Dear Teacher Chen:

Hello!

When the grass grows into a big tree, but the birds flap their wings to explore the future, our six years of primary school life will soon become a thing of the past. No matter how reluctant we are to let go and how attached we are, we are still We must accept the arrangements given to us by fate and throw ourselves into new embraces. We can only put everything about each other in a box to treasure and miss. Everything in memory is beautiful, isn't it?

Six years ago, we were naive and willful. When we cried over trivial things, a white figure made us happy and prepared piles of candies. When we burst into tears and smiled innocently, you also smiled at us happily. You are right, you are that white figure. The angel who fell to earth.

Your smile is filled with too many emotions, and every smile contains your love for us. Even if you don’t say it, every detail in your life has already been expressed.

Remember your smile when a student received a certificate? At that time, you were as kind as our mother, with a smile of relief. I wonder, does that bright red certificate reflect how much hard work you have put in? You just wave your hand and think it’s a student effort. But if you want to improve further, the foundation must of course be solid and solid. You don’t know, that foundation is the most important, it lays the bottom layer of cement for us!

Do you still remember how you laughed when you took "maternity leave" and came back early because of our poor grades? That smile looked like it was forced out. It contains your disappointment that "you hate iron but cannot become steel" and your worry, anxiety and concern for us. It's just that you never imagined that after not seeing each other for a few months, it would be because of this shocking reason. You are tired, but you still have to hold on, turn things around for us, and get back to good shape.

Do you still remember that classmate Huang and Lin in our class got into a fight due to a quarrel? Did you handle this matter with a smile? That smile should be more appropriately described as "wry smile"! It contains your helplessness and your fatigue. It is extremely difficult for you to handle this matter appropriately and impartially! In fact, you just want us to be safe and happy, right? But I am ashamed to say that we cannot even satisfy your little wish.

I still remember that when we "curious babies" flashed our big watery eyes and asked you some weird questions, you always couldn't laugh or cry, as if you wanted to laugh and your stomach hurt. But it seems that in order not to hurt our weak self-esteem and curiosity to explore the problem, we have been holding back the laughter. It contains the excitement in your heart for our innocence, the yearning and familiarity with this feeling. Because a child’s state of mind is the purest and most innocent, isn’t it?

Do you still remember when you dealt with the "novel controversy"? When you mentioned that you loved reading novels when you were a girl, your face suddenly blushed slightly and the corners of your mouth turned up slightly. The smile at that time must be recalling the past of girlish feelings!

It contains your shyness and your understanding. You understand our current mentality. Because you have also experienced that although the novel is unreal, it is a fantasy that makes every girl long for love. You didn't ban us from reading novels like other teachers, you just asked us not to affect our grades.

Do you still remember the bell-like laughter you made while spinning the "hula hoop"? At that time, your mentality must be the same as ours, because your laughter at that time was so beautiful, like the sound of nature with a bit of naughty flavor. The feeling it brings us is so kind, so natural, without any pollution. People can't help but get closer to you, and are attracted by your breath. They no longer regard you as a teacher, but as a confidant who can talk to you. Friends.

Teacher Chen, you have worked hard to educate us, but we cannot make you happy, we will only make you angry and tired. Teacher, we really love you! Our love is the most sincere, please don't question our love, otherwise we will be very sad.

We sincerely say to you: "I'm sorry.

"We have no chance to make you angry anymore. Will you miss every bit of the past? Trust us, we will definitely come back to see you!

Wish you:

Good luck in your career and good health Healthy!

Your student: Huang Yuanyun

August 1

Part 2: A letter to my mentor

Teacher: I remember the first time I saw you, it was on that rainy autumn day when the yellow leaves were flying in the sky. You appeared in my sight as the class teacher of grades one to six in elementary school, with short black hair and a perfect outfit. Black clothes are dignified and elegant, giving people a sense of warmth when they smile, and a sense of seriousness when they don't smile.

At that time, I was accustomed to keeping my own inner world alone, and did not allow outsiders to get involved. At that time, I pretended to be strong to the end, and I also had a tranquility that no one could break, and I didn’t have any unnecessary feelings for you.

The strange thing is that you didn’t neglect me because of my indifference. Caring also made me become a study committee member, in charge of all matters in the class. Whenever there was an opportunity, you would praise me, talk to me, and constantly teach me some basic principles of life. You care about me and take care of me. I know The ice in my heart is so solid, so cold... I also look forward to one day using your enthusiasm to slowly melt it.

Time flies by in your care and my indifference. Six years have passed. I left you and entered junior high school. I have lost much contact with you, but you have never given up your influence and concern for me. I remember you often said: This book of life needs us to pay close attention. If I read it carefully, every smile and tear, every success and hardship, every failure and success will be constantly polished and beautified in my memory, becoming shining pearls and becoming my lifelong treasure. Role model.

As long as there is love, you can carve out the angel in your heart. In my heart, you are the most beautiful angel.

Teacher, in my impression, you have big hands. And my hands are small, your hands can always wrap my hands easily, or cover my whole face, and then I will try hard to break free of my hands or face, but never. I have succeeded.

I always hope that one day we can exchange hands and make my hands bigger and stronger.

I want to hold them. Holding your hand, you are like leaving green seeds in spring, nourishing us seedlings with your warm embrace.

Now, I say goodbye to my childhood, and I understand a lot.

The candle has a heart, it can shed tears and inject sparkling light waves into people; the willow has a heart, it can bow its head in meditation and bring sober green to the sleepy earth; the flowers have a heart, it can float the depth of youth in the sunshine. Fragrance everywhere; people have a heart, and they know how to be grateful.

I have grown up and matured, but the smile on your face has become less and less. I remember a lesson you taught me in primary school. Book: "A smile costs very little, and brings happiness to the person who gives it. A smile is fleeting in just a few seconds, but leaves a lifetime of beautiful memories." "On a person's journey, the best identity card is a smile.

To this day, I still remember the happiest time you smiled, when I saw the classmates in our class each admitted to the ideal middle school. Spark Composition website www.easyzw.com

Teacher, six years have passed, and now you still keep calling and sending me text messages, asking me to study hard.

I don’t either. I know what slides across my head, leaving a moment of splendor, what flows quietly through my heart, cultivating sweet memories, and what gently holds my heart, leaving eternal beauty.

Now I am. Understand that all this is your selfless love and the spirit of silent dedication and asking for nothing in return.

In the ocean of teachers, I will never swim to the end, and I can see it in the mountains of my parents! There are only white clouds, but in fact I am always stepping on your shoulders.

I want to stand at the highest point in the world and shout to all teachers: "Stop your steps! Get out of the pressure and tension of work and choose a stopping point for your life! You are too tired , It’s so hard!”

Teacher: Thank you from the bottom of my heart for everything you have given me, I will always love you!

Part 3: A letter to Teacher Li

Dear Teacher Li:

Hello!

In the first semester of fifth grade, you came to our class and taught us Chinese. Your seriousness and responsibility for your work and your care for us have left a wonderful impression on me. From you, I learned a lot of knowledge, understood many composition skills and methods, and my composition level has been greatly improved. At the same time, under your education, I learned to be a human being, understand and learn to cherish maternal love. Here, I want to say to you: Teacher, thank you!

I remember that when you first took over our class, I was a little disgusted with you because you assigned a lot of compositions and were very strict. One article after another made me dizzy. Once, just because the essay was not drafted as required, you left me in school to rewrite it after school was over at noon. I was very angry, furious, and unconvinced. I thought you were making things difficult for me, and tears welled up in my eyes. However, after a long time, I realized your good intentions, because our composition skills are very poor. As the saying goes, "a strict teacher will produce a good disciple." Now, under your strict requirements, my writing level has been greatly improved. I really want to thank you. Teacher, without your strictness and demandingness, there would be no progress that I have made today; without your careful guidance, there would be no such rapid progress in my homework! Really, teacher, I want to say to you sincerely: Teacher, thank you!

Teacher, I want to thank you! You not only helped me study, but also taught me how to be a good person.

Teacher, I really admire you! You are very humorous and have a lot of "cunning ideas". Whenever your classmates make mistakes, you will always criticize them tactfully, and your classmates also like you for this. Once, you made up a story to criticize some classmates for their messy desks. When your eyes turned to me, the classmates all turned their eyes to me, which made me feel ashamed and wanted to stick my head in the drawer. Although I felt humiliated at the time, I have since learned to take care of myself and have never made the table look like a "pig's nest" again.

That time, you assigned an exercise titled "×××, I want to tell you." When I was writing the first draft, I wrote in the article that my mother taught me how to ride a bicycle. After I fell, my mother not only did not come forward to help me, but also yelled at me to get up by myself. In her words, I was full of feelings for my mother. He complained and resented, and said, "My mother doesn't love me at all." During a class break two days later, you called me to the corridor and said to me earnestly: "My child, composition is a human being! It was not easy for your mother to raise you up. How could you hate her? Do you want to Have you ever asked me to go home and read your article "Between Kindness and Severity"? , and asked me to write it again after reading it. When I got home, I opened the campus network, found your blog and read it carefully. I finally understood why you asked me to read your article, and truly understood what maternal love is. I successfully completed that exercise and got your approval. Praise. After my mother found out, she was even more grateful and respectful to you.

Teacher, you taught me how to be a human being. You made me understand and learn - to be a human being, you must understand and learn to cherish family affection and true love.

From then on, whenever I finished my homework, I would take the initiative not to help my mother with housework; when my mother was tired, I would rub her back, and when she was thirsty, I would bring her tea; and as you said, teacher, I would do my own thing. I rarely let my mother worry about it...

Thank you, dear teacher, it is you who let me understand the greatness of maternal love, it is you who taught me how to practice, and it was you who taught me how to be a good person. ...

Thank you, dear teacher, for the care and love you give me! Thanks!

Wish you:

Good health! Happy work!

Your student: Huang Keyue

Part 4: A letter to the teacher

Teacher Wen:

Hello! I am your student Liu Xuan. You started teaching us from the fourth grade to the sixth grade. Did you know? Before you came, my English was very poor. I didn’t like English at all, nor did I like the classes taught by the English teacher. Therefore, my English scores were not good at all and I had never passed the high school entrance examination. point. However, after you came, your novel and unique teaching methods made me have a strong interest in English. You often use the method of drawing smiling faces in class, which makes the four groups of us have the mentality of chasing after each other, and we become more motivated to study. My English scores gradually improve, and you also elected me to be the English study committee member, so that I manage the class and supervise them. I like and love this job very much. I always run to the English office from time to time, looking for something else to do.

You are the most kind and friendly teacher I have ever met. Once again, because there was no English class that day, you asked me to give me my English homework for noon, but I forgot about it. When I got home at noon, I suddenly I remember that in the afternoon, I came to your office anxiously. You didn't scold me, but just knocked my little head and said: "You must remember it next time, otherwise, I will ask your dad to treat me to a meal." A meal." (My dad is also from our school) I breathed a sigh of relief.

Another time, I put the collected homework books on your desk for you to correct. As I was about to leave, I saw two oranges placed on your desk, and I couldn't help but get greedy. Looking straight into my eyes, you see me like this. He smiled and gave me the two oranges.

You are the strictest teacher I have ever seen. Once, a classmate whispered quietly when you were explaining the test paper, but he still did not escape your "dazzling eyes". Without saying a word, you gave him another English assignment on the spot - copy the entire test paper. We were immediately silent, fearing that we would also be punished for copying the test papers.

Another time, because a classmate owed his homework, I reported his "deeds" to you. You asked me to put his name on it immediately, and asked me to call her to your school immediately. In your office, I thought there must be a good show to watch. In order to watch the good show, I also entered your office, but I didn't expect that you were more "vicious" than I thought. You asked him to call the parents to come over. In this matter, the students who helped me also behaved a lot, and few of them missed the homework.

You are also the teacher who keeps the most secrets from students that I have ever seen. Once, I found that there was a classmate in the class who was both a student and a parent. I hurriedly reported it to you. After hearing this, you asked me to "invite" that classmate into the office. I thought to myself: It's over, I'm the one who told the teacher. Yes, the teacher will definitely tell me that I exposed him, otherwise. What reason does the teacher have for "inviting" him to the office? If he knew, he would definitely not let me go. But I didn't expect that you kept the secret for me. You said: "I suddenly found that your parents' signatures were different from before. I didn't really believe it. You also said to call me and prove it to me." After hearing this, the classmate's "psychological defense" suddenly collapsed and he had to be honest. After explaining his behavior, you punished him severely before letting him go. With this example, the atmosphere in the class has improved a lot.

Teacher Wen, I know that you have high expectations for me.

He stood up and said confidently: "In section 3, 'Learning Chinese must rely on one's own strength', it is wrong." "This classmate observed very carefully, but there is a mistake here." Teacher Yao said excitedly while This sentence was written on the blackboard, and he said with a smile: "The mistake has been found, but how can we correct it appropriately? Let's think about it carefully." The students searched for the most appropriate words, After a while, hands were raised one by one. The teacher wrote all the words everyone proposed on the blackboard, such as "perseverance", "ability", "effort"... it was dizzying. But which one should be used? The students were worried. Teacher Yao had some idea and held a bidding election. In the end, his "hard work" won the approval of the majority of people, so it was passed. Teacher Yao told us: "In ancient times, Mencius said, 'It is better to have no books than to believe in books.' This tells us that we cannot blindly believe in books. We must have autonomy in learning, have our own unique opinions, and dare to doubt." But do you think you should read this book?” “Don’t read it,” the students replied in unison. We thought we would be praised, but Teacher Yao wrote another sentence: "No gold is pure, and no one is perfect." "You must read this book, and read it carefully. This book is very good." Well, we can’t abandon it just because it has some minor shortcomings! I think ‘No one is perfect, no one is perfect’, only those who have shortcomings are lovely, and reading this book will be of great benefit to you...” Then , Teacher Yao introduced us to this "Chinese" book.

My third impression of Teacher Yao: humor. The teacher not only loves to laugh, but also loves to make others laugh. Your exaggerated body language and humorous words made us laugh from time to time. You only need to listen to the bursts of hearty laughter coming from our classroom to know how effective your humor is.

A cold and good teacher. I think under your guidance, we will definitely achieve excellent results.