Teacher's tolerant composition 1 A teacher not only taught me a lot of knowledge, but also taught me to have a tolerant heart. This teacher is our head teacher, Mr. Wang.
The head teacher is a beautiful woman in our eyes, and she is so charming when she smiles.
I remember that once the teacher and classmates moved the table together, but there was a bottle of fountain pen on the table. The bottle of fountain pen was not tightly covered. Maybe the teacher and classmates pushed too hard and hit the ground. It happened that the bottle of pen water spilled on the teacher's white clothes. I saw that the teacher's expression seemed serious at that time. Knowing that she had made a mistake, the classmate was more serious and afraid of what the teacher said about her. The bell ... the bell ... rang soon. I looked at the teacher's distant figure and thought, "The teacher will definitely teach that classmate a lesson."
The bell rang again, and the head teacher came back. Let's line up and move the desks and chairs collectively. At this time, the classmate walked up to the teacher with trepidation and said, "Teacher, I ... I didn't mean to." . The teacher looked at the classmate, patted her on the shoulder and said, "The teacher knows you didn't mean it, so the teacher doesn't blame you, and you don't have to feel bad." Hurry back to the team! " Then the teacher said, "Come on, take the team away!" " "Look at the teacher's face again, there is nothing unusual, and the smile is still so sweet.
There are four classes in our senior one who move desks and chairs together, so we move quickly. We slowed down when we saw that there were only a few desks and chairs left. I found the head teacher discussing this with several teachers! I heard a teacher ask the head teacher, "How did you get your clothes?" The head teacher first smiled and said, "I made this with a pen." How's it going? Look good! " Another teacher nearby said, "If you draw a picture with pen and ink, it will look like a flower." The head teacher smiled again and said, "OK, I'll go back and try." Looking at the teacher in charge's easy answer, some students in our class asked the teacher why he didn't blame her. The teacher said, "She didn't mean it. Besides, I made it myself. I told you to be tolerant of people. " I know this is because of the carelessness of my classmates. Really admire the teacher's simple answer! Have such a beautiful and inclusive heart.
I haven't seen that skirt since. I guess it must have been put away by the teacher, but the dress and the ink were deeply imprinted in my heart.
Teacher's tolerant composition 2 In my rich life, there are many things that make me understand a lot of truth. Among them, what I understand most is tolerance, because there is another point in this truth that has benefited me a lot. It was a sunny morning, and I made an appointment with my good friend Liang Xiao to play in Xilin Park. At 8 o'clock, I went to Xilin Park by bike. Just arrived at the gate of the park, I saw Xiao Liang riding a bike in the park. I rode up to him and greeted him. Xiao Liang said angrily, "Why are you so slow?" "Sorry, I overslept," I replied with a smile. "Besides, I'm not as slow as a tortoise." Xiao Liang shook his head and said, "Let's go." Seeing that he had nothing to say, I rode with him with pride. We rode for about 30 minutes, so tired that our bones almost fell off.
After resting on the grass, we immediately had another desire: to eat ice cream that made the population greedy! I tried my luck and took out my pocket. Suddenly, my hand touched two pieces of paper, and I took them out of my pocket excitedly. As I expected, two crumpled 1 yuan appeared before my eyes. I held the money high and laughed as if I had two 100 bills in my hand. We immediately got on our bikes, went into a small shop and bought two ice creams. We quickly tore open the paper and couldn't wait to put the ice cream in our mouths. When I tore open all the papers and tried to put ice cream in my mouth, something unexpected happened: I accidentally got ice cream on a child's clothes, and ice cream water dripped from his clothes. As soon as I saw it, I was ashamed. I quickly went over and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." At first I thought he would haggle over every ounce, but I was wrong. He held the ice cream in his hand, threw it into the trash can and said with a smile, "Never mind, you didn't mean it." I am even more ashamed: even children know how to tolerate. I'm in the sixth grade, and I still care about some small things. This is really wrong.
After that, I was not as narrow-minded as before, but as tolerant as Lin Xiangru. Life has taught me tolerance!
Teacher's tolerant composition 3 A trivial sentence, a small detail, and a small kindness 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's tolerant composition 4 carries the yearning for Fengmingshan Middle School in primary school, and now she is a junior one student in Fengzhong. In this beautiful campus that I just entered, I feel the serious and warm school atmosphere in Phoenix. I met many classmates and several teachers in my class. Among them, what impressed me the most was Mr. Wen, the head teacher of our class.
"Yun Jie, get up quickly. It's time for school. " When I rubbed my sleepy eyes and wanted to beg my mother to let me sleep for a while, an idea flashed through my mind, I thought; "Today, mom how to call me so early today, maybe! Indeed. " I jumped out of bed, ignored my sweet sleepiness, washed my face and gargled in a hurry, and had breakfast. Everything is ready, rushed out of the house and ran to the opposite station.
"Report!" Breathing heavily, I held the door of the classroom and stood by the door with my bag on my back. Teacher Wen first looked at me and then said, "Come in!" I walked into the classroom in fear and trembling, came to my seat and read with my classmates. After the morning reading class, Mr. Wen came to my seat and kindly asked where my family lived. I blushed and replied that it was in the district government.
"Your home is so close to school, how can you be late?"
I don't know what to say at the moment.
"Do you get up late?" The teacher then asked:
I acquiesced.
"Because today is the first day of school, I won't deduct your points, but don't be late again." Teacher Wen said to me very seriously.
In a flash, my face was as red as Guan Gong, and I nodded.
Today, I am doomed to twists and turns.
In the afternoon, the first class is reading newspapers. Teacher Wen announced what was mentioned in the school yesterday. Hearing that nails and long hair are not allowed, my face turned red again. It's not that I'm shy, nor that the capillaries are too dense, but that I still have long nails. My mother asked me if I should have my nails cut last night. I am very reluctant. It's not that I want to learn from Mei Chaofeng, but that I want to learn from Jiuyin Bones Claw to store nails. Because every time I cut my nails, my fingertips will be infected and some little red dot will appear in my nails, so I don't want to cut my nails.
I just feel lucky today, and someone will check it on Monday. Who knows, they have pushed open the door to check, and they are really careful. There is no doubt that I was written down, so my class was deducted by 0.2 points. I looked at Mr. Wen with guilty eyes. I didn't know that I was asking Mr. Wen to forgive me? Or did I voluntarily bear the "sin"? I thought to myself: Teacher Wen will definitely blame me. Who knows, Mr. Wen said to me in a kind tone, "Liao's nails were not cut, but they were detained,no."
You can blame him. He didn't cut it on purpose, but came because he didn't understand the school rules. I told you everything this time. It's up to you to learn it yourself. "
A lamp illuminates our students' misunderstanding, a beam of light warms a student's heart and broad mind, which makes you win the love of our students and makes us clear the courses that need to be corrected.
In the morning, as soon as I came to school, I saw my classmates hand in their homework in a hurry. I quickly found my homework from my schoolbag. Shit! I forgot my Chinese exercise book! The teacher is sure to criticize me this time. I'm extremely worried. What a shame to let the teacher criticize in front of so many classmates! I took two classes with trepidation. After the second class, it's time to do eye exercises. I am not in the mood to do it because of my inner panic. The teacher came over and asked with concern, "What's the matter with you?" I said timidly, "Teacher, I forgot to bring my Chinese homework." The teacher smiled gently and said, "It doesn't matter, as long as you write it, you are a good boy!" " The teacher's voice is so gentle that there is no reproach at all. It turns out that the teacher is not as strict as I thought. From the teacher's gentle voice and sweet smile, I saw the teacher's love for me.
The teacher's tolerance opened my heart and made me less afraid of the teacher; The teacher's tolerance, like a ray of warm sunshine, warmed my young heart; The teacher's tolerance is a spur and encouragement, encouraging me to keep making progress; The teacher's tolerance is selfless love for a student, which makes me grow up healthily in the ocean of love.
I have a teacher with short brown hair, small eyes and short-sighted glasses. She usually dresses simply and often wears a khaki coat and a pair of black trousers. Her shoes, like trousers, are also black, with imitation gems hanging around her neck, which look shiny. She is very tolerant of us. Generally speaking, she will only reason with us and will not criticize us. I have many similar experiences, one of which impressed me the most. Once after lunch, I was sweeping the floor in the corridor of our class. After a while, my good friends, Shen Chenyang and Xu, ran over and asked me to play "rock scissors cloth". I couldn't resist the temptation to play, so I put down my broom and ran to play with them. It's noon time. The teacher went to the door of the classroom and saw that the corridor was dirty, so he called me out. Then I thought to myself, "Oh, it's over. I went to play before I finished cleaning. The teacher will definitely criticize me severely. " However, when I walked into the corridor, the teacher didn't criticize me, but calmly said to me, "In the future, we should hurry up and don't be too playful." Look, "after listening to the teacher's words, a warm current suddenly surged in my heart." I immediately went into the classroom, took out my broom and swept it carefully. I swept it from the east to the west of the corridor and from the west to the east. When sweeping the flowerpot, I moved the flowerpot carefully first, then swept it hard, then moved it back to its original place, and finally dragged it with a mop. The originally dirty ground suddenly became clean. Looking at the ground where I can see people, I turned to look at the teacher. She is smiling at me!
What a kind and tolerant teacher! I am very happy to meet such a teacher.
Teacher's tolerant composition 7 Our Chinese teacher is Miss Jing. She is very tolerant to us. I don't think any teacher in the whole school can be as tolerant as Miss Jing.
Once, I made a mistake because I didn't do my homework carefully. Teacher Jing called me to the office. I was so scared that I thought the teacher would hit me with a stick. Surprisingly, Mr. Jing didn't even say a word of blame She told me that it is inevitable for every student to make mistakes. As long as he can recognize his mistakes and actively correct them, he is a good boy. After that, Mr. Jing patiently and carefully helped me analyze the cause of the mistake, and reminded me that I can make the same mistake twice, but I must never make it a third time.
The same mistake, if changed to another teacher, is not loudly reprimanded, is coldly opposed, what's more, stick together. Teacher Jing always gives help and encouragement to students who make mistakes, so we all think that Teacher Jing is the most tolerant teacher.
Teacher's Tolerance Composition 8 When you unintentionally do something sorry to others, others choose to forgive you and understand you instead of being angry. This is tolerance.
I remember when I was in the second grade of primary school, I was very timid, and I was afraid when I arrived at school, because I was often bullied by others, and I didn't have good friends at that time. How many times, I got up the courage to resist bullying my classmates, but when I got to school, I became that timid self again.
Once on my way to school, I suddenly bumped into a classmate who likes to bully others! He turned around, pushed me down and said, "You hit me, didn't you?" Give me ten dollars tomorrow or I'll blow your head off! "Say that finish, he gave me a slap in the face and swaggered away. In this way, I became more and more timid, even serious enough not to go to school!
Until one day, something happened that changed me completely. During a break, my pen suddenly failed to write, so I just swung it around with my pen. Suddenly, I spilled ink on the teacher's clothes. At that time, I was particularly afraid that the teacher would criticize me, and I was afraid that the teacher would call my parents to complain. I immediately apologized with tears in my eyes. Who knows, the teacher said gently: "Nothing! Didn't you hit your hand? " I was stunned at that time, and immediately said to the teacher, "Nothing, teacher." I was deeply moved after the teacher left.
Gradually, I began to change and become bold. Not only am I no longer afraid of being bullied by others, but I have also made good friends. All this is because of the teacher's tolerance.
Teacher, I will never forget your tolerance! Your tolerance has added a touch of beautiful color to my world. How cold the world would be without tolerance. So, let's work together to make people tolerant everywhere and make the world a better place!
Some people say: teachers are candles, burning themselves to illuminate others; Some people say: a teacher is a piece of chalk, sacrificing himself to bring wisdom to students. ...
I have met such a teacher since I was a child. Whenever I make a mistake, the teacher's education is inevitable. As a teenager, I am in a period of resistance, and I am somewhat dissatisfied with the teacher's education. But the teacher has always been "convincing others with virtue" and taught me how to reflect on my mistakes.
Teachers always hope that we still have a kind heart, as pure and selfless as Snow Lotus on the snowy mountain. The teacher wants us to do the same. Almost every day, they give us Siwei lessons and educate us. When we make mistakes, we should be brave enough to take responsibility.
In my. As far as I can remember, I quarreled with my teacher three times because of my resistance when I was young. The first time was because the teacher gave me a position and wanted to exercise my management ability. But I don't understand the teacher's intention, and I don't think it is suitable for me, so I don't want to work. When I made a mistake at work, I quarreled with the teacher and failed the teacher's painstaking efforts. The second time was because of a fight. Because of the danger, the teacher was worried that something would happen to us. If she said anything to me, I would talk back to the teacher. The third time, I may have gone too far, because I didn't want to cooperate with that classmate, so I went on strike directly, and I didn't listen to the persuasion of the Labor Committee, so I had a big fight with the teacher. After the accident, I was actually very upset and had a feeling of being unknown. But later, I got up the courage to apologize to the teacher. The teacher didn't criticize me severely, but talked with the teacher. He swept away my inner troubles and taught me to face the next life.
Recalling the mistakes I have made, recalling the tolerance of teachers again and again, and looking at myself now, I can only say, thank you for your tolerance!
Tolerance composition of teachers 10 Tolerance is a noble quality and a traditional virtue. I got tolerance and forgiveness.
It was grade five, and our group swept the floor. After school in the afternoon, when we were about to sweep the floor, Zhu Mengsi was left alone. I said, "It's okay, hurry!" "Zhu Mengsi sitting on the table, stretching his legs, insolently said," I won't go. What can you do with me? " I couldn't get used to it and said, "If you don't leave, help us sweep!" " "None of us gave in to each other, so we quarreled one by one. Later, we somehow got into a fight. In a rage, we found our teacher, who asked us what was going on, and I told the story again. The teacher didn't speak and paused for a while. The teacher said, "Who did it right?"
We froze, and the teacher said, "You are both good students. The teacher likes you very much, but for this little thing, she just fights. Is it worth it? "
We were both silent, and the teacher said to us, "We just learned the lesson of caring for each other today. Have you learned? "
We both nodded and said, "I've learned." The teacher said, "What you have learned is only superficial, and you haven't really realized the deeper meaning of this text. It is to teach us how to be a person, how to get along with others, how to be generous, how to tolerate everything, how to calm down for a while, and how to take a step back, you know? "
The teacher said a few simple words that made us lower our heads. I was eloquent just now, but now I'm silent, just standing silently with my head down.
I know, I have no reason to say that I am right, and there is no reason to say that I really learned to care for myself today.
Can each of us clap our chests and say, "I have learned to be tolerant!" " "No, because we didn't, we also make a scene for such a trivial matter.
Take it easy. Let's try to tolerate and care for everyone around us. Let's really learn tolerance in this world. Let's clap our chests and say proudly, "I have learned to be tolerant!" " "
The teacher is forgiving me, and everyone around me is trying to forgive me. I am happy and proud of this!
The teacher's tolerant composition 1 1 She has a pair of gentle eyes and willow eyebrows. She walks like a weak willow, speaks as softly as a bird, and her heart is as wide as the sea, which can accommodate all of us. She is the head teacher of our class-Miss Li.
The final exam is getting closer and closer, and the review in our class is getting more and more tense. Miss Li is as busy as a snake and a snail every day. Even if the teacher is so busy, Liang Jinyi, the naughty king of our class, will not stop. In Chinese class, Miss Li commented on the wrong questions for us. She is so happy that she can't stop talking, and she can't wait to pour all the knowledge into our minds. Her eyes are full of expectation, and her cheeks are slightly red because of her devotion and excitement ... When the teacher is excited, Miss Li keeps reminding Liang Jinyi with her eyes, but Liang Jinyi is still buzzing down like a bee, and Miss Li keeps raising her voice. After a class, Mr. Li's voice is hoarse, she is getting harder and harder, and her eyes are getting more and more serious. At that time, he was still playing with mud. Teacher Li held back his anger and asked him to do exercises. What is hateful is that he actually disappeared from the exercise. At this moment, I think Miss Li will be furious and punish him severely. But unexpectedly, Mr. Li took a deep breath and gave him his only one, but he tore the cover and drew all the questions. Miss Li couldn't help sighing when she looked at those unimaginable exercises. Mr. Li had to sacrifice his rest to help him with his homework. When he saw that he didn't have a pen to write with, he gave him a brand-new pen so that he could write better ... Seeing that Miss Li had helped him so much, I thought, I really don't deserve to be a teacher. Instead, it ruined Mr. Li's efforts and efforts. If it is another teacher, it will definitely be severely punished.
Teacher Li is tolerant not only to naughty classmates, but also to class cadres again and again. At that time, I randomly filled out the sports meeting form and put it in the teaching circle. Who knows, the form is gone, and Miss Li can't find it, just like ants on hot bricks. The students in the brigade chased the teacher to hand in the form many times. The teacher said shyly, "Give me some time and I'll try to find it out." I had to ask the PE teacher for a new one, and the radio criticized the teacher for not handing in the form. At this time, I thought Miss Li would criticize me. Unexpectedly, she said to me, "Don't cry, make it up quickly, and be careful in the future." Don't be careless when stealing. " Looking at the teacher's kind smile and listening to the teacher's gentle words, my heart calmed down, and the teacher's tolerance made me no longer afraid of the teacher's criticism.
Miss Li, like our loving mother, gave us warm sunshine, countless opportunities for correction and tolerance again and again. She is the most tolerant person I have ever met and the one I admire most.
Teacher's tolerant essay 12 "Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow." Yes, looking at those boys and girls who are eleven or twelve years old, I can't help but go back to my school days … ..
Eleven or twelve years old is the spirit of elegance and ignorance; When I was eleven or twelve years old, I was eager to understand and communicate; When I was eleven or twelve years old, I hoped to get the teacher's affirmation, encouragement and praise ... I didn't come from an education major and accidentally took up the post of teacher. I'm ashamed to tell you that I haven't been teaching for a long time and I haven't got a teacher qualification certificate yet. If I want to say that I have a deep understanding of education, maybe it's just a little thing that happened in my teaching process that made me realize that understanding and tolerance are the best teachers. It was in a self-study classroom at night. Due to objective reasons, the school was blacked out, and all the students lit candles in the classroom to study. And I also patrol the classroom to tutor students. There are discussions, self-study and, of course, whispers in the classroom. However, seeing the students' enthusiasm for learning by lighting candles, I acquiesced. Just touch his head to individual students and whisper, "It's worthy of the selfless dedication of candles!" " Then, I continued tutoring and walked back and forth in the classroom. Just as I walked back and forth, facing the blackboard and returning to the podium, the whole class in the classroom was in an uproar and burst into laughter. I walked back to the podium, turned around and raised my voice. "Everybody be quiet. What are you laughing at? " The monitor stood up and said loudly, "Teacher, someone put a piece of paper on your back, which said …" I immediately realized that the students had played a prank. I didn't tear it off on the spot, but inadvertently "oh". As far as Zuo Gu is concerned, I told you that I used to play pranks when I was a student, saying, "I understand you very well. In fact, between teachers and students, teachers have a dual identity-both a good teacher and a good friend. There is nothing wrong with joking with each other, but pay attention to the occasion: this is a classroom, a place to study. Is it appropriate to joke like this? " Then, I reached out and tore off the paper, and I saw it-the tortoise. I am still not annoyed, smiling. "This student has a good foundation in art, and this painting is very similar." In the classroom, I measured my steps. "But, classmates, I believe everyone is familiar with the story of the race between the tortoise and the hare. Why did the rabbit lose to the tortoise? " At this time, my eyes were deep and distant, scanning every classmate in the classroom. In fact, so far, I already know which student did it, but I don't disclose it and I don't ask students to report it. "Classmates, this prank is over. I hope it won't happen again. I will arrange an essay "Let's start with" The Race between the Tortoise and the Rabbit ". I hope everyone can think about it-why did the rabbit finally lose to the tortoise? "
Afterwards, this classmate took the initiative to find me, admitted his mistake and said, "Thank you, teacher. I must study hard like a turtle in the future so that I can live with you! " I smiled and nodded. Go ahead, the teacher believes you. "From then on, this classmate listened carefully in my class and even took the initiative to maintain classroom discipline during self-study. His academic performance has also soared, ranking among the top five in the whole grade. In this regard, I am very pleased, but also understand the wonderful use of understanding and tolerance!
Teacher's tolerant composition 13 On Sunday, my father bought me four books. The names of these four books are Toy Adventures, Crossing the Snowfield, Lan Tu's Secret Tree Cave and Little White Rabbit Girl. Toy Adventure is a fairy tale, Crossing the Snowfield is a collection of fairy tales, Lan Tu's Secret Tree Cave is a collection of children's stories, and The White Rabbit is a fairy tale narrative poem.
Once, when I had nothing to do, I read books. I saw Lan Tu's secret tree hole. The story I read is that old people will never do anything wrong. The story says that there is a couple who are the most optimistic couple in the village. One day, his wife asked the old man to exchange a horse for something. The old man traded a horse for a cow, then a cow for a sheep, then a sheep for a fat goose, then a fat goose for a chicken, and finally a chicken for a bag of rotten apples.
In this interesting story, the old man finally traded a horse for a bag of rotten apples, but in every exchange process, the old man always considers the problem from the actual situation of his family, and every wish is simple and satisfying, which makes me understand that being a man should be considerate, tolerant and respectful. "Old people can never be wrong in doing things" means that we should have a tolerant heart.
After reading this story, I understand a truth: be tolerant, don't blame others for doing something wrong, and put the blame on others. As far as my teacher is concerned, I often take other people's things a few days before school starts, and my teacher finds out. The teacher didn't blame me very much, but smiled and educated me and said, I believe I can change this bad habit. I was very surprised when I heard this sentence I thought I was dead. I learned a lot from my teacher. After this lesson, I changed this bad habit. This story tells us to have a tolerant heart.