I finally look forward to this day. I packed my schoolbag, put on my school uniform, put on my shoes, hummed a little song and skipped to school. As soon as I entered the classroom, I heard the students talking in succession: "Will this new Chinese teacher be fierce?" "Will it hit someone?" Everyone is eager for the new teacher to be a good teacher. As the saying goes, "Seeing is believing" What's the use of hearsay now? I'd better find out before jumping to conclusions.
"ding! Ding! Ding! ..... "The bell rang and the long-awaited Chinese teacher finally came. The teacher came into the classroom with a smile and light steps. At this moment, a pot exploded in the classroom. "Hey? Isn't this the teacher who teaches pen calligraphy? " "I know this teacher!" ..... The new Chinese teacher is tall, medium and thin, with short black hair and many youthful pimples on his face. She is all smiles and looks very kind. Everyone is joking, hiding knives. I'd better be careful Maybe this teacher is fierce!
"Quiet!" The new Chinese teacher spoke. Suddenly, the classroom was so quiet that even a needle could be heard clearly, which was the "quiet" that had never been seen in primary school for five years. Then the teacher cleared his throat and introduced the students. "My name is Liu, so please call me Miss Liu from now on!" ! I hope our teachers and students can help each other and study together in the last school year of this primary school. I also hope that through my efforts, students will develop morally, intellectually and physically. Teacher Liu's inculcation is beautiful, as if the music is so warm and soft.
Teacher Liu is in a hurry to do anything. On one occasion, the teacher has been urging students to pay the money for the art school these days: "The money for the art school should be paid early, and the teacher still has a lot of things to do, please support my work ..." The teacher kept nagging, and the students were impatient. Some students even became impatient and whispered, "I just don't pay. What can you do to me?" "Only know money all day, hum! It's really obsessed with money, and I want to be crazy about money, too! "... is really nonsense. Miss Liu must not be such a person. She is just a little anxious, that's all.
What makes me most happy is that the teacher often praises my beautiful handwriting. Whenever I am praised, my heart is as sweet as eating honey. Teacher Liu's beautiful words have been lingering in my ears, inspiring me to continue my efforts and pass the next level. But I still lag far behind Mr. Liu. Hi! If only I could write a good hand like Miss Liu!
Recently, somehow, Mr. Liu's voice has quietly become hoarse, and it is getting worse and worse. "Pharyngitis" is a common problem of teachers! Maybe the teacher is worried about our study these days? Maybe I was too busy to have a rest before school started and caught a cold ...? However, some students still don't respect the teacher and speak ill of the teacher behind his back. It really shouldn't be. We should study hard and don't let the teacher worry about us. Studying hard is also the biggest reward for teachers.
I found 600 words for the teacher's composition on the Internet. Please tidy yourself up. My teacher's 600-word composition is a person who opens the window of my knowledge and soul. They teach us how to be a man. I met a humorous teacher this semester.
Funny, easy-going and knowledgeable, this is our math teacher-Miss Fang. Mr Fang is tall, with a flat head and bright eyes. He has a pair of blue glasses on his high nose, which makes people feel that he reads widely.
Teacher Fang is lively in class. I still remember that in class, teacher Fang shook a rope for us to see for fear that we didn't understand. When teacher Fang did this action, the whole class burst into laughter. Everyone is talking about this action. Some people say, "This action is like a clown in a circus."
Some said, "This action is the same as that of the boss in Lamian Noodles." Everyone is talking about it.
I was shocked when I didn't know what to do. I don't understand why this point becomes a line. After watching the teacher's actions, the students all understood. This is amazing. In the opening class, Mr. Fang also taught us a poem: "Being centered on all sides, going up and down on all sides, being centered on three sides, crossing the river on one side or two sides, being centered on both sides, climbing stairs every day ... How can I forget such a simple and interesting poem? Another time, when we were listening to the teacher correcting homework, we had to choose "B" in a multiple-choice question, but the teacher said "boy", a monk in Zhang Er-at a loss.
Later, I asked the teacher to know that "boy" means "b" and "dog" means "d", which shows how humorous Mr. Fang is. When the class was over, Mr. Fang was also amiable. Last time, a classmate couldn't solve a math problem, so he went to ask Mr Fang. Teacher Fang saw it and smiled at him. First, he praised him for asking the teacher questions, and then he began to explain the questions with great interest. He first grasped the key points and asked the classmate, and then he explained it in detail.
One minute passed, but there was no impatient expression on Teacher Fang's face. It's been a long time since school, and Mr. Fang finally made the classmate understand why he did it.
You can see how serious teacher Fang is! This is our teacher Fang. She is our teacher in class and our good partner after class. My teacher writes 600 words, and time is like running water, like a high wind, so fast.
In a blink of an eye, I have graduated from primary school for more than a year and am in the eighth grade. However, I often think of my primary school Chinese teacher.
She is about 40 years old, and her face is covered with uneven wrinkles, which makes her look very old. She seldom laughs. In everyone's eyes, he is a strict and good teacher. When I was in primary school 1-2 grade, I had no idea how I got here. I only remember that I seldom ask my classmates to play with me, and my classmates seldom play with me. The teacher ignored me. I studied for two years and got average grades.
However, just when we entered the third grade, our head teacher was replaced by a teacher named Chen. According to other students, she is very strict and teaches well. At first, I didn't care at all. I thought it would be the same anyway.
But just after watching 1 week, I completely changed my opinion of her. Teacher Chen asked us to write a weekly diary every week to exercise our writing level.
Just in time for the Asia-Pacific Mayor Summit, I wrote a composition based on what I saw and heard on TV. A week passed, and on Friday, it was a class to comment on Zhou Ji.
Teacher Chen took a list and solemnly said to us, "Let's invite students who have written well to read your composition." As soon as I finished, I remembered my name. I was surprised: did she read me just now? You don't say! The teacher has never said that my composition is good before.
At this moment, the classmates around me also reminded me: "I am calling you." After listening, I had to go to the podium with Zhou Ji in my hand.
Standing on the platform, I saw a pair of eyes staring at me, my feet were shaking and my lips were sobbing from time to time, because this was the first time I stood on the platform to read my composition, and there were countless questions in my heart: Why should I read it? Are you really calling me? I write very well.
I read slowly, word by word, and then paused. Now I read it wrong and then I read it wrong. This makes me more and more nervous. I look forward to reading it soon. After a long time, I finally read it heavily. There was warm applause from the audience, and my face turned red at once.
Just as I was about to step down, the teacher stopped me: "Tell the students, how did you write it?" This question, I suddenly panicked: what do you mean by how to write it? What should I say? After thinking for a long time, I said hesitantly, "I wrote down everything I saw on TV at that time." I think I must have made a mistake, but I didn't expect Mr. Chen to say to you earnestly, "Well said, students should learn from this classmate."
This article is well written, but it can't be expressed better because of this classmate's poor reading ability. I hope this classmate can practice more after going down. "With a burst of applause, I walked off the stage.
After that day, Mr. Chen's words were imprinted on my mind. I have been practicing reading aloud, hoping to improve. Sometimes in the second week, I was called by the teacher to read the composition again, but through these days' efforts, I read it smoothly, and I was praised by the teacher and classmates.
Since then, more students have played with me, and my grades have improved a lot. I still go to the stage to read the weekly diary every week. This is my heartfelt thanks to Mr. Chen.
Teacher Chen's teaching method is different, but it is very practical: read the weekly diary once a week; Students come to class once a week to evaluate and correct their compositions; Class meetings are held once every few weeks. These are all things that teachers didn't have before. Teacher Chen has greatly increased my courage.
Now that I entered junior high school, I also read the composition, but I didn't hesitate to read the composition for the first time that year. It is so smooth that my face is not red. The writing level has also gradually improved.
Now that I think about it, it's all because of teacher Chen. Without her, I'm afraid even now, I'm still that timid student whose teacher doesn't pay attention. Because of her, I have confidence and study harder.
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Ask my teacher to write a composition. The bell rang like a gust of wind. A teacher came in. She is not tall, with exquisite short hair and bright eyes. She is our head teacher, Miss Chen. Although the term of school is not long, the teacher's help to me is so unforgettable. The most unforgettable thing is to extract homework. You may think it won't be strange. Criticism is nothing more than pointing out shortcomings, demanding correction and being stricter. But this teacher Chen is different. She is so humorous, a few words, a small symbol, which makes me feel ashamed. This made me determined not to make the same mistake again. I always forget to write the date when I extract it, because I forgot to write the date and missed several days. The teacher was disappointed and gave it in the comments. I also drew a sad symbol, "The teacher is so disappointed and sad." I thought to myself, I must correct it. "Maybe bad habits are hard to change. After two days, I forgot to write the date again! But this time, the teacher didn't give me more exclamation marks. I wonder if the teacher is extremely disappointed or helpless. The homework review called me "Ma Daha", but the teacher was not disappointed. He told me that this was the "last time", and a smiley face symbol was a great encouragement to me! I'm really ashamed. When I got the exercise book, my face felt very hot. Teacher, this is the second time I have made the same low-level mistake. You should not call me "Ma Daha", you should call me "xx Daha"! I wrote "Yes! "The teacher's comments are powerful." Teacher, I will correct it. In this way, in my eyes, Miss Chen is educating and helping us in this humorous way, attracting us, making people feel kind and unfathomable. This is our new teacher, Miss Chen.
My teacher wrote 500 words to pay tribute to you, dear teacher! Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland.
You have propped up the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Your lecture is rich and colorful. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a beautiful new world ... Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Teacher, the engineer of human soul, who is not praising you! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness. Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness! Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty.
It is you who shine the beautiful sunshine, moisten the beautiful rain and dew, make our hearts green and full of flowers! You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere. You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest; You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff.
When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water. And when you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water. Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener.
My teacher, this is your art of education. Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people.
The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile. Teacher, you use the noblest feelings of human beings-love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing strength ... sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher.
Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines. There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored.
If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea. And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.
Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step. You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself.
This selfless dedication is unforgettable. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as violent as a rushing river ... Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you! Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! I am too pious to look for words, because the word "teacher" itself is the highest respect in the world.
The deep feelings of the sky and the earth are engraved in my heart and will never be forgotten. Teacher, do you remember me? That naughty and ignorant child.
When you receive this card, you will think that I have come to your side again. Your teaching is the brilliant sunshine shining in my heart, which makes my youth bloom.
Teacher, you inspired me and made me really understand the grace of nature. From then on, I learned every green leaf, every colorful cloud and every spray. After parting, your voice will always echo in my ears for a long time; Your figure often appears in my mind; Your teachings, in my heart forever ... I wish you peace and success on this day that belongs to you! I am not your best student, but you are my most respected teacher.
In your festival, your students wish you eternal youth! The teacher scooped up the water from Tianchi Lake and sprinkled it on the ground to cultivate new seedlings. Dear teacher, your teachings are like spring breeze, like Seo Woo, and you will never forget my heart.
Sincerely bless you: Ankang, Ruyi! You gave me the real meaning of life as bright as gold. After years of polishing and washing, it has become clearer and clearer! The name engraved on the board may not be immortal, and the name engraved on the stone may not be immortal; Your name will be engraved in our hearts forever! Everything in the past will become a kind memory, and everything that has passed away will know its value-I miss the few minutes you took us through. Today, in a distant place, your students fold yesterday you gave into a boat of memory and let it float in the lake of missing ... In the near future, no matter whether I become a tall poplar or a low grass, teacher, I will pay tribute to you with the green of life! May cheerful songs haunt you all the time; May happy years be with you forever.
When we picked the harvest fruit, you left yourself with white hair dyed with chalk dust. I want to look into your eyes again, listen to your lecture again, and shake your hand.
Thank you sincerely, sincerely. Sincere blessing represents a grateful heart.
When you open this little card, may your happiness and wishes be satisfied at the same time! May the teacher, like the high sun, give us warmth, so we love you; Teachers, like the raging sea, give us enthusiasm, and we respect you for it; Teachers, like hardworking gardeners, left us their own fruits, and we respect you for this; Teachers, like loyal scalpers, give us their labor and we will serve you! Li Shangyin, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, has a famous sentence praising the teacher, "Spring silkworms die, and night candles burn the wick", which brings the perseverance, loyalty and dedication of spring silkworms to the extreme and becomes a famous 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 great honor for teachers.
5. An unforgettable teacher who helped my teacher write.
Stepping out of the school gate, I felt a lot of nostalgia. I will never forget my alma mater, teachers and classmates. Of course, the most unforgettable teacher is my Chinese teacher, Mr. Zuo.
Teacher Zuo is a teacher in her fifties, chubby, of medium build, with white hair, just like our grandmother. She is very concerned about every student in the class and treats every student equally. She never dislikes students who don't study well, nor does she favor students who study well. Every time no matter who makes a mistake, Mr. Zuo will criticize him, educate him and reason with him. She talks like a breeze and drizzle.
Teacher Zuo has been our Chinese teacher since the fourth grade. She teaches very seriously and rigorously. She corrects students' homework very carefully. I remember that once teacher Zuo asked us to write a 400-word composition, so I buried myself in it as I liked, for fear that it would slow down the time of having fun after class. I wrote as fast as I could, and finally finished it before class. At noon, my composition book was distributed and opened. Teacher Zuo gave me a "major facelift" composition, deleted bad paragraphs, filled in incomplete sentences and added some words to me. I read the composition revised by the teacher, which is vivid and beautiful. I blushed, ashamed of my perfunctory homework, and asked Teacher Zuo to correct my composition at the expense of lunch break. Teacher Zuo often teaches us to read more, think more and write more.
Teacher Zuo not only taught us knowledge, but also set an example for our life. No matter where I go in the future, I will never forget my beloved teacher Zuo.
Unforgettable teacher
My short primary school career is coming to an end and I will graduate soon. How charming and reluctant primary school life is. Although I entered the class in Grade Three, I have many good memories in these three years. ...
In my primary school life, many teachers and their teaching have benefited me a lot, which I will never forget. However, my most unforgettable teacher is Guo Guiyan. Teacher Guo Guiyan was furious about something, but it was all for our own good. He is serious and solemn. I have great respect for her. I think she wants to be a philosopher, and everything she says has her point.
I clearly remember: once, I was criticized by Mr. Guo and asked me to correct it. Then he kindly said to me, "In fact, you can be better than Tony Leung Ka Fai in your class. If you work hard, you can surpass him. " I feel ashamed to hear that. Tony Leung Ka Fai's grades are better than mine. Can I beat him? My heart is a mess. When I got home, I lay in bed and thought, maybe! It can really surpass Tony Leung Ka Fai among girls. The teacher's words impressed me deeply, and they are still fresh in my memory. Yes! Nothing is difficult to the man who will try. Only by working hard, the difficulty is that you can overcome it one day. My ideal is to be a doctor. For my ideal, I will work hard, come on! Many people are working as hard as I am, and I will make up my mind not to be defeated by depravity and setbacks. Study hard and become a doctor.
People say that teachers are like candles, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! I admire your character and spirit. I will always remember what you said at that time. Whenever I encounter difficulties, I will use this simple sentence to motivate me. Whenever I think of this sentence, your figure always appears in front of me.
Teacher, your words, a look, a gesture, a smile ... seem insignificant, but they are so important to me. This word gave me strength and hope on my way to growth.
When you walk into our school, if you see a middle-aged male teacher, who is tall and big, with small eyes and a sunny face, it must be my physics teacher-Miss Zhou.
Teacher Zhou's smiling face looks like Grandpa Sun painted by a child, which makes us feel so kind!
In class, Miss Zhou always smiles and teaches us to solve problems. Whenever we encounter a difficult problem, he always demonstrates the problem-solving process on the blackboard and recites his famous saying-"There is no big difficulty", and we immediately take the next sentence-"Small difficulties can be overcome!" "There is no difficulty! Don't you think this problem will be solved? " Teacher Zhou smiled and narrowed her eyes into a crescent moon: "So, in the face of difficulties, we must despise it in order to overcome it!" " "Then he gave a hearty laugh. I can't help wondering that a difficult problem has been solved in his hand.
Whenever I encounter setbacks in the future, I will always learn from Mr. Zhou and recite his famous saying: "No matter how difficult it is." . . . . . "
When we made mistakes because we were naughty, Mr. Zhou used another unique way, which was exaggerated by the students as "hiding a knife in a smile."
I remember that time, when we were studying magnetic field, a male classmate sitting in the front row always stretched out his neck playfully and blew the compass on the side of the podium. Without saying anything, Mr. Zhou picked up the compass, walked to the classmates in two steps, put the compass on the table and said with a smile, "You like to blow, then you can blow hard!" "His efforts made us laugh. How is he? Still smiling. Teacher Zhou walked slowly back to the podium and told us a story: "I loved crying when I was a child, and my mother never coaxed me." Every time I cry, she brings me a big basin and says to me,' Crying into the basin is full of tears.' I don't know when it will be full! So I stopped crying right away. "Say that finish just looked at the classmate" hey hey "smiled. Smile so naively, just like a child.
I am always happy when I am with Teacher Zhou! His happiness infected me, so I can always face every moment of life with a smile.
7. My teacher and I are within 1000 words. It seems that my teacher and I are both in full bloom in spring and are not very satisfied.
Lying comfortably on the lawn, watching the sunset, making the old shadows mottled ... remember the first day of school and hurried to school. I am not very familiar with the environment here, and I am not familiar with all the "creatures" here. I'm a little afraid of what will happen here. First, I stand in a row, and then I am divided into classes. I met the head teacher.
I thought my head teacher would be a young teacher with no teaching experience, but the result was beyond my expectation. She is a teacher with rich teaching experience, followed by a five-day military training. During the military training, we were overwhelmed by high-intensity training. The sun is very hot, the sky seems to be on fire and the ground is steaming. In this sultry weather, we are as red as freshly baked roast duck. Even so, Mr. Liu, the head teacher over 40, has only been with us for a few minutes, but it seems to us that he has stood for centuries. During this period, students have been fainting, and the teacher has been washing the face of this classmate and pouring water for that classmate. We are very busy. We see that this kind of scene is more difficult to train. In the inspection at the end of military training, our class has achieved good results. I think Mr. Liu is strutting across the rostrum with us.
The teacher pays more attention to my study. I didn't do very well in the first exam. I'm annoyed. I made up my mind to fight a turnaround and made efforts. I got full marks in the math midterm. Because of pride, the final exam results have dropped a lot. Teacher Liu found me and said to me earnestly, "Are you careless about C 102 Luo Jingjing?" The teacher's words flowed into my heart like a fountain, giving me great hope and encouragement. I am more aware of my own shortcomings, and I made up my mind: "Teacher, I will work hard, so wait for the news of my victory."
Time flies, time flies, and the school year is about to pass. Her eyes are so soft, her smile from time to time and her strict teaching attitude, uncompromising and tough image have already taken root in my mind. She seems relaxed, but it is not easy for us to have good academic performance with the burden on our shoulders, but her optimistic and confident attitude has always infected me and become an inexhaustible motive force for me to overcome my learning difficulties.
I love you, Miss Liu! You are like the rain and dew in spring, nourishing my newly sprouted seeds; You are like a candle that never goes out, show me the way. My respect for you is still my innate love.
8. Give me a composition to thank the teacher. Flowers thank the sun because it nourishes them. The eagle thanks the blue sky, because the blue sky allows it to fly freely; Teacher, I thank you, because you taught me knowledge and made me grow up healthily. Teacher, as your student, I thank you for your selfless dedication to our youth. When we are about to graduate, in order to get into a good school, you fully absorb "water" for us like a sponge. Give us a "small stove" whenever you have time, and often force some students to study. I did not hesitate to bear the title of "fascism". Although in the eyes of some students, Miss Li, my Chinese teacher, plays the role of "fascist", I think as a teacher, she has indeed achieved the goal of "the silkworm dies in spring, and the candle at night is wick-filled". Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as the clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your love is the greatest, the most selfless and the most sacred. But we don't appreciate your kindness and often give you trouble when your feelings are most fragile.
At that time, your husband was ill in hospital. You could have asked for leave to stay with him in the hospital. But you chose to stay and continue to teach us and run from school to hospital every day. Finally, your husband died. You can't worry about us. Come back to us after a few days' rest. In those days, you put a lot of silver thread in your head.
Although we are only the rising sun, we should learn to release warmth and think and act with gratitude to our teachers. After all, the teacher has done too much for us. Madame Curie once said: "No matter how proud a person has achieved, he should drink water and think of his source.". It should be remembered that his teacher sowed the initial seeds for their growth. " Locke thinks: "Gratitude is a kind of spiritual wealth." Rousseau also said: "There is no real virtue without gratitude."
I went back to my alma mater at the weekend, and some small changes took place in the campus during the short summer vacation. It seems that there are more silver lines on the teacher's temples. The teacher seemed very happy to see me coming, saying that our students have grown taller again, and some of them are almost beyond recognition. I bought a small gift for each of the two teachers, representing my deep blessing.
All along, we only know how to take, but we don't know how to be grateful. At the moment when the 23rd Teacher's Day is coming, I want to say to all the respected teachers: Teacher, you have worked hard!
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