For fifteen years, I have been on the road of learning.

When I was young, I learned how to walk and talk. When you grow up, learn to ride a bike and be brave; After that, I stepped into the campus to learn knowledge and how to be a meaningful person. ...

All this is inseparable from the teacher.

In my memory, the teacher I respect and like most is my primary school teacher. She is a Chinese teacher, surnamed Deng. She taught us Chinese for two years and served as our head teacher for two years. When I first saw her, I thought she was beautiful. She stood on the platform, pen in hand, writing something with her head down, with a faint quiet smile on her lips. Even though her appearance is not very beautiful, her smile is the most beautiful I have ever seen, like a person's body bathed in a warm spring day.

In the days to come, I like her even more. At that time, we studied the word "dyeing" in the "dyeing room". I have always written the word "nine" in the upper right corner as the word "pill". After the dictation was changed this time, I wrote the word "pill" next time. Just when I thought the teacher was going to be angry, she didn't blame me. She patiently told me the structure of the word "dye" over and over again, and also told me a formula: "There are no pills in the dyeing room." Since then, every time I write the word "dye", I have to read this formula again, and it is the same today.

She treats people very gently and seldom gets angry. After class, she skips rope and kicks shuttlecock with her classmates. She is very concerned about her students. I remember once, the school arranged weeding. There is a grass on the lawn that will prick people. At that time, many students had their hands pricked. The teacher looked distressed and immediately said to us, "Don't hoe any thorny grass, let me!" " "Say that finish, he bent down and hoed the thorny grass. I remember being silly and my eyes were slightly moist! Now that I think about it, it should be touching!

These years, we are lucky to have a teacher who loves us. How lucky we are! Teacher's Day is coming quietly, with a belated blessing:

Happy Teachers' Day to all teachers! You have worked hard!

2. 700 words of junior high school composition about Teachers' Day.

Today is September 10. Today is a "sacred" day, because today is both a teacher's birthday and a teacher's holiday!

In the morning, as soon as I got to school, I saw many classmates around the teacher. It should be a teacher's day gift from my classmates!

After the morning reading began, the podium was filled with gifts. The teacher asked several of our classmates to come to the podium, and then the teacher gave us gifts. The teacher asked us to classify them all. I didn't expect dozens of sets of cups alone!

I also want to send something in the afternoon, so I let my father pick pears. Of the three pears, I chose one, pomegranate found the reddest one, and corn found some tender ones and gave them to the teacher.

When I came to school, I found no one in the classroom. They're all hiding on the back balcony. I also quickly hid in the back. They didn't know until they asked, so they wanted to surprise the teacher. Looking forward to it, the teacher finally came. As soon as the teacher came in, we all came out from behind. There is a big cake and a small cake, a bunch of flowers and a bunch of flowers in a bottle on the platform. After giving our teacher a surprise, the teacher seriously asked us what the first and second classes were. After asking, the teacher smiled and said, "Let's eat cake today." "Yes-"

The cake that the students have been waiting for has finally arrived. The teacher opened the big one first and gave us some. The girls in our group are still very orderly. We take turns eating. Although each of us ate a little, we always felt very sweet. The teacher said she only took a bite, but she didn't expect the teacher to take a bite. Well, I really should let the teacher eat more!

We finished eating quickly, and finally there was a big piece left. Because the teacher was a monkey, only the monkey was left, and finally he "fell down strongly". At this time, the teacher invited Hou Ke to eat. It turned out that the teacher noticed that Hou Ke didn't eat a bite. Under the teacher's repeated insistence, Hou Ke still ate, but finally left some. After some discussion, we finally forgot about the math teacher and the English teacher, so let them all eat.

Looking back now, why not the most unforgettable Teacher's Day?

3. There are 700 words in junior high school composition about Teachers' Day.

Autumn wind blows, the festival is coming, and Yan Yan's words are touching. The colorful garden can't be caged, and the teachers are very happy.

"MengMeng, get up!" Mother gave a cry, and MengMeng, who was still wandering in a strange dreamland, had to open her sleepy eyes, and suddenly a golden light flashed in her mind: Today is Teacher's Day!

MengMeng got dressed quickly, put on a bright red collar carefully, finished washing, had breakfast in a hurry, and then picked up his schoolbag and skipped to school.

On the road, the songs are flying and the mountains and rivers are beautiful. In autumn, a rare golden dress is accurately prepared for the hillside. MengMeng thought of Mr. Wang's old face and the teacher's vigorous and powerful words. She wants to give the teacher a present!

MengMeng said to himself, "what to send? Send greeting cards, always can't get cold feet ~ otherwise, "MengMeng saw the unknown wild chrysanthemum, remembering that Miss Wang's favorite is the indomitable willpower of wild chrysanthemum, and decided on the gift. Picked some beautiful wild chrysanthemums, tied them into bouquets with ribbons, and ran quickly to school.

At school, MengMeng ran to the teacher's dormitory without putting down his schoolbag. When the breeze blows, the morning glory in front of the teachers' dormitory nods to Meng Meng, and the leaves applaud MengMeng. MengMeng crept to the teacher's dormitory, went to the window and saw the teacher doing morning exercises on the balcony!

MengMeng carefully inserted the flowers in the pen container, trying not to make any noise. MengMeng saw that the teacher's book clip on the desk was still upright, reading glasses were also on it, and a pen with body temperature was not covered. MengMeng didn't expect the teacher to get up so early to prepare lessons. The red pen in the pen container was just handed out by the school a few days ago, but the teacher has turned the refill into countless encouragement and comments, and it has become a clear spring flowing into the hearts of students; A ruler next to it, which the teacher used to draw a grid, has been blackened by handwriting. Seeing this, MengMeng felt from the bottom of her heart that she would be happy to offer her sincere wishes to the teacher.

A gentle breeze seems to bring the teacher's laughter and flowers. The sun shines on MengMeng's face, making her more sunny! She hoped the teacher would smile knowingly. ...

4. There are 700 words in junior high school composition about Teachers' Day.

Tomorrow is Teachers' Day. In order to celebrate Teachers' Day, several class committees in our class discussed how to celebrate Teachers' Day after class. The bell rings in the third class, which is the class activity class, that is, the Teacher's Day party.

I saw the host Jiang Lingxin appear on the podium and explain the arrangement of today's program to us. Then the wonderful Teacher's Day party began. The first program is reciting. The emotional recitation of two female students praised their good wishes and love for the teacher. The female students in the back accompanied the recitation with the electronic organ, and the beautiful melody was accompanied by wonderful recitation, which won the applause of the students.

The second program is Zhi Ying's electronic piano solo. She brought us wonderful piano sounds. Many students are intoxicated by this beautiful melody. The teacher sitting on the side smiled and appreciated it carefully. At the end of the song, the students gave warm applause.

Appreciating the perfect music, there is a cross talk between two girls-jealousy. Look at the cross talk between two girls. A girl is talking cross talk while laughing, and her mouth is still mumbling. I think it takes ten years to go on stage for one minute. They must have worked hard for today. Their excellent performance made everyone laugh, and some students shouted "Good!" . But they are all programs performed by female students. Isn't this get-together a show performed by male students? I was thinking, suddenly, our usual honest monitor, today one person plays the role of two people. He is eloquent and knows the contents of cross talk by heart. I saw him turn left and right. When he was talking about cross talk, he also made some small moves from time to time to make cross talk more exciting. He even imitated the voices of people of different ages! For example, if you imitate a middle-aged woman, you will turn down your voice. If you imitate an old man, you will make people laugh even the teacher can't help laughing. The class echoed with classmates' laughter. When the monitor finished the cross talk, the audience immediately burst into thunderous applause.

Then there is the game quiz show. The rule is to write a word on the blackboard, one with his back to the blackboard and one with his face to the blackboard. People facing the blackboard should try their best to make people facing the blackboard guess the words. The most striking partners are the teacher and the fourth sister, who was guessed by the teacher. At this time, the word "dancing" appeared on the blackboard. Fourth sister looked at it, paused, and then her hands and feet were messed up. The whole class burst into warm applause. I didn't expect the teacher to make a final decision and guess again at once. Then the word "Golden Rooster Independence" appeared on the blackboard. The fourth sister touched her chin with her hand, then imitated the red-crowned crane, with one foot bent at 90 degrees and the other supporting her body, and then opened her hands. At first glance, the teacher seemed to understand the meaning of Sijie and said, "The golden rooster is independent!" At this time, the class broke into warm applause again, and the teacher and Sijie passed the exam smoothly! After that, the students also actively participated in this game. At the end of the party, Chen Ting presented a bunch of beautiful flowers to the teacher on behalf of the whole class, expressing our best wishes to her.

Talking and laughing at this interesting party is really unforgettable!

5. There are 700 words in junior high school composition about Teachers' Day.

It's another slightly cool September. Looking up at the clouds in the sky, I feel what is the smell in the air. Is it touching? Is it a tribute? Is it a blessing?

I don't know why, it's always easy to get emotional at this time. Watching the old banana wither in the wind and rain, I want to kiss it to show my respect; Bathing in the sunshine sideways, I want to open my arms, hold a ray in my arms and feel its warmth; Watching the red candle shed tears, but still shining, I want to touch it gently to express my touch.

Seeing them, I always think of those lovely teachers. I want to kiss them to express my feelings that I can't express.

My teacher, you are a wise man in my eyes. You did your best to give it to us. It's just ... you taught us to be "sensitive and eager to learn, and not ashamed to ask questions", so we actively asked questions and the students made progress. You warned us that "learning without thinking is useless, and thinking without learning is dangerous." So we learned to think, study hard and make continuous progress. You took great pains to teach us to be human. You said: "Being rich and expensive is what people want, and there is no way to get it without roots", so we understand that we should be an upright person; You told us that "all bets are off, but modest gains are made", so we know to be a modest beneficiary. So, my teacher, I want to kiss you to show my respect.

My teacher, you are an angel in my eyes. I was deeply moved by your smile the first time I saw it. I think this should be an angel's smile, sweet and warm. When I was sick, your caring greetings and concerned eyes were still deeply imprinted in my heart; When the heavy rain blocked my way home, the scene of you decisively pulling me into your car still appeared in my mind from time to time; When I am playful and my grades are slipping, your stern teaching and kind preaching are still in my ears. I think this should be the love and care that angels have. So, my teacher, I want to kiss you to express my true touch.

My teacher, you are the rainbow in my eyes. You filled the sky with my dreams, showed me the light and color, and gave me the strength to work hard. You filled my wings with knowledge and made me fly to the sky to pursue my dream. You appeared in my life and told me that I had to go through wind and rain to succeed. You told me to face setbacks calmly in order to constantly improve myself. You told me that it takes hard work and sweat to have the beauty of the rainbow and the light of gold. So, my teacher, I want to kiss you to express my gratitude.

Looking at the old banana in the storm and the flashing red candle, do you know how much I want to kiss you?

"Four spring winds are prepared for a rainy day, several autumn rains wash the gap, black hair accumulates frost to weave the sun and the moon, and chalk has no words to write the spring and autumn." This is how you take off your wings and give me a chance to fly. I want to kiss you. There are too many feelings and gratitude here, which spread far with the wind.