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The teacher helped me write a composition.
1. Write a 400-word composition on the topic "My teacher taught me ()". I still remember that when I was in the third grade, picture books were particularly popular, and they came out one after another, such as Wulongyuan, Doraemon, Poké mon ... I was naturally involved in the "book tide" without reading those exaggerated cartoons and funny words. Adults are against us, but we are extreme. So we launched a protracted guerrilla war with the adults. After one thing, I changed my mind.

I was watching Wulongyuan that day when suddenly a pair of eyes appeared in front of me. I looked up, ah, teacher! I'm screwed! But the teacher actually said, "Isn't it beautiful? I have a book to lend you! " I paused and said, "Good." After school, the teacher handed me a book. "Take a good look." I read the title of the book, How Steel was Tempered. I didn't understand it for a moment, so I took it home to see it.

I went home and looked at it, and I was immediately attracted. The hero Paul Chakokin's "steel" is so strong and unbreakable. Paul and I cried together, laughed together, laughed together, and felt sad together ... When I closed the book, I couldn't help but think about it and whispered "steel". I also want to be steel. I made a promise.

In the later days, I broke up with vulgar and naive picture books. I fell in love with those heavy books. Reading a famous book is talking to the people in it. I read Robinson Crusoe and Robinson told me to learn to stand on my own feet. I read The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, and Tom told me that only exploration can have "treasure". You can't read books casually, and it's useless to read too many cartoons. I thank my teacher for teaching me to read.

The teacher taught me a semi-propositional composition of about 400 words. The teacher taught me to be tolerant of a trivial sentence, a small detail, a small kindness, which may make people move for a lifetime.

I remember that shortly after I entered junior high school, my math test score was only 67. I was stunned when I saw the score at the beginning of the word "6"-how to complete the task of signing the test paper? The bright red score is looking at me coldly, and I seem to feel my father's heavy slap on me. I cried and threw that terrible test paper aside, and the more I thought about it, the more scared I became. ...

Trembling feet moved into the house like lead. Everything in front of me is as calm as usual. Mom and dad are eating at the table. When they saw me coming back, they asked, "You're back." "Well," I replied hastily and nervously. Run into his room.

I have been silently asking myself, how can I complete the task of signing the test paper? Sign it! No, I did badly in the exam. Not signing? No, the teacher has to check in the afternoon ... As time went by, I hesitated, looked at the clock on the wall, and then looked at my father, who was watching TV on the sofa. What will happen if I sign my father's autograph? ..... I dare not think. Finally, I walked out of the house with a little anxiety.

After entering the classroom, the teacher came soon and checked the math papers for the students one by one. I sat in my seat in fear and trembling, and carefully took out the test paper that my parents had not written. My heart pounded when I saw the teacher approaching. Tantan Tantan teacher finally came to my side.

"Hui Mei, why don't you sign?" Because ... because there's nobody at home. I stammered back to the teacher. I know I lied, and I dare not look the teacher in the eye. But I can feel that the teacher knows that I am lying, so I can only wait for the teacher's criticism in panic; Suddenly, the teacher said, "I believe you ..." When I looked up, I saw the teacher's trusting and encouraging eyes. My heart finally calmed down, and I thought sweetly: Teacher, thank you for tolerating my timidity and maintaining a classmate's self-esteem in front of the whole class.

After the exam, the teacher walked briskly to the podium and said, "Students, it doesn't matter if some people did well and some didn't do well in this exam. Good grades make you more confident; Poor grades can still spur your progress. I just hope that parents can understand their children's learning situation and help them better. Signature is not for parents to reprimand and beat their children. You have to understand this. " Finally, she paused and said, "So, I believe any self-motivated classmate! No matter whether the results are good or not, I believe they will face the results honestly and continue to work hard! "

I heard the last sentence, and my whole body was full of strength. Yes, I can't face bad grades. It is shameful to escape because of poor grades. When I looked up and smiled at the teacher again, I thought to myself: I'm going back to register and apologize to the teacher. I looked up at the teacher and found that the teacher was smiling at me, feeling no blame.

It's been a while, but the impression in my mind is getting deeper and deeper. The teacher taught me to treat others equally with an inclusive heart, which made me understand what love is, which is more profound than any preaching.

The teacher taught me how to learn to be grateful. One day, my parents and I went to the library to buy books. I saw a book in the library called "Learn to be grateful". I thought it was good, so I bought it.

As soon as I got home, I opened the book and saw it on the first page, thanking the teacher for teaching us knowledge. Once upon a time, there was a little girl whose family was poor, and her parents spent a lot of money to send her children to primary school. Their teacher teaches them knowledge seriously. In a few months, the final exam is coming. The little girl listened to the teacher carefully in the exam, so she would do it. As a result, it's time for the family report. The teacher got a good score of 100, plus her usual performance. He got a "three good" student and went home to tell his parents. My parents said I was really happy for you, and the girl was very happy. That's the content.

After reading so many articles, I like the article on the first page best, which introduces the benefits of knowledge.

Let's say to the teacher: thank you for teaching us knowledge.

The teacher helped me write 500 words. His character has two sides: one is cold and the other is funny. He likes to shout loudly. As soon as he entered the classroom, he shouted, "Go to class!" " Enough to scare us half to death.

Who is he? He is my father and the Chinese teacher in our class.

This class is about talking, but my father makes a hullabaloo about When he first took over our class, his classmates had only one word for him:-fear! After class, the students surrounded me and said, "Sunny, your father is so horrible in class, why is he so loud?" "Sunny, when your father asked me to answer questions in class just now, I trembled with fear." ... I expressed my dissatisfaction with my father, but my father casually said, "I just took your class, and you are not used to it!" " But soon, I found that my classmates' views on him changed, because my father tried to make friends with us, and several classmates and I often went to his office to make tea and chat!

Dad's class is very interesting. He always uses humor to stimulate our interest in learning. For example, the composition in our class is always wordy, so in the composition class, my father will explain to us how to describe it with concise sentences. He said, "The more you write, the better. Just make it clear what you want to say, and kick out the irrelevant content in the center of the article. For example, I tell you: "I was born in the first snow of 1969, and I am waiting for the No.2 bus ... Then," I am waiting for the No.2 bus, don't bother, just know when I was born. " ... "In that class, we not only had fun, but also mastered writing skills under the guidance of our father.

This is the Chinese teacher in our class. His educational methods are different. We all like such a humorous Chinese teacher.

5. Composition "Such a Teacher" 450 words As the saying goes: Fish can't live without water, birds can't live without trees, and my growth path can't live without teachers. In my study, I was deeply impressed by such a teacher. She has curly hair and bright eyes. She is very serious about her homework, and she is strict about quality and writing. She can't be careless at all. She must write carefully on the paper. She is my Chinese teacher, Miss Ran. Every time in class, Mr. Ran looks at us with clear eyes and smiles and gives us lectures. Her reading sounds are sometimes like tinkling springs, and sometimes like ups and downs, which makes people never tire of listening. When Mr. Ran wrote it, line by line was uniform, as if it were a glittering picture scroll, which made me never tire of it. I like the uniqueness of Miss Ran. Teacher Ran also taught us how to summarize the meaning of the paragraph and how to understand the meaning of the full text. When we didn't understand, Mr. Ran explained it clearly to us and made it our nutrition bit by bit. Teacher's love is as warm as a quilt, your love is more dangerous than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and your love is the most selfless and greatest! I remember that at that time, I didn't have a great advantage in writing. It was Mr. Ran who gave me great encouragement and patient counseling. Gradually, you gave me confidence and stood on the brilliant podium several times. It's you, your patience, your guidance, which made me have such achievements, and you gave me such confidence! I love my teacher more. I will repay your selfless dedication and hard work with excellent results! I love you.-Miss Ran.

6. My teacher's 450-word composition My teacher's 450-word composition How should Teacher Lin write that we have moved from naivety to maturity and from ignorance to civilization? It is the teacher who tirelessly illuminates our way forward with the torch of life.

Teachers are one of the most common occupations, and also one of the greatest and most sacred occupations. The teacher took great pains to pay for us, but we didn't really appreciate the teacher's pains when things came to a head.

Teachers pay for us without asking for anything in return, but if we really want to return, we will work hard and study as hard as possible. This is what teachers like to see most, and it is also the best reward for teachers. Accept a drop of water when necessary, and I will repay your kindness with spring water. Study hard and report to the teacher like a piece of Wang Yang!

My primary school math teacher, Miss Lin, deserves to be a good teacher. Although he is old, he is still motivated and tireless, giving up his lunch break to help us, and he can always see the shadow of teaching students to solve problems during recess. Year after year, day after day.

He has been tutoring us all day, without any special circumstances. Mr. Hu is often busy for us. He just sat in the chair and fell asleep as soon as his head touched the back of the chair, but he soon woke up. I once asked him how you woke up so quickly. Teacher Hu said, "I'm afraid I'll sleep too long and miss your tutoring." This is the case with Mr. Hu, but we have never heard of what happened to him.

China150,000 teachers have worked tirelessly to educate 300 million teenagers. What a heavy and arduous job it is! But they never back down, because they understand that only under their loyal instruction can we grow up physically and mentally, and finally become useful talents and make contributions to the country and society.

7. The instruction given to me by the composition teacher in primary school looked at the leaves that had been falling like butterflies outside the window and restored the infinite blue; Those once eclipsed flowers have returned to colorful; Year after year, these geese go back to their old place to avoid winter ... I sighed, "How time flies!" " "

In a blink of an eye, I am about to graduate from primary school and enter a new stage of my life. I am so young that I can't leave any trace in the teachers' memory, but every word of the teachers' teaching has left a deep imprint on my heart and taught me how to be a man.

Among many teachers, Mr. Yang, the head teacher, left the deepest impression on me. Although the teacher looks dull, there are ways to educate students! The teacher's sharp eyes stared, and the students who did something wrong immediately panicked, and then said with that eloquent tongue, you have to write a service word.

I still remember that in the spring of the fourth grade, the Education Bureau held an essay competition, and the teacher unexpectedly selected me and several classmates to participate in the competition. At first, I was too excited to sleep at night. A few days later, I enthusiastically took the article to the teacher for approval. I didn't expect strict teacher Yang to pick out a lot of sick sentences and typos. I have to go on reviewing.

But once, twice, three times ... I didn't write patiently, and I didn't work so hard to change the article. I always want to give up. The careful teacher Yang seemed to see through my mind and called me into the office after my classmates left. "Do you want to give up recently?" The teacher asked with concern, and I nodded, thinking: The teacher will "educate" me with glib words. "Know the teacher's motto?" A question interrupted my thoughts, and I shook my head bravely, afraid to look the teacher in the face. "Efforts are not necessarily successful, and giving up will definitely fail." I understood what the teacher didn't say and looked up. At this time, I found that the teacher's eyes were not disappointment and blame, but kindness and encouragement. ...

After hard work, my composition finally won the prize. Whenever I think about it, I always feel endless gratitude. Let me say from the bottom of my heart: "Thank you, Teacher Yang!"

8. Composition: How to write about the teacher tutoring my teacher?

She has a handsome figure, black hair with pigtails, a fair face, a pair of uninvited glasses on her nose, and a pair of serious and deep eyes behind them. She is my first teacher-Teacher Chu Huaige.

Teacher Chu, like thousands of teachers in Qian Qian, is like a seeder that never rusts, constantly sowing the seeds of ideals and knowledge in children's hearts. She also shines on us like a bright lamp, inspiring us to succeed.

Teacher Chu is not only an enlightener of our knowledge, but also a guide of our thoughts and a good friend in life. Teacher Chu is in charge of Chinese teaching in our class. Every class, she always guides us to seriously understand and think about the text, so that we can set foot on the ideal steed, swim in the ocean of knowledge and actively answer questions. Whoever speaks creatively will take the lead in applauding and congratulating. Teacher Chu's lectures are rich and colorful, and the students listen attentively every time, like dozens of flowers quietly bearing the watering of hard gardeners.

I still remember one time, I took part in an essay contest and failed. You have been comforting me: "Never mind, there will be another chance!" "From then on, as soon as I have time, the teacher will help me write my composition seriously, and so will I. After writing my composition, I will go to Teacher Chu to revise it. You always help me carefully. Sometimes, when I sit there in a daze, I can always see your kind face and your smiling expression. Sometimes, I even want to go back to the fourth grade, when I got along with you. . Teacher Chu, you always try your best to instill some knowledge into us, and let us step by step on the road to success. It is you who have opened up a bright road for us. Teacher, it is you who selflessly nurtured our newborn sun. It is you who let us ignorant lambs find the direction of life. You are a lighthouse, illuminating our way forward; You are the helmsman, guiding us forward; You are an engineer, shaping our pure hearts; You are a big tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain; You are fertile soil, and we thrive in your arms. Who is like a candle, burning himself and igniting the hopes of others? Who is like a gardener who cares for the growth of seedlings diligently? Who, like the vast blue sea, opens his knowledge to small fish? It's you, my beloved teacher.

9. My cram school teacher composition I used to have many teachers, all of whom were excellent in my eyes, but I think the best teacher is Teacher Deng.

Teachers are the most glorious profession in the world. Some people say that teachers are engineers of the human soul. I have such a teacher that I can't forget it. She is still-Miss Deng.

Miss Deng is my new concept teacher. I remember that my English was not good. I always fail in exams, and I can't get more than 80 points. But my English score in school has been above 80, and my mother began to worry about my new concept. I thought a lot, but I couldn't do it. Some people have hired tutors, others sell extracurricular tutoring books ... but to me, they are all floating clouds. At this time, my mother has no choice. The day before the new concept mid-term exam:

"Di Rinrin ..." Mom's cell phone rang, and it turned out to be Miss Deng. After some discussion, my mother sent me to New Oriental and said that she would help me with my lessons. I wondered, thinking: the tutor outside, no matter how bad the student did in the exam, has nothing to do with him, but this teacher Deng is different. She is very concerned about her students. Even if the student is worse, she will encourage him, and she will not be discouraged! When I arrived in New Oriental, Mr. Deng was already waiting at the door of the classroom early. My mother sent me back to the classroom. Teacher Deng taught me seriously and patiently while coughing.

Teacher Deng told me the knowledge points of each lesson in a small voice. Despite her sore throat, he spoke to me at the top of his voice. An hour has passed, and Miss Deng has gone home. She has gone through many vicissitudes. Yes, I am very touched. I made up my mind to get more than 80 points in the exam.

Today is the day of the exam. I believe I can. The exam has already started. Teacher Deng always accompanied me and looked at me ... After the exam, Teacher Deng expressed her affirmation with a bright smile. After class on Sunday, I couldn't wait to come to the classroom and start reporting my grades. I feel heavy, thinking: If I don't do well in the exam, I won't live up to Teacher Deng's painstaking efforts. When reporting for duty, Teacher Deng said, "This time, I want to praise a classmate. She has been failing the exam, but this time she got 85 points. She is an X. I blushed, took the paper and read it carefully. When I got home, I told my mother about it. She said: "This is not your credit, but the credit of Teacher Deng. You should thank her. No teacher is so dedicated and serious to her. "

Teacher Deng is a dedicated teacher. In my eyes, she is a very excellent teacher. I want to thank her and my teacher Deng.