the garden under the scorching sun. Such a scene Can't help but remind me of teachers. Teachers work so hard every day. They always put students first and leave the best to them. Today, let us get closer to the teachers and feel the silent greatness of ordinary teachers.
At 14:28 on May 12, 20xx, Xiang Qian, an English teacher at Longju Central Primary School in Shifang City, Sichuan Province, was leading the students to read the text. Suddenly, the classroom began to shake violently, and the fluorescent lights and ceiling kept shaking. Fall down. "Classmates, there's an earthquake, run out quickly!" She shouted eagerly to the classmates who were stunned by the sudden disaster. She also called on the children to run out quickly, and ran to the end of the classroom, shouting without hesitation. Bu rushed towards the three students in the corner, hugged them and rushed out the door. However, at this moment, the entire teaching building collapsed, and Xiang Qian and her classmates were buried in the rubble. At that moment, Teacher Xiang Qian kept holding the children tightly in her arms...
Yesterday, she was just an ordinary teacher, doing sacred but inconspicuous tasks day after day. She has the job of teaching and educating people, but today, she used her flesh and blood to build a great wall of love that will never fall, and used the last silent lesson in her life to light up the children's spiritual path to the future. road! At the moment of the disaster, many teachers gave up the chance to escape and used their own blood and lives to protect their teachers, build their souls, and strive to give children a chance to survive. This allowed us to once again understand the "teacher's ethics" The two words are broad and noble!
Yan Caihong, a lecturer at Shanghai Jiao Tong University, is just an ordinary circuit analysis teacher. When he learned that he had terminal lung cancer, he wanted to impart all his knowledge to his students at once. When he finally had to put down the chalk in his hand, his eyes were full of helplessness and sadness.
"Now, I have made many friends, and I will actively raise my hands to speak in class. These are the testimonies and results of the teacher's hard work! Teacher, I love you!
Teacher, although we are only in a round now Mingyue, but because of you, we understand many truths and learn a lot of knowledge. Thank you, teacher, we will always love and admire you! Thoughts on reading "Hello Teacher, My Good Teacher" 4
Everyone has his or her own teacher, who protects you, cares for you, and guides you from an ignorant child to a high-spirited young man. The teacher is ordinary and great, like the spring breeze of rain and the warm sun in winter. Like a navigation beacon...
A teacher named Gesandji traveled through mountains and rivers to escort her children home during the holidays, and finally sent them home safely. She and The husband went to the village to encourage students to study, and they did not return home to Lhasa with their son until the ninth day of the holiday. Teacher Zhang Jianming was injured by a falling stone during a sudden earthquake for the safety of his students. The students saw it and saluted him one after another... After reading these stories, I was deeply moved. It is so great that these teachers can make infinite sacrifices for their students.
Old Professor Lin Junde is so great! The great cause of the motherland, he still insisted on working at the last minute of his life; Teacher Dong Dafang used his own unique way to give those naughty students the motivation to study; Teacher Tao Xingzhi solved the problem with short words and four candies There was a fight...
What these teachers did was to cultivate the next generation and make the country stronger!
Teachers dedicated their lives like candles. Burning myself, illuminating the students, I want to say 'Hello, teacher! ' Thoughts on reading "Hello, Teacher, My Good Teacher" 5
This semester I read "Good Teachers in China" "The reader "Hello Teacher - My Good Teacher" was deeply moved by the good teachers in it: Huang Zongquan, the teacher who carried the banner, Zhu Jianfan, the famous teacher of the generation, Gesandji who escorted the children, the first female teacher who broke the Hongyao... ...like the spring breeze transforms into rain, like the warm sun in winter, like a navigation beacon...describes our teachers and their ordinary greatness?
Let’s talk about our teacher Chen! Teacher Chen teaches our Chinese class and is also a class teacher and counselor. From this position, you can tell how busy Teacher Chen is. However, every day in class, Teacher Chen does not give me the feeling of being rushed or careless. It seems that she has already expected and prepared. He always prepares the exercises early. He always seems to be able to see in our minds, and our error-prone words can always be summarized and distributed to our hands at the end of the semester or mid-term. Who didn't learn that unit well? Who didn't understand it today? This is our teacher Chen, a careful and capable teacher. > Teacher Chen almost never reads when giving lectures, and seems to know the text by heart. She can always start from the text and talk about Chinese studies, about being a person and doing things, about civilized etiquette, about respecting the elderly and caring for the young... She is like a big wordless book that we can never finish reading, and there are always surprises for us. . She can talk about the books we have never read, and she can explain to us the reading comprehension that we can't figure out. She can understand the words and words that we don't know, just ask. She is our walking dictionary. This is our Teacher Chen, a "universal" good teacher with rich knowledge.
People often say that a strict teacher makes a good disciple. In fact, our teacher Chen is also very strict in class. No, the "little braid" in our class always likes to talk and finish things in class. As long as he is seen by Teacher Chen's sharp eyes, "Little Pigtail" will definitely receive a careful persuasion, and finally the toy will be confiscated (it will be returned to him after school, and he will be told not to bring it to school again next time). I made a mistake in writing a word in basic training, and Teacher Chen put a red circle on it. "How could she catch my typo in such a big page?" I couldn't help but said to myself. He was also ordered to make immediate corrections. Whose homework contains typos, and the text mentioned cannot be memorized? Nothing could escape her notice.
Teacher Chen is very strict, but we are not afraid of her, because after school, Teacher Chen is like a kind mother. After class, she often told us about safety, civilized etiquette, celebrity learning and inspirational stories. She also took us to swim in the sea of ??books, hold debate competitions, and go to the book market together... I remember one time, the "little handsome guy" in our class My eyes were red and swollen for some reason and even bled a little. Teacher Chen rushed to the classroom after hearing the news. Without saying a word, he picked him up and walked away, asking for the reason as he walked. When the "little handsome boy" was brought to the infirmary, Teacher Chen squatted on the sofa in exhaustion, still panting, with sweat on his forehead. After bandaging, he poured warm water to wash his face and drink medicine with hot water. He comforted him: "My child, it's okay, don't be afraid." "You are a brave man." Later, he invited the handsome boy's parents and gave him a sincere admonishment for the perpetrator's impulsive behavior. How could we be afraid of such a loving teacher?
Teacher, I want to say to you: "Thank you!" When we grow up and succeed, please don't forget the grower of the seeds of success-our teacher. Don’t forget the teachers who cared about our growth as much as our parents or even more than our parents. Thoughts on reading "Hello Teacher, My Good Teacher" 6
In the past few weeks, after reading this book "Hello Teacher, My Good Teacher", I have a deep understanding .
Among them, these are the stories that impressed me the most; the first one is about Uncle Lin Junde in the last charge. What moved me was that the 74-year-old Uncle Lin Junde not only had four tubes inserted into his body, but also wore an oxygen mask. However, in the last three days of his life, he completed the most difficult and painful death in his life. A charge! This makes me feel that Uncle Lin Junde is not only a famous expert, but also a good and conscientious teacher! The second article that moved me was Teacher Yuan Wenting on page 39. In order to save the two remaining students in the class who had not yet come out, her body was smashed into two pieces and her face became bloody. I was moved because she, who was originally an ordinary teacher, used her own flesh and blood to build a city wall for the children that would never collapse, and used her life to give the children a way to live. ! The third article that moved me was Uncle Caihong on page 44. That’s because after the examination, Uncle Caihong was confirmed to have advanced lung cancer, but he insisted on taking the students to class. In the end, Uncle Caihong’s cancer cells spread and a large area of ??water accumulated in his skull. On March 12, 20xx, He passed away with apologies to his students. The fourth article that moved me was Uncle Huang Yafei on page 75 of "The Excellence". That's because although all five fingers on his left hand are missing, he only has two stump fingers on his right hand that are less than the length of an ordinary person. But he used his remaining hands to work persistently as a teacher and class teacher in a remote primary school at the foot of Dafeng Mountain in northern Hunan for 40 years, and trained more than 1,900 students. Uncle Huang Yafei also relied on his tenacity and perseverance to develop commendable calligraphy. He also insisted on attending two classes a week. From these every move, we can see Uncle Huang Yafei's dedication to his own excellence over the past 40 years. How noble and great is the selfless dedication pursued! The fifth article that moved me was that the third teacher in the first class on page 78, Uncle Gao Hongbing, was teaching students. because. Although Uncle Gao Hongbing lost his hands, he did not give in to fate and persisted and persevered with his dreams and his own abilities. He also practiced table tennis, learned swimming, learned calligraphy and other skills. Uncle Gao Hongbing’s strength and perseverance, and his spirit of not bowing down in the face of difficulties are worth learning from!
By reading this book "Hello Teacher, My Good Teacher", I understand a lot of truths and how much the teacher cares about us, takes care of us, and protects us. In the end, I also let I feel that the teacher’s love for us is deeper than the sea! So we must study hard and use excellent results to repay the teacher for educating us! Thoughts on reading "Hello Teacher, My Good Teacher" 7
In the ocean of memory, I raised my sail and searched for past events and characters.
Ah, I saw it, I saw the person who had worked hard to enlighten me without paying any attention to it - the teacher.
After I finished reading the book "Hello Teacher, My Good Teacher", I was moved to tears. Because I found many good teachers around us. Some of them "sent" children from the depths of the mountains out of the mountains; some left their beloved education forever in order to save the lives of students during the earthquake; and some teachers relied on the way of life to cultivate They have been the pillars of the motherland for generations... My teacher loves us as much as they do, and puts all his hopes on us; just like what Mr. Tao Xingzhi said, "come with a heart in hand, without "Go with half a blade of grass" without asking for anything in return. It is precisely because of the selfless dedication of the teachers that the construction and development of the motherland have been supported and guaranteed, and it has been able to transform from a poor and backward country into the world's second largest economy. No matter whether the students they teach are beggars or rich people, they will not ask for any compensation; the most important thing is their feelings for us.
I remember that when I was in the first grade of elementary school, I didn’t understand anything and was very introverted. I didn’t dare to play with other children. The teacher seemed to see through my thoughts. After class, he started to get close to me and get to know me. Gradually, I started to play and play with the children; I seemed to be a different person, and my academic performance was also quite good. I only occasionally recite two famous quotes, but they can be recited in pieces; and I am often absent-minded when writing a composition, and even end it hastily in the middle of writing. There are so many bad habits that the teacher sees in his eyes and feels anxious in his heart. A few days later, the teacher came to the classroom with a copy of "The Complete Collection of Excellent Compositions for Primary School Students", and she quietly put the book into my drawer. After class, I discovered this book and read it carefully. The strange and touching stories in the book deeply attracted me. The teacher came to me and told me: "Some people have used books as a ladder of progress to continuously improve themselves, and some people have used books as their partners to constantly make friends and expand their knowledge..." The teacher also hopes that You can read more books and treat them as food to keep yourself hungry!" I nodded in understanding. Since then, I have fallen in love with books, improved my composition and creative writing, and my heart is full of gratitude to the teacher. Thank you, teacher!
The floating thoughts are like a spinning wheel, spinning out my gratitude to the teacher, spinning out my longing for the teacher, spinning out... No words can express it!
Teacher - what a great word! You have dedicated yourself silently to us without asking for any reward. I can only use Li Bai's three-point poetry and Qi Baishi's three-point painting to describe my good teacher and his amiable smile!
The star that always shines in my heart - teacher. Thoughts after reading "Hello Teacher, My Good Teacher" 8
"Books are like medicine, and good reading can cure stupidity." I think everyone has their favorite books, and I am no exception. .
I like to read the book "Hello Teacher, My Good Teacher". The stories in the book make me deeply moved. Teacher, you grow up with us, you care, lead, and guide us from dawn to dusk; we are bathed in the sunshine and rain of knowledge, exploring the unknown and colorful world... It is you, the beloved teacher, who are the most important in our ordinary life. On the job, he is diligent and sincere in his dedication, and has composed a magnificent ode to education. Cultivate batch after batch of talents who will build the pillars of the motherland; only through relay inheritance from generation to generation can the motherland’s astonishing rapid development and brilliant achievements be achieved.
The ancients said: If your body is jade, you will not do what you are told; if your body is not upright, you will not follow orders. Teachers who are liked, admired, and set good examples for students. Their charm, moral character, words and deeds... all exude infinite charm. Reading it over and over again allowed me to review the glorious achievements of many teachers. Tao Xingzhi took "holding a heart in his hand without taking half a blade of grass" as his lifelong motto to explore a new path for education in our country. In order to save the lives of six students, teacher Yin Xuemei opened her arms at the critical moment and pushed the students to the side of the road with all her strength. However, she was knocked far away by the car and left forever. She is indeed a good teacher.
The book writes about a good teacher who devotes himself silently to his ordinary job and sincerely cares and cares for his students. He not only “helps the poor” in life and “helps intelligence” in learning, but also spiritually. "Supporting ambition", "supporting morality" morally, and "supporting health" psychologically.
This book made me know how great the teacher is and how noble the teacher is. My story with this book will never end, it will stay with me for the rest of my life. Thoughts after reading "Hello Teacher, My Good Teacher" 9
The book "Hello Teacher, My Good Teacher" introduced me to many excellent teachers: Tao Xingzhi, a model teacher, He devoted his whole life to China’s education; Huang Zongquan, the “carrying bamboo pole teacher”, supported the entire school with a carrying bamboo pole and supported the dreams of countless children deep in the mountains to go to school; the heroic teacher Zhang Mia, in the earthquake He used his own flesh and blood to firmly guard the door of life for his students... My heart was deeply shaken by these respectable teachers, and I couldn't help but think of my teacher.
She is of medium height, with a thin figure, a pair of bright and big eyes, and her smile is like a sunflower full of sunshine. She has many "masks". When she is angry, she is as scary as a tiger; when she is happy, she is as beautiful as a blooming flower; when she is giving lectures, she is as serious as a leader... She is our class teacher, Teacher Zhao.
"Xu Binning!" Look! Teacher Zhao got angry again, "What's wrong with you? Where's the homework I asked you to make up yesterday? Just write a few words. If you don't write every day, you might as well stay at home!" We were too scared to speak anymore. I quietly raised my head, and there were already less obvious wrinkles on the teacher's face. I lowered my head silently and listened to the teacher's instructions quietly, thinking: I will have to do my homework in the future. The teacher has put in a lot of effort for us, preparing lessons, attending classes, correcting homework... Wrinkles have crawled on her young face. On her face, the chalk dyed the hair on her temples white. All I can do now is study hard and repay my teacher's kindness.
Because I like Teacher Zhao, I will be very attentive in her classes. Teacher Zhao’s class is very attractive. In addition to her clear and melodious explanations, she also guides us to ask some questions worth exploring, and then lets the students find the answers themselves first. Students are not active in speaking in class because they are afraid of being criticized if they say something wrong. Teacher Zhao knew about it and encouraged us to speak boldly. It didn't matter if we were wrong. The teacher said: "As long as you raise your hand and speak, it means you have thought. I like children who like to use their brains best!" Not to mention, this trick is quite effective, and more and more students are answering questions in class.
At the end of last semester, there were only a few days left before the exam, and everyone was reviewing nervously. Teacher Zhao had to lead everyone to review, which was very hard and her throat was inflamed, but she still insisted on teaching us with her hoarse voice and did not delay our lessons. I am very touched by Teacher Zhao’s spirit. She is a role model for teachers, and a role model for all our students in Class 52!
Teacher, you are like a candle, burning yourself and illuminating us; you are like chalk, sacrificing yourself and leaving behind knowledge. You are the most respectable person on the three-foot podium. Please allow me to say to you: "Teacher Zhao, I love you!" Thoughts on reading "Hello Teacher, My Good Teacher" 10
After reading "Hello Teacher, My Good Teacher", this book has benefited me a lot.
It is the teacher who has cultivated our little seedlings that have just broken out of the ground into tall and strong trees. The teacher watered us, fertilized us, and took good care of us. Lesson 11 in this book Teacher Dong Dafang respects students. That’s why she was named a “special teacher” and one of the “ten outstanding students” in the country because there is no word “poor student” in her dictionary. In her eyes, students There is never a distinction between good and bad. There are many teachers, such as Teacher Tao Xingzhi. He only used four candies to skillfully change a boy's heart from a bad mind to a sunny one. Teacher Si Xia used herself to protect Wang Qiang's self-esteem; there was also a teacher who used his arms to protect two young lives during the earthquake; another teacher who even had terminal cancer still taught the students the last lesson class.
Teachers are the kindling that ignites the hearts of students. I also think of Teacher Chen who has been working for us from the first grade to the fifth grade. We now all memorize 20 ancient Chinese poems and more than 100 poems. Ancient poetry is inseparable from our teacher Chen’s daily efforts.
Thank you, my teacher Chen, for you are our school’s Mother Chen. Under your guidance, we have grown up physically, knowledgeablely, talentedly, and grown up healthily.
There are now more than 15 million teachers, and there are 300 million growing teenagers in China. I am also one of them. When I grow up, I will do my best to repay the motherland.