In our daily study, work or life, everyone has probably come into contact with composition. Composition writing can exercise our habit of being alone, calm down our mind, and think about our future direction. Have no clue when it comes to writing an essay? Below is a 500-word essay on gratitude to teachers that I compiled (selected 10 pieces). You are welcome to read it. I hope you will like it. Teacher Gratitude Composition 1

Teacher Chen, are you okay? Although I don’t know where you are now, I want to express my gratitude to you in words for the sincere love you sincerely gave to a little girl many years ago.

When I was in the fifth grade of elementary school that year, the principal came to our class and announced that our class would be assigned a new class teacher. We applauded and welcomed him. The first time I met Teacher Chen, she was very young and beautiful, with a cute and approachable smile on her face. But others say that young teachers are bad and have no work experience, but I don’t know why I always like her inexplicably.

One time we were in a self-study class and the class teacher came. We immediately pretended to read our homework. The teacher asked everyone to stretch out their hands. We were so panicked and thought she was going to punish us. Unexpectedly, she picked it up casually. Nail clippers, used by many children with long fingernails to take the trouble to reduce their fingernails. At that moment, her image in my mind was strengthened.

That time, the school organized a work-study program and went to the paddy field to arrange rice seedlings. When I finished arranging the rice seedlings and was about to go home, it was already dark, and I had to walk through a forest on the way from school to home. , that forest is very eerie and scary. It is a cemetery. Once it gets dark, no one passes by there. But I have to pass by there when I go home. Thinking about it makes me feel a little scared. It is getting late. My neighbor friends were not in the same group as me. How could I go home alone? I was feeling uneasy. I happened to see my class teacher, Teacher Chen. When she saw that I looked embarrassed, she asked me what was wrong. I said I was scared, and she Without saying a word, I took a few classmates with me to take me home, and my heart suddenly felt bright. When we walked through the woods, Teacher Chen held my hand, and her palms were sweating. It might have been her first time. After walking that journey for me, when I returned home, I felt that Teacher Chen’s body was still shaking. But what she told me was to study hard and be successful when I grow up. Only by enduring hardship can one become a master. It was Teacher Chen who gave me the light and direction in my heart.

In the future study, no matter how tired I am, I will always think of that evening that was both scary and gave me unlimited light. Thank you my teacher, I wish you good health and happiness forever! Gratitude to Teacher Composition 2

Flowers are grateful to the rain and dew, because the rain and dew nourish them and grow; we want to thank the teacher, it is the teacher who allows us to learn more knowledge; thank the teacher, the teacher is a stack of bright lights, who work hard and illuminate The road ahead of us.

An article of TV news that my father and I watched before said that when the earthquake suddenly came, the whole class was listening attentively to the class. Under the guidance of the teacher, the students were told not to panic and stay calm. Leave the classroom calmly and orderly, but this teacher is the last one to leave the classroom. Such a touching scene is still unforgettable to me.

On the first day of school this year, the autumn air was crisp, and I was informed that I was assigned to Class 41. You were neatly dressed, with kind eyes on your wrinkled face, and you introduced yourself to the classmates, The classmates are also looking at you below. And your big, bright eyes can see the thoughts of your classmates. You turn around and walk up to the podium. Use your strong fingers to write your requirements and expectations for our new class classmates on the blackboard!

I remember one time during recess, I was playing at the door of the classroom. Due to the strong wind, the door closed and opened all of a sudden. When I was having fun, the door suddenly pressed on my finger, and I cried in pain. got up. At this time, the teacher came over and said to me gently: "Xie Shiyu will come to my place later to apply some medicine." I nodded with tears in my eyes and came to Teacher Chen's office. The teacher said to me while applying the lotion on me: "Be careful next time, don't hit your hands again!" In class, you always explained one knowledge point after another carefully to us, and patiently explained the questions to the students. Thoughts, over and over again, tirelessly. Through your explanation, I also learned how to use the method you taught me to solve problems during the exam.

In life, you are like our parents, loving and caring for me and my classmates. I remember one time when there was sauerkraut soup and sauerkraut for lunch, I only saw white rice. , the teacher looked at it and asked me: "Why don't you eat vegetables?" I said I couldn't eat sauerkraut, and the teacher heard it and said: "So that's it! But you can't be a partial eclipse!"

Thanks You, my beloved beacon; thank you, my beloved teacher! Gratitude to Teacher Composition 3

She always has a smile on her round face, which makes people feel so kind; although she wears a pair of myopic glasses, she can always make us feel her kindness. Her eyes are so soft and kind; her slightly frail figure holds up a big umbrella that can protect us young seedlings from wind and rain. She is the Chinese teacher of our class and Wu Hong, the head teacher of our class.

She gave each of our classmates the warmth of spring and the care of a loving mother. I remember when I first came to Kunshan from my hometown in Jiangxi to go to school, I was always crying because I was afraid of strangers. Teacher Wu always tried to make me happy and asked all the classmates in the class to make friends with me.

It enabled me to quickly adapt to everything in school, get to know each other well with my classmates, and make my own good friends. I no longer feel scared because of strangers, and I cry easily.

She not only imparts knowledge to us, but also teaches us how to be a human being through the text. Every time she takes a Chinese class, when we gain new knowledge, we also unknowingly increase our physical and mental health. We understand the difference between right and wrong and what we understand from the texts we have learned. What is positive and what is harmful to society?

She also pays attention to our study situation all the time. I remember that when I entered the third grade, there was a Chinese class on Thursday. After Teacher Wu taught the text, he gave us three homework assignments. The classmates were all busy writing, but I didn't write because I was distracted in class and didn't understand. After class, Teacher Wu came to the classroom and found that I didn't do my homework, so he gently asked me why I didn't do my homework. After school in the afternoon, she sacrificed her rest time to accompany me in the classroom and give me extra lessons until I understood it. Because Teacher Wu was talking to me while writing, by the time I was about to finish my homework, it was already past 18:00. Only then did Teacher Wu rush to catch the bus home. As for me, I can get home in just ten minutes on foot.

When my mother and I were walking home, I felt really sad when I saw Teacher Wu catching the bus alone so late. I really want to say to Teacher Wu: "I'm sorry, Teacher Wu, I will study hard in the future, listen carefully in class, and never let you worry so much again."

This is my teacher, a She is a good teacher who cares, loves and helps every one of our classmates like a mother. I am deeply grateful to her. Gratitude to Teachers Composition 4

"The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up." This famous saying expresses the greatness of the sacred profession of teachers! The teacher is a mountain that cannot fall, protecting us from wind and rain; the teacher is a shining light, guiding us on the road ahead; the teacher is the best friend, teaching us the true meaning of life...

Teacher, you may have forgotten one thing because of the trivial matters day and night, but I will never forget it in my life. The sky did not change that day, the sun was still bright with blue sky, the breeze was mixed with white clouds, the same beauty, the same wonderfulness, but my mood was very bad. I failed the math test, which I was confident about, because of my carelessness and arrogance. I sat in my seat with a frown on my face, thinking about how to report my results to my parents, how to face the teacher's disappointment and the ridicule of my classmates... Just when I was despairing, the teacher noticed my abnormality and picked up the paper in front of me. The test paper explained to me the wrong questions, analyzed my shortcomings, and encouraged me to work hard to get good results next time. The teacher's earnest teachings swept away the shadows in my heart and gave me endless strength and confidence. I secretly made up my mind to correct my shortcomings in the future, study hard, and live up to the teacher's expectations. The teacher is the mentor who inspires me throughout my life.

Teacher, you are a touch of red in spring, a touch of blue in summer, a touch of yellow in autumn, and a touch of white in winter. You have dedicated your sunshine and you to us in spring, summer, autumn and winter. The rain and dew, your selflessness...

If I were a poet, I would use my own poem "More clouds and moons to travel thousands of miles, there are teachers to pave the way" to praise you; if I were As a singer, I will say "On the banyan tree by the pond, the cicadas screamed for summer. On the platform beside the playground, only the teacher and I were standing on it. The smile of the teacher opposite was still touching my heart over and over again. The teacher's Tolerant teacher's smile, this blue summer" song to praise you; if I were a painter, I would use the pen in my hand to depict your figure without regrets...

Because I deeply understand your hard work, teacher, so I am grateful - my teacher! Teacher Gratitude Composition 5

A piece of chalk and two sleeves are filled with breeze, a three-foot podium is sunny and rainy all year round, and every drop of sweat is filled with peaches and plums all over the world! At first, we all came to school with a heart full of longing, and the teacher warmed our hearts with love and kindness, allowing us to move towards the other side of success step by step. Everything I look forward to is inseparable from the teacher's teachings. On the occasion of the 6th Teacher's Day, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to the teacher. Thousands of words can be summed up into one sentence - thank you teacher.

Faced with us who are seeking knowledge, the teacher always patiently explains knowledge to us, taking us step by step into the palace of knowledge and entering the world of endless interesting knowledge. In order for us to achieve success in our studies, teachers work tirelessly and contribute silently without any complaints every day. In order to teach each class well, teachers spend a lot of time and energy on it. Teachers must carefully design the learning plan for each class, teach every class carefully, and mark every assignment carefully. One can imagine how busy and hard teachers are. When we make mistakes, the teacher always teaches us to correct our mistakes time and time again. The teacher comes with a heart in his hand and leaves without a blade of grass. This sentence expresses the truth of the teacher’s tireless teaching and selfless dedication. This kind of selfless, great and sincere love gives us warm power; but being grateful to the teacher does not require us to do anything big. As long as each of our students learn well, even if the students only make a little progress, the teacher's face will be full of enthusiasm. Will show a happy smile. This is the spirit of silent dedication of teachers.

Teachers are like parents. They not only care about our lives, but also care about our learning.

When we pick the fruits of the harvest, what you are left with is chalk gray and white hair on your temples. On the journey of life, you light up the light of hope for us, enrich our hearts, add my wisdom, support the backbone of the motherland, cultivate the pillars of the motherland, and shape the souls of batches of young people. Throughout the ages, how many Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division cannot calculate the teacher's contribution, and poems and songs cannot fully praise your greatness.

Here, on the occasion of the 6th Teacher’s Day, I once again express my heartfelt thanks to all the teachers. Teacher Gratitude Composition 6

Flowers are grateful to the rain and dew, because the rain and dew nourish the flowers; the birds are grateful to the blue sky, because the blue sky gives them free space; the grass is grateful to the earth, because it is the earth that nourishes the grass. We are grateful to the teacher, because the teacher introduced us into the palace of knowledge and allowed us to transform from ignorant children into gradually sensible students.

One time during an exam, I failed a subject. The teacher asked us to take the test paper back and sign it for our parents. Because I was worried that my mother’s face would change from “sunny” to “rainy”, I didn’t dare to tell my mother. When the teacher asked me why there was no parent signature on the test paper, I made up a sentence casually: "No parent is at home." Suddenly, my deskmate stood up and said: "Nonsense, I saw your mother yesterday."

< p>After class, the teacher told me to go to the office to find her. I walked into the office feeling uneasy. Instead of scolding me as expected, the teacher unexpectedly said softly: "You didn't do well in the exam and you didn't dare to show your signature to your parents. That's forgivable. But you let it slip." Panic, dishonesty, this is really unforgivable. Since ancient times, if a person is dishonest, no matter how good he is, he will have no friends. So you must be honest, you know?" I thought thoughtfully? 's nodded. The moment I handed the signed paper to the teacher and saw the teacher's satisfied smile, I made up my mind to be an honest and trustworthy good student!

The teacher not only taught me how to be a good person, but also taught me how to care and be considerate of others. It was a hot summer day. When the school bell rang, I saw the teacher who walked into the classroom looked a little different, and I was wondering. "Classmates, today we are studying..." When I heard the teacher's hoarse voice teaching, I couldn't help but feel heartbroken for the teacher. What power made the teacher continue to attend class even when he was sick? I thought to myself. When I saw that the students answered the questions very fluently and the teacher's face showed a look of relief, I understood: the teacher worked so hard to ensure that the students did not fall behind in their homework. Thinking of this, I felt ashamed for my previous objection to the teacher's fuss over every little mistake in my homework.

Thank you for everything the teacher has done for us. I will repay my beloved teacher with my best results. Gratitude to Teacher Composition 7

The teacher’s words are like a clear spring, nourishing my dry heart; the teacher’s words are like a spring breeze, dispelling the haze in my heart; the teacher’s words are like a bright light, guiding Let me move forward firmly.

It was a dark cloudy day. When I received the test paper, my face immediately turned from sunny to cloudy and I became silent. Looking at the bright red numbers on the test paper, my heart hurt as if it had been cut by a knife. 75 points! Another unsatisfactory result! Tears fell down like broken beads, soaking the test paper in front of me. I seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss, dark and suffocating. The continuous unsatisfactory test results were like a raging flood, completely tearing down the wall of my heart.

When I was very sad, the teacher invited me into the office. Facing me sobbing, the teacher said sincerely: "Failure is the mother of success. Only after experiencing countless ups and downs can we reach the other side of success. In the face of difficulties and setbacks, I must not only have a positive spirit of LeTV, but also Have enough self-confidence. Confidence is the fur that tigers and leopards need to keep out the cold, self-confidence is the wings that birds need to fly, and self-confidence is the sails that boats need to sail. As long as you have confidence and persevere. Go hard and you will succeed, because as long as you are a pearl, you will shine with your most beautiful brilliance. "

Like a ray of sunshine that breaks through a clouded heart. , the teacher’s words made my heart suddenly open. It turns out that self-confidence is a kind of beauty, and it is also an animal. It will make the fire of hope burn the darkness in the heart; it will let us raise the sails again and ride the wind and waves. From then on, I always kept my teacher's teachings in mind and mustered up the confidence to face the darkness in my life.

There is a saying that goes like this: "Teachers are engineers of the human soul." Instructing earnestly and following instructions are like gorgeous clouds that embellish my life and make my life more exciting! Gratitude to Teachers Composition 8

The teachings are like a spring breeze, and the comments are like pearls. The teacher cares about us like a loving mother. September 10th is here, and we use our own meager strength and sincerity to thank the teacher.

In the early morning, the birds sang clear songs in the sky, and the sky seemed to be clearing up for Teacher's Day.

As soon as I stepped into the campus, this huge balloon arch flashed in front of my eyes. Under this colorful balloon door, there were two rows of students standing quietly. They were wearing green school uniforms and holding bunches of flowers in their hands. Standing upright at the door, whenever a teacher comes, he bows to the teacher devoutly, then holds flowers in both hands and says "Teacher! Thank you for your hard work!"

Arrive in the classroom, My classmates also prepared early. Everyone held a greeting card and an exquisite gift that they carefully made for the teacher. The laughter started as soon as the teacher entered the door, and then rippled out.

Seeing the teacher walk in with a smile on his face, and listening to the warm greetings from the classmates, my thoughts also ran out: I remember, in that exam, I wrote a messy essay that I should have easily grasped. ——It’s off topic! I thought the teacher would come into the classroom and scold me harshly. When she passed by me, I was trembling with fear, waiting for a violent storm to come. Who knows, what is waiting is... "Let's analyze the composition first this time. Next time, you should be more careful, read the questions carefully, and review the questions carefully. The teacher believes in you..." In an instant, my heart... was so warm.

When the bell rang and rippled through the campus, my thoughts ran back, and I hurriedly gave the wishing star I folded by myself to the teacher.

Although the small wishing star is inconspicuous, it conveys my gratitude to the teacher and collects every word of the teacher’s sincere teachings to me.

Teacher’s Day - a festival that belongs to teachers. On this festival, I would like to send a poem to praise the teacher’s life of selflessness and fearlessness, dedication and dedication to cultivating talents...Teacher, you have worked hard. ! Gratitude to Teachers Composition 9

Flowers remember clearly the affection of rain and dew; fish remember clearly the affection of blue waves; the teacher has to teach us step by step, and we will keep it in our hearts. Teacher, please forgive me. I cannot use heroic words to praise you. I can only use my grateful heart to express my feelings for you.

"The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up." This is a poem by the famous bagging poet Li Shangyin. Isn’t your feeling the same? Teacher, you are like a candle, lighting us up and opening the way to light for us; you are like a hard-working gardener, pruning and fertilizing us so that we can grow; you are like a mulberry tree, without the selfless dedication of the mulberry tree, we would not be able to survive. How can we have the spirit of spring silkworms?

Teacher, I wonder if you remember. It was a June day, and the sun was still scorching hot at noon. When school ended in the evening, there was a loud thunder, "wow, wah, wah..." and heavy rain began to fall on the ground. No wonder people say: "The sky in June is like a child's face." I didn't bring an umbrella, so I could only stand at the school gate and worry. But the rain kept falling. It got stronger and stronger, and a gust of wind mixed with rain suddenly hit me. I was shivering with cold. I was extremely anxious as I watched my classmates being picked up by their parents one after another. Finally, I was left alone, standing there alone, with the cold wind blowing at me. I finally couldn't bear it anymore. I planned to go home in the heavy rain, and at worst I would be a drowned rat. Just when I was about to sprint, a familiar voice called "Zhang Tingting" came to my ears. Stopping my impulsive steps, I turned around and saw that it was you. You were walking towards me with a smile, holding a big black umbrella, and came to me: "What's wrong? Didn't you bring an umbrella?" I nodded. , you said without hesitation: "Then let me give you a ride!" At this time, I was very happy. Along the way, you tried your best to protect me from the rain, but got wet yourself. When I saw it, I felt really bad. When I got home, I quickly poured you a cup of hot tea. When I just went out, I saw that you had disappeared into the storm...

Teacher, I am good at math, but I always do math. No matter how much you sweat for us; I am very good at Chinese, but I can never think of words to praise you. Teacher, I will always be grateful to you! Gratitude to Teacher Essay 10

The grass should be grateful to the dew, because of its moisture it looks green and eye-catching; the moonlight should be grateful to the sunshine, because of its precipitation it is It looks bright and sultry; I want to thank the teacher, because of your teachings, I look smart and cute.

In the blink of an eye, I am halfway through the long and rugged road to school. In these four years, what I can never forget is Teacher Zhao who has always protected us from wind and rain.

That time, it was our class’s turn to give the national flag speech. Teacher Zhao saw that I usually recited well, so he entrusted me with the "honor". Of course, this is the signature dish of our class in front of the whole school. Only success is allowed, no failure is allowed.

The next day, I gave a trial lecture to my classmates. Unexpectedly, the teacher and classmates were greatly disappointed. Because I was just reading the manuscript without any emotional involvement. Teacher Zhao frowned and her voice rose to an octave: "Oh, Hang Tao, you can't be as plain as boiling water, with no splash at all!" So, she marked on my manuscript the rhythm pauses, stress, and prolongation. Music, let me master the key points of speech. Teacher Zhao also showed me the steps to take on stage: raise your chest, suck your belly in, raise your face, and look squarely. At that time, she ignored her illness and took the trouble to explain the movements. Teacher Zhao's voice became hoarse, and even his voice sounded tired. Suddenly, the thin body became taller.

When he went on stage to give a speech, Teacher Zhao was even more busy. After a while, he helped me point out the route to the stage; after a while, he gave me water to drink and encouraged me to be confident.

When I took steps to move to the flag-raising platform, Teacher Zhao held my little hand tightly and pressed my shoulders: "You will succeed!" Under Teacher Zhao's warm gaze, I felt like a spring breeze, and my body was full of strength. I thought to myself: "I will definitely not make a fool of myself!" Sure enough, I lived up to expectations on the podium and won praise from all the teachers and students in the school.

Without Teacher Zhao’s hard work, my seed would not sprout; without Teacher Zhao’s earnest teachings, my young eagle would not be able to fight in the sky.

Thank you teacher!