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Some people say that the teacher is the brightest big dipper in the sky, which points out the direction for us. Some people say that the teacher is the coolest mountain spring, watering our saplings with fragrant nectar juice; Some people say that the teacher is a lush leaf, guarding our future flowers and bones with his powerful body.
Teacher, I admire you, and I can't tell why I have such reverence. Looking at your neat and beautiful handwriting on the blackboard, I can't think of how many mysteries and hardships there are, but I only know that it is your selfless dedication to social education. Listen to every word you say on the podium. What's that noise? Is it the green birdsong of nature? Is it a harmonious melody sound from a classical instrument? No, it's not. It is a kind of voice from the outside world, which contains beautiful tones in the world. It sounds profound to us, because that voice is not an ordinary voice, but a signal voice of knowledge. As soon as you hear this voice, you will know that there is a lot of knowledge coming from afar and entering the post station of your brain.
Teacher, you are the brightest Big Dipper in the sky, and we are black ducks lost in the world of mortals. Whenever we lose our way, as long as we see your dazzling light, we can find our way home. I still remember how much you paid for us when you picked me up for the first time. You turned us from naive children into pupils with ideals and achievements. When we enjoy our success and happiness, we can't forget our teachers. You are the coolest mountain spring in the mountain. You used your erudition to let us know about this vast and boundless world, let us see its greatness, let us see it. You are like our telescope. Teacher, you taught us to be brave in fighting difficulties and not to be overwhelmed by them. Remember the sentence you used to say, "How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? No one can succeed casually. " Yes, success and difficulty are relative. How can we talk about success if there are no difficulties?
Teacher, you are a lush leaf, and you care for our future flowers and bones with your strong body. You never feel wronged for you. You always give silently. For your students and your mission, you would rather be a green leaf than a red flower. You want to use your own ability to polish the dawn of this world and let students' dreams fly higher and farther.
Teacher, you have taught us with your life why we should pursue, why we should have ideals and why we should surpass ourselves. Teacher, you left the most beautiful smile to this beautiful world. You are the most beautiful myth in our hearts.
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what is love ? Love-is it family? Love-friendship? Love is ...
I felt maternal love, fatherly love ... the comfort of strangers, and the help of teachers made me realize life.
There is also love everywhere. I remember when I was a child, when I was not sensible. Young me, I should have accidentally knocked over my lunch box at noon later. Looking at delicious rice and sweet and delicious dishes, I really feel bad. What are we doing? What are we doing? What are we doing? It's over. You can't find the money after touching your body. Well, if you want to know, bring more money ... but it's no use just thinking about it! Looking at the food all over the floor, my stomach growled. That's definitely not what I meant .../Can I say that? ...
Does God want me to be hungry? I am really unlucky. How did this happen? I sat on the ground and didn't know what to do. Gradually, tears rolled down my face mercilessly, and I knew at a glance when the teacher walked by. Give me yours at once. "But you ... but you, what should I do?" "I still have. Take it. " The teacher said while helping me dry my tears. I don't know what to do with tears in my eyes. My heart is full of gratitude, and infinite passion keeps me standing.
I watched the teacher cry again. Only then did I understand what the teacher-student relationship is. I think the school is a big family. Teachers, like parents, not only teach us knowledge, but also take care of us and let us live in a warm environment. So love is so simple. As long as you are willing to give and help others sincerely, you not only give others happiness, but also realize your own happiness and fill yourself with love. This love is really pure.
Dear teacher, I want to tell you. [I want to contribute] [Forum discussion] Date: 2005- 1 1-28 Address: Author: Celebi Grade:
The annual Teacher's Day is coming, and I have prepared a lot to say to my teacher. Dear teacher, I want to say thank you, teacher! It is you who have given us a wealth of knowledge, taught us the truth of being a man, and let us be influenced by gcd. We have grown up, but your white hair has increased.
How can I not thank you for all your hard work for us?
Dear teacher, I want to tell you that your simple and vivid Chinese has ignited our literary dream. Dear teacher, I want to tell you that your heartfelt words moisten our hearts like manna. Dear teacher, I want to tell you that in Chinese class, you are as calm as a strategist commanding thousands of troops; There seems to be an invisible magnet that attracts students' attention; Explain in a simple way
Come out, Yangyang cadence. Dear teacher, you are like a candle, burning yourself and illuminating others; Teacher, you are like a silkworm, spitting out the last silk for the students. But I want to say that teachers are kindling, which will ignite a prairie fire as soon as it spreads.
Fire; Teachers are gardeners, nurturing thousands of seedlings to thrive.
Teacher, we are proud of you! ! !
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"In the quiet night, the stars are shining, and the teacher's window is bright all night …" Whenever we sing this song "Whenever we walk through the teacher's window", we often think of the teacher who left a deep impression on us. I am no exception, singing.
When I started singing this song, I naturally thought of our English teacher-Zhang Han. She is the best among thousands of volunteers. I admire her versatility. She has long black hair, two curved eyebrows, like a crescent moon, a straight and beautiful small nose on her fair face, and a pair of talking big eyes, like two water springs. She smiled, showing her teeth like jade. Although our class is a key class, it has one characteristic, which is the famous "trick-or-treating class" in the whole school. Teachers who have attended our class all know that we are extremely difficult to deal with, and there are many questions to ask in class, so we often talk about two classes in one class. There are also several "four donkey kong" best friends in our class, and they are not afraid of those young people.
The teacher died, and because of this, every teacher in our class is often angry with us half to death. But we listen to English class very carefully, because the teacher cares about us like a big sister. Teachers often show us movies every other week. We are very happy when teachers watch self-study because other teachers don't talk about extracurricular activities with us. We will ask Mr. Zhang some questions about how to learn English, and the teacher will tell us enthusiastically. Although he is an English teacher, Mr. Zhang's painting skills are comparable to those of art teachers, so we will also ask the teacher to draw and sign for us. I think besides taking photos with teachers and beautiful women.
In addition to good memories, the paintings she drew and the words she signed will become permanent memories.
Seeing that the end date of the teacher's teaching is coming, the moment of our parting is coming. A thousand words are stuck in my throat and I can't say a word. The teacher's eyes are often shining with crystal tears. I can't imagine the scene when the teacher left. Will I leave with tears on my face like the last farewell to Teacher Wang Lidong? Although it sometimes makes teachers angry, our friendship can be described as "the closest".
I hope this friendship can accompany us for life. May this relationship between teachers and students last forever.
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An angelic smile
The annual volunteer poverty alleviation relay activity has started again! I am very happy to hear that several volunteer teachers will give us classes! In order to welcome the new teacher, I made all the preparations. Wen Qiang said, "The teacher is coming!" We all went to the door of the teacher's dormitory to look around. When Mr. Ariunaa saw that we were so excited, he called the teaching teacher. When we first met, the teacher gave us an angelic smile and left a deep impression on us. Of course, the arrival of the teacher brought a lot of joy to our class. Our class is famous as a "noisy class", and sometimes it can "lift" the top of the fourth floor. Teachers are also very upset about this, but sometimes they laugh when they are angry. Her smile is always so kind, so kind. Once I failed in the exam, I thought the teacher would lecture me. Knocked on the door of the teacher's office with uneasy heart. To my surprise, the teacher didn't criticize me, but said to me, "Your foundation is very good, but you haven't allocated time because there are too many junior two courses, have you?" Don't worry, I'll teach you a good method! "The teacher told me very carefully how to allocate time and how to study English courses. Finally, she gave me an angel.
Smile. How time flies! A year is coming! The teacher is leaving soon! In a year's time, we have experienced ups and downs, tasted the ups and downs together, forged deep feelings, and have been integrated. But there is no banquet in the world that never ends, and we will leave eventually. We will never forget our teacher, the days we walked together, and the teacher's angelic smile. The teacher's smile made me move forward.
Force.
Teacher, we won't forget you!
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With a faint smile, we are one. I called you a teacher, but you said you were a friend. Four years later, I still remember you-Miss Huang.
I will never forget that special Teacher's Day. On that morning of parting, I hugged you tightly. At that time, I was six years old. I don't understand why I left my teacher and went to a strange environment, but Mr. Huang said to me, "It's time to learn to fly when I grow up." Although I didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at that time, I could read the tears in Miss Huang's eyes. Before leaving, she gave me a poem. After three years of life, we have established deep feelings, but parting at this time can't dilute our teacher-student relationship. I really hate to leave.
Yes, you should learn to fly when you grow up. That afternoon reappeared in my mind.
That day, school was almost over and the leaves rustled in the wind. We screamed with fear. Soon, other children's parents took them home, but my parents didn't come. Miss Huang did not hesitate to escort me home. On the way, the wind blew me stagger, and Miss Huang picked me up directly. Bang, a branch hit her in the face. Her face was cut several times. Miss Huang ignored the blood on her face and asked me if I was hurt. Five years later, what happened at that time is still fresh in my mind.
Five years later, on Teacher's Day, I remembered a sentence from Mr. Huang: the relationship between teachers and students is priceless.