Teacher Chen is of medium height, with long black hair and bright eyes embedded in her white face, as if she could see the inner world of our classmates. However, what impressed me most was her good quality of loving life when she was a child.
I remember once, I had a high fever, reaching 39.5 degrees. Just as my father was on a business trip and my mother was on duty, I didn't go to school for leave. Teacher Chen came to visit me at home as soon as he knew. She held my hand and smiled and said to me, "Son, you have a fever, 39.5 degrees!" " ! What do you want to eat, the teacher will buy it for you ... "Although I had a high fever at that time, I was sober." Teacher Chen, you're here. "I said to Teacher Chen." Yes, son, the teacher is here. How are you feeling, son? "At this time, my eyes were moist ... The next day, I still didn't go to school, and Teacher Chen came to see me again. When she saw me holding a Chinese book, she said to me, "Don't be too tired, son. When you are ready, we will help you make up lessons. The most important thing for you now is to rest ... "My heart surges: Miss Chen, you are loyal to housework every day, and now I am ill, and you come to see me again ... Thinking of this, my tears welled up ... under the care of Teacher Chen. After returning to school, I took the mid-term exam. Because I didn't attend class these days, I only got more than 70 points. At this time, Teacher Chen comforted me: "Son, I don't blame you for not doing well in this exam. Come on, I'll help you catch up on the lessons you left behind! "This problem ..." With the help of Teacher Chen, I finally got a good score of 100 in the final exam. Teacher Chen wrote on the "message form": "Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration. Congratulations on your excellent achievements, but your achievements can only represent the past, not the future. I wish you make persistent efforts and achieve better results! After reading this "message form", I want to say to Teacher Chen: "Teacher Chen, half of my 100 is yours, thank you! "
Now, I have come to Beijing. Although I left Teacher Chen, I still want to say to her: "Teacher Chen, you will always be my most respected and beloved person!" " "
My teacher taught me to write a 600-word composition. My teacher always shows me that familiar, kind and unforgettable face. She is my most impressive primary school teacher, Qi Li.
I was only in grade three at that time. At that time, I was self-willed, proud and fond of playing small temper. In a Chinese exam, I won the first place in my class. Hearing the news, I was happy to show off this test paper.
I'm glad the monitor asked me to run a blackboard newspaper. I asked my classmates to bring me chalk and a blackboard brush. If I don't like it, I will curse at random. Gradually, my classmates ignored me, and even my best "best friend" didn't want to play with me.
At this time, Teacher Qi came up to me and said to me, "The reason why the lake is broad is because it contains all the small water droplets, and it will not despise other small water droplets, so it is very happy and not lonely at all. People are the same, you can't live without friends, and friends need to be found by yourself. In fact, more than 70 students in the class are your friends, but you will be so lonely if you don't cherish them. "
Since the teacher talked to me, I have learned a lot, I have friends again, and I know the true friendship. In my study, Mr. Qi often supports me, encourages me and accompanies me across the bridge of life.
Now I have transferred to another school and met new classmates and teachers. In recent years, I have made great progress in my study. Whenever I make some achievements, I will think of her, her teachings and her encouraging eyes.
My teacher I have a very respected teacher. She always likes to wear a blue dress, and her quiet face often has a serious and lovely expression.
Every time I see the twinkling eyes behind her glasses, an unforgettable thing comes to my eyes. I was stumped by a question in an exam.
Seeing other students doing so well. So, I looked around and looked around, trying to find a bargain.
However, the teacher saw through my mind and there was no chance. When the teacher's eyes turned to the other side, I took the opportunity to peek at my deskmate's answer.
I feel much more comfortable after finishing the test. The teacher handed out papers, and as a result, I got 100. I was very happy.
The class was over, and I just walked out of the classroom when I heard someone calling me from behind. Looking back, it was the teacher.
She is usually very strict and will never leave me alone. I followed the teacher to the office in a panic. I dare not go near her or look up at her.
The teacher said, "I dare not look up when I do something wrong." I will forgive you as long as you correct your mistake. " After listening to the teacher's words, my heart relaxed a lot.
I sincerely said, "teacher, I was wrong!" " ""Although you peeked at other people's answers, you still don't understand. "The teacher paused and said," I'd better explain it to you. "
At this time, my face was red. Afterwards, the teacher told me carefully.
Before I left, the teacher told me not to ask more questions and correct my wrong homework. I was very moved and deeply realized the teacher's concern for me.
Teacher! You are really an amiable and respectable teacher. Campus is the cradle of knowledge for me; Campus is the window to teach me how to be a man; Campus is my lighthouse; Campus is a stage for me to show my style.
Campus, let me move from ignorance to intelligence; Let me go from childish to mature. The school celebrated its centenary this year and held a speech contest. I was lucky enough to take part in this activity.
This is the first time that I have spoken to more than 1000 students on the stage, and it is also the fourth time, so I am inevitably a little nervous. When contestant No.3 got off the stage, the host read, "Please welcome contestant No.4 to the stage. The topic of her speech is' Love my China'! " Oh, dear! How did you find me so quickly? I walked onto the stage sweating profusely.
Start the speech: "When I learn English …" Oh, no! What is the action that the teacher taught me? It's over! I totally forgot! Whatever! Say it first! Finally! I'm finished. After stepping down, my classmates told me that I was wrong! I nodded in dismay.
Feeling not rich, no action, wrong sentence! Alas! I can't count on ranking. I was thinking.
The game is over. The host announced that I only won the second place.
If I fail in the exam. I thought: Dad will be very disappointed when he knows.
When I got home, my father's words surprised me! He said: No matter when you start, the most important thing is not to stop after you start. On your way to the first, it is necessary to experience the second ... "Yes! The hope of tomorrow, let us forget the pain of today! Dad's words gave me confidence again.
Campus, my stage, I want to show my grace on this stage that belongs to me! Although I am not versatile, I am also a person with a wide range of interests.
Among them, I also like writing compositions. There are also many students who write well in our class. I didn't recall how excited I would be if I were the person standing on the stage and enjoying the praise of my teachers and classmates! Whenever I see their composition, I feel envious and can't help writing it from time to time.
Until today, I can no longer hold back my excitement and make up my mind to write a good composition! Because of this, I often regard it as a document. Finally, hard work pays off! After a little practice, I made progress.
In the composition class, I try my best to write the best composition! I shine on this stage! Later, my stage became the arena of the composition contest. I am so absorbed that I dare not be careless.
Finally, I won the third prize only by my own efforts. But I will work harder in future competitions! Make it more harmonious! My stage is like a fire. Not only did I exercise my perfect composition, but also my patience, confidence and perseverance! In the composition, the name of the Chinese teacher can be changed to my teacher. The good teacher in my mind is Miss Shen who teaches us Chinese.
Miss Shen is about forty years old. She is not tall and a little thin. She smiled kindly. Although Miss Shen's eyes are a little small, she is dignified in class. When his eyes stare, anyone who sees them will immediately sit down and listen carefully.
He smiled and narrowed into a line, like a robot cat to lose weight. Very interesting. Everyone likes to listen to Mr. Shen's class, because his speeches are humorous and active, which is one of the reasons why we like him.
I remember Shen Lao in the third grade.
3. Primary school students' composition "Teacher teaches me to learn" is 400 words. Soon, we will bid farewell to the beautiful campus, the teachers and classmates who get along with each other day and night, and enter the new school with reluctant affection and start a new study life.
Soon, we will bid farewell to the beautiful campus, the teachers and classmates who get along with each other day and night, and enter the new school with reluctant affection and start a new study life. In my six years of primary school life, I will never forget my teacher's careful teaching, and my experience of teaching me to write will always be engraved in my heart!
I remember that time, I usually couldn't write a good composition. I only got 25 points in this exam composition, and deducted 10. I am very unhappy. I think: I should get more than 80 points in my usual exam results, but my composition is not good, so I only got 70 points every time. How much I want to improve my writing, but I can't. I don't know what to do!
I still remember that when I was frustrated, it was the teacher who gave me help. The teacher said to me gently, "Loneliness, do you want to improve your writing?" You know, you just don't write well, so your exam results never improve! "I nodded." Then, the teacher will teach you to write, but you have to do as I say! "I listened, dancing with excitement!
On the first day when my teacher taught me to do my homework, at the end of school, my teacher quietly said to me, "Loneliness, the teacher wants you to write a composition today, the topic is' Love is around'. You should write carefully when you go home and show it to the teacher for review tomorrow! " I nodded and made up my mind to write my composition well.
When I got home, I finished my homework and immediately began to write my composition. I wrote my composition for a long time, and it took me a whole hour to finish it. I think this composition should be good!
The next day, I handed my composition to the teacher for review. After reading the composition, the teacher said to me, "Loneliness, your composition is well chosen, but the sentences are not beautiful enough, too vulgar, and some places are too complicated, not concise enough and not clear enough." You need to improve these places in the future! "After that, the teacher helped me revise my composition and gave me a composition book, so that I could read more other people's compositions and get inspiration from them. Looking at the numerous revised symbols on the composition, I feel warm in my heart
In the days to come, the teacher often assigned me a composition, helped me revise my composition and encouraged me to write well. At the same time, I often regard it as a document, accumulate some good words and sentences from others and apply them to my own practice. Now, my writing level has been greatly improved, which is attributed to the careful teaching of the teacher!
Teacher, thank you for teaching me to write! Your careful teaching to me will be engraved in my heart forever! Your majestic image will always stand in my heart!
4. A 200-word teacher talks about writing a composition for the teacher to educate the students.
Time flies, teacher. Are you all right?
Teacher, I want to say to you: your voice and smile, your gestures, always show in front of my eyes; Your concern and love have been lingering in my mind; Your inculcation is vivid in my mind. When you are with us, everything is vivid.
Teacher, I want to say to you: you have given me confidence in learning; It is you who have given me the courage to live, the motivation to work hard and the hope for a better future.
Teacher, I want to say to you: you are my stepping stone to open wisdom; You are my golden key to open the door to happiness; You are my guide in the journey of life; You are my conductor playing the music of life.
Teacher, I want to say to you: without you, maybe I will give up on myself; Without you, maybe I would be so addicted; Without you, there may be no prospect of my life; Without you, I might not be who I am today.
Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you for sheltering me from the wind and rain; Thank you for giving me warmth in the ice and snow; Thank you for cultivating my kindness; Thank you for understanding me.
Teacher, I want to say to you: every day you walk onto the podium with a straight face, and our happy mood after class is destroyed again. How I wish you could smile at the moment! At the beginning of the class, you were frowning all the time and suddenly woke up a classmate who was absent-minded to answer the question. Classmates Zhang Er and Shang are at a loss, and the answer is wrong. The teacher suddenly flew into a rage and asked him what was wrong. "The students in the back told me," he explained. The whole class burst into laughter, but the teacher didn't laugh. He still frowned and stared at us like an arrow. We had to shut up immediately and sit quietly. At this time, how we hope the teacher can smile! In this way, your unhappiness and your classmates' carelessness may drift away in a smile, and the distance between us and you will become closer because of this smile.
After class, many students ran to the podium and wanted to talk to you, but they were busy asking you, "What is it?" We were just about to speak when we were embarrassed to speak. At that time, how we hoped that you could smile and chat with us easily!
"Smile, ten years younger, we will learn better; Laughing is really relaxing, worrying and sad. " I have written such children's songs or poems before, but I dare not sing them. When can I sing them happily in front of you?
Finally, teacher, I want to say to you: the new year has come, I wish you good health, happiness, harmony and beauty, and spend every day happily! Good people are safe all their lives! !
5. How do Chinese teachers in primary schools teach students to write compositions? If I were a teacher, I would give them less homework every day, so that they could rest early and their hands would not be numb.
If I were a teacher, I would play with my classmates after class.
If I were a teacher, I would look at him (her) with a smile until he (she) was ashamed to listen carefully.
If I were a teacher, I would ask my superiors to cancel the exam, so as not to hurt the children's self-esteem and make parents take the scores so seriously.
If I am a teacher and my classmate has difficulties at home, I will seriously comfort him (her) so that his (her) mind will no longer be scarred.
If I were a teacher,
I will create a bright and beautiful sky for children.
6. The teacher teaches students composition. My teachers, Mr. Deng and Mr. Xie, have 200 words. I study in Fengle Primary School, and I like math teachers and Chinese teachers best.
They taught me the truth of being a man. It is very hard for them to give us lessons every day.
After each class, they must drink several glasses of water. Seeing them working so hard, I told myself to study hard and not live up to the expectations of our teachers.
Therefore, I study hard every day. Once I got 85 points in an exam, the teacher's eyes showed disappointment. I feel very ashamed.
So, I vowed to take the exam 100 and give it to the teacher. So that the teacher will not be disappointed.
So, I review every night. I must get 100 in the final exam.
If so, I really got 100. At this moment, the teacher said to me, "Zhou, you have made great progress. You are my pride." I love my teacher! Teacher Deng Sufang and Teacher Xie.
Composition about Teacher's Day: My good teacher, Miss Zhao, 600 words. If someone asks me what my good teacher looks like. A figure in his thirties will immediately come to mind, with a tall figure, black curly hair and a pair of glasses and a delicate face, which looks so gentle. This is my Chinese teacher, Miss Zhao. Miss Zhao is my Chinese teacher from grade one to grade four, and also our head teacher.
She is about 35 or 6 years old and has bright eyes. Whenever one of our classmates wins an award, Miss Zhao's eyes always shine with joy. She wears a pair of glasses on her high nose. Sometimes she doesn't wear them. When she wears them, she looks like a doctor. When she doesn't wear them, she looks like a mother. Her Chinese class is lively and interesting, which attracts us restless "little monkeys".
I remember once talking about Prometheus stealing fire. Teacher Zhao found a prop similar to the "torch" and asked the students to play Prometheus and bring the torch to the world. Besides, let's ask Prometheus why he brought the torch to this world. In the process of interaction, we learned the text, which was very impressive and interesting. I remember once, I fell while playing with my classmates and hurt my knee.
Miss Zhao, like her own child, helped me clean the wound seriously, applied medicine carefully and looked at her loving and anxious eyes. I seem to have used painkillers for my knee, and the pain has eased a lot. Another time, because I missed a class with a fever, Teacher Zhao used her lunch break to help me with my lessons, so that I could "catch up" with my classmates in time.
Miss Zhao has a broad mind, big enough to accommodate every "naughty boy" in our class. But, but, don't look at Miss Zhao, who is usually affectionate to us. Once we make a mistake, Miss Zhao will become very strict. First of all, she will wrinkle thin arch eyebrows and start a "why?" How's it going? "The bombardment", and then bent down fine eyebrow, earnestly reason, everyone is convinced.
This is Miss Zhao. We all like her very much. Like her mother, she cares about us with love, supervises us with stern eyes and convinces us with persuasive reasons. She is so kind to us that we can't help loving and respecting her from the bottom of our hearts. Like to be persuasive and tireless. Dear Miss Zhao, you are a good friend of all of us and a good teacher in my mind. Composition about Teacher's Day: My fashion teacher, Mr. Zhuo, has 550 words of grass to open the door of spring; Flowers, open in summer; Fruitful, open the door of autumn; Leng Xue, open in winter; Teacher, open the door of wisdom.
And my head teacher, Mr. Zhuo, opened our hearts with her new ideas. Our class is a famous naughty class in the whole school. Teacher Zhuo is young and playful, but he still has to shoulder the heavy responsibility of educating us naughty boys. Can this be done? Don't tell me, Mr. Zhuo really has a way. Since last semester, under the leadership of Mr. Zhuo, the naughty boy in our class has become sensible, his interest in learning has also increased, and there are fewer people who behave in class ... Mr. Zhuo is also a fashionista. Not only is her clothing style novel and gives people a new feeling, but her education method is also unique.
She doesn't use the sea tactics, but arranges homework selectively according to the difference of each student's learning level. For example, those with poor foundation should master the most basic knowledge firmly, those with medium foundation should read more books to improve their level, and those with excellent foundation should strengthen their reading and writing skills.
Not only is she unique in teaching, but she also has a unique way to deal with students' mistakes. No, it is a common phenomenon that students are addicted to games now, which will make teachers and parents anxious.
However, Mr Zhuo Ke patiently enlightened us like a psychologist. To this end, he specially held a class to debate on the theme of "Should students play games", so that we can express our views freely. We were tit for tat, and the scene was both warm and intense. Through this debate, we know how to play, when to play and what games to play.
We think Mr. Zhuo is like our friend and approachable. "The stars shine in the quiet night ..." A melodious song sang our love for the teacher.
Teacher's Day is coming, and I use this article to express my respect for teachers. Thanks to Mr. Zhuo and every teacher for their kindness.
About the teacher's composition: I love my teacher. 650 sentences of fallen leaves hovering in the air, composing the movement of people, is the tree's gratitude to the earth that nourishes it; Baiyun floats in the blue sky, drawing pictures of people, which is Baiyun's gratitude to the blue sky that nurtured him; Because of gratitude, there is this colorful society, and because of gratitude, there is sincere friendship. Because gratitude makes us understand the true meaning of life.
I want to thank the teacher. As the saying goes, "silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and candles will cry dry every night."
Isn't this the best poem for a teacher? Teachers are disseminators of human civilization. It is the teacher who teaches us the truth of being a man, helps us master scientific and cultural knowledge and skills, and takes us to swim in the ocean of knowledge.
Teachers are engineers of the human soul. I love teachers because they have a heart as bright as gold.
When we failed, the teacher swelled our sails; When we succeed, the teacher will share with us.
7. The fragment describing the teacher teaching me to write a composition was also discussed, and only Chen Xiaoqing heard it.
After the group discussion, our group agreed to teach the teacher "perception". It's still terrible to think about it now. It's really scary. I just finished my homework upstairs. I am busy talking and thinking with the team members. These five aspects are described in detail. After class, the students are still discussing this class with relish, which is not good. "Say, shook his head, very helpless. Before we could react, we heard Mr. Xia say, "I have an idea, classmates." Can you teach the teacher? How can I say that you can feel the fear in the teacher's heart last night? " The voice just fell, lifelike, can't help but make us feel scared. After listening, Mr. Xia said happily, "Thank you for teaching me to write a composition. There seems to be a shadow flashing outside the window? The other members of the team and I don't know where to start at present. Suddenly, the whole class burst into laughter, especially Wang Lingling, who laughed so hard that I taught the teacher to write a composition.
"Jingle bells ..." The class rang, and our group agreed that it was really interesting that you could see, hear and feel the scene when writing: "We can suggest the teacher to describe what he saw and heard at that time, which made him feel scared. Just like this, I suddenly saw the curtain cloth fluttering for no reason, and I saw the experience of looking after the house alone one night last summer: that night! Originally, the teacher wanted to write out what she felt last night. It seems now. " ..... Finally: "Teacher, each group began to publish their own suggestions. Some groups suggest that teachers should pay more attention to rhetorical devices when writing. As a representative, I stood up confidently. After all the students were seated, Mr. Xia said with a smile, "Students, we will have an immersive feeling after reading it, and we will feel the fear in the teacher's heart at that time. "The students are all inspired by me." After listening to our speech, Miss Xia nodded? "
Let's "teach" the teacher what to do. But how to teach teachers to write? Last night, I looked at the house alone, you know? Curious, the whole class began to discuss in groups! I have an idea, which is very exaggerated.
When the laughter stopped, Miss Xia pointed to Wang Lingling with a smile and said. Speaking out is not afraid of jokes; Then there was a strange "squeak" sound downstairs ... it scared me at that time. By the way. ""No." Wang Lingling simply replied. "hey. From the students' speeches just now, I understand how to write a concrete and vivid composition. Next, please join me in writing down your own domestic experience in the way you just said. " ……
Just forty minutes passed. However, I have never been so scared since I was a child. That kind of fear can't be described in words. He asked, "Lingling, aren't you afraid after listening to what I said?" I was really scared when I looked at the house last night, as if I was very sad: "Hi! But can we do it? I thought and thought. " Teacher Xia asked doubtfully, "Why don't you feel scared after listening?" Wang Lingling pondered for a while: "I don't think what you said is specific enough." These five aspects are described: "you can also ask the teacher to talk about what he was thinking at that time;" Some groups suggest that teachers should write more about the environment at that time ... it's our group's turn to speak.
8. The teacher taught me to write a 700-word composition. The teacher taught me to read. I still remember when I was in the third grade, when picture books were particularly popular, and one after another came out. Wu Longyuan, Doraemon, Poké mon ... I was naturally involved in the "book tide" and looked at those exaggerated cartoons and funny words. Needless to say, two words: nice! Adults are against us, but we are extreme.
So we launched a protracted guerrilla war with the adults. I changed my mind after an incident. I was watching Wulongyuan that day when suddenly a pair of eyes appeared in front of me. I looked up, ah, teacher! I'm screwed! But the teacher actually said, "Isn't it beautiful? I have a book to lend you! " I paused and said, "Good."
After school, the teacher handed me a book. "Take a good look." I read the title of the book, How Steel was Tempered. I didn't understand it for a moment, so I took it home to see it.
I went home and looked at it, and I was immediately attracted. The hero Paul Chakokin's "steel" is so strong and unbreakable.
Paul and I cried together, laughed together, laughed together, and felt sad together ... When I closed the book, I couldn't help but think about it and whispered "steel". I also want to be steel. I made a promise.
In the later days, I broke up with vulgar and naive picture books. I fell in love with those heavy books. Reading a famous book is talking to the people in it. I read Robinson Crusoe and Robinson told me to learn to stand on my own feet. I read The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, and Tom told me that only exploration can have "treasure".
You can't read books casually, and it's useless to read too many cartoons. I thank my teacher for teaching me to read.
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