I have a dear teacher. She is my head teacher and my Chinese teacher. We all affectionately call her Xiang teacher.

Teacher Xiang is of medium height, beautiful and gentle, fair-skinned, with a high nose, always wearing a bunch of curly hair, and a pair of big eyes are bright and radiant, smiling and curved, like a crescent moon, beautiful and charming.

Responsible, patient and caring for teachers.

In class, Xiang always discusses the content of the text with us, and sometimes he is humorous with us! When reading the text to the teacher, she has a beautiful voice, standard Mandarin and rich knowledge. If we have different understanding of the reading of the text, she will also analyze it carefully and discuss it with us.

Teachers are always patient. Once we have any questions we don't understand, she will explain them carefully until we understand them.

I remember once, when we were in the tree last year, a classmate suddenly raised his hand: "Excuse me, teacher, what is the main point of this fairy tale?" "Well, the classmate sit down, please, you ask this question very well. Now I will give students three minutes to think carefully, concentrate and find answers from the text. " 1 minute passed, and a classmate understood that a man should keep his word. "Yes, that's just one of the reasons." After 1 minute, another classmate said; "Be a man and cherish friendship." "Yes, what is missing?" Finally, classmates, you all said it, and I also said it, but we haven't found the third truth yet. At this time, the teacher smiled and said to us; "Students, please think about it. Trees turn into light, bringing people light. What spirit does it have? " "me!" Suddenly, many hands were raised in the classroom. "Come on, Yang, tell me." "Be a dedicated person!" I answered loudly. "Well, that's good. Please sit down. " Speak kindly to the teacher. "People should not only be honest, but also cherish the friendship between friends. The most important thing is to have dedication. Students, we should be like birds and trees when we are young, so that we can have more friends when we grow up! How happy I am! Right? "

Be serious and patient with the teacher, and care about us as much as your mother.

Whenever a classmate feels unwell, ask the teacher to send him to the infirmary. If the situation is serious, he will call his parents immediately. Before parents come, they will always care about the teacher until they take their classmates to the hospital. I remember one time I had a bad cough. She asked me if I had a fever due to injection, told me to drink more water, and met my mother after school and told her that she must go to the hospital for examination.

The Chinese class with the teacher made me understand a lot of knowledge. The language taught to teachers, like a cup of green tea, exudes a faint fragrance and is full of green; Xiang's Chinese class seems to make people taste a glass of sweet wine, which is memorable. ...

Like a gardener, Xiang teacher waters the flowers of our motherland with painstaking efforts; Like a teacher's guide, take us into the ocean of knowledge; Teachers are like mothers, caring for our growth.