He is my junior high school math teacher. Although he is not old, he is not young, but he still looks like a group of people all day.
He always pretends to be athletic in front of us, and he is especially kind and easy-going. Although the hair has always been flat-headed, it looks particularly handsome with two locks of long hair in front. When the wind blows through his hair, the hair in front flutters with the wind, which is particularly elegant.
A discerning person can tell at a glance that he must be a teacher with a particularly developed sense of humor. That's right.
The students in our class were attracted to him at first because of his humorous personality. I remember once in class, the teacher finished the content of the day, and in three to five minutes, the teacher began to talk to us about the "fighting incident" just now.
If you think he will teach us a lesson, you are wrong. Listen, "How dare those two classmates fight in front of so many people just now?" I thought I was much better than you when I was a student. I punched twice. "
As soon as the teacher proudly finished speaking, the students made a virtual sound that seemed to be cooperative. I forgot to tell you that our teacher's only shortcoming is that he is not tall enough.
The teacher went on to say, "You don't believe it? I used to be the best when I was a soldier. " This time, when the teacher finished speaking, the students couldn't help it, and they all burst out laughing.
The teacher looked a little embarrassed and said, "don't look at me so tall." It's not that I'm too short, but that they are too tall! But more flexible. Hehe. "
Humor, he always uses humorous words after class to relieve our fatigue and make us happy. The teacher and we get along like friends, but he is not careless about our study.
It is also said that strict teachers make excellent students. I think he should be summed up by "truth", not "strictness". As long as we open our exercise books, we will find that the teacher not only corrects our answers, but also has the handwriting circled by him in the process, and sometimes there are several comments next to it.
This is true not only for students with good grades, but also for students with poor grades. Because there is no distinction between good students and bad students in his mind, as long as he likes students who love learning and are willing to learn, he will try his best to teach them well. Students in our class are particularly prone to make mistakes when studying algebra, which is where they lose the most points. Students don't seem to care much about this, and they all blame themselves for being careless, thinking that they will be fine after a while. The teacher put a lot of thought into this matter.
In order to prevent us from making mistakes, the teacher thought of a special way-using four brackets to prevent us from making mistakes. Sure enough, the students used this method, and the situation of losing points in calculation problems has been greatly improved.
According to the teacher himself, this method was thought out after a long time. I believe this method, because only students in our class can use it. Every effort of the teacher has created an absolute advantage for our class, so that our class is always far ahead.
Of course, we like our teachers not only for these reasons, but also for more reasons. For example, he is knowledgeable and never tired in class ... The students in our class especially like him because of his "special" humor, "special" hairstyle, "special" teaching method and "special" reason ... Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others. We are the flowers of our motherland, and our teacher is a diligent gardener.
Teachers are like a long bridge leading to the knowledge coast. Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating us.
The teacher is like a big tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain. Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland.
You have propped up the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Teacher, the engineer of human soul, who won't praise you! Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty. It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines.
You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable.
Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship.
You, the teacher's love, is the greatest and cleanest in the world! If we are a ship, then the teacher is a sail, leading us forward in the ocean of knowledge; If we want to embark on a journey, teachers are like candles in our hands, illuminating the bumpy road in our study. You let us open the window of our hearts, you gave us spiritual support, you sent us on the road of learning and gave us endless encouragement.
Teacher, we will always remember you. Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty.
It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart! You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere. You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest; You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff.
When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water. When a bucket of water is needed.
2. My teacher (detailed description) My teacher, she is the person I admire most. She is my head teacher and Chinese teacher, Miss Li. Miss Li is just in her early thirties, with a moderately thin figure, a yellow curly hair flying like a waterfall in the wind, a pair of eyes on her high nose, and watery eyes shining behind her glasses. It is Mr. Li's eyes, which are sometimes kind, sometimes gentle and sometimes severe, that accompany our continuous growth. I have the habit of making small moves. Every time I can't control myself, it's Miss Li's serious eyes that make me concentrate on listening. When I make a little progress, Mr. Li will encourage me to make progress with approval. Miss Li not only cares about my own growth, but also cares about the whole class. I remember that once Miss Li caught a cold. Although her eyes were bloodshot and she kept coughing, she insisted on giving us a lecture in a hoarse voice. I am really distressed to see the teacher's uncomfortable appearance. Miss Li, you have broken your heart for our growth. Please rest assured that we will study hard and live up to your expectations.
3. Write a teacher's composition to describe in detail that a summer vacation passed quickly and we entered a new school year. At the same time, we also ushered in the annual Teacher's Day. What we have learned is inseparable from the teacher's teaching and embodies the teacher's hard work. The teacher is like a hard gardener, watering us with his hard work. For our growth, for us to learn more knowledge, the teacher doesn't know how much sweat he has paid. But they don't want anything in return. Every exercise book we do, the teacher is very serious and corrects it carefully, and prepares lessons late at night. There is a poem that is well written: "Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will cry the wick away every night." Teachers are like spring silkworms, they only serve others, ask for nothing in return, never complain, and never serve others seriously. Isn't this selfless dedication worthy of admiration, even though you have it? Although your academic performance is very good, the teacher will not be partial to you and protect you, but will be strict with you in all aspects. I hope you can wake up by going up a flight of stairs. The teacher is full of love and treats every student equally. Now that Teacher's Day is coming, what gifts should we give our teachers? Our best gift to teachers is our progress. Only in this way can the teacher feel gratified. In this golden September, let's offer our most sincere wishes to the teachers! In the galaxy of memory, the teacher impressed me the most. If the father loves the mountain, then the teacher loves it like running water. It melts into a stream and a river, nourishing a land full of hope, and then slowly dries up, reflecting colorful colors on the face of flowers. Without modification, it is profound and needs no explanation. The teacher has become an indelible belief in his heart. Where time stays, the teacher's footprints are printed. Time flies, the former teacher is no longer in his prime, and his forehead is deeply wrinkled by years. The youth contributed by teachers has become an unforgettable memory for me. Under the starry sky on a summer night, is the brightest star your teacher? When you appear in the future and walk towards the podium of success, will you call your teacher in your heart? Under your education, the flowers bloom so proudly and Kunpeng flies so fiercely! Behind happiness, you bury yourself in layers of dead leaves. Sprinkle a deep affection in my heart and dedicate it to you, my teacher.
As for the teacher's composition, I need to describe it in detail. When I was in the sixth grade of primary school, mathematics won the first prize in the national competition. Many students asked me how to learn math. Of course, I will tell them some learning methods, skills and so on. But most importantly: Miss Liu, the math teacher, helped me.
Teacher Liu, whose name is Liu Wei, has been teaching us mathematics since the sixth grade. She has an oval face and wears glasses. She is tall and looks strong. To be honest, at first, I didn't think this teacher was very good. In her class, teachers can often be heard shouting loudly and sternly. Some students may not be able to stand this teacher, and some may not be convinced after being criticized by the teacher, and even give her a nickname behind her back.
After a while, Mr. Liu found that I and several other students were very talented in mathematics, so he gave us several small stoves. My attitude towards Mr. Liu has gradually begun to change.
Teacher Liu's "private lessons" left a deep impression on me. I remember that after school every Thursday afternoon, Mr. Liu will leave behind our "Four Kings" and some students who like math. The "Four Kings of Mathematics" prepared their own topics, saying that Mr. Liu was just an "observer".
I remember one Thursday afternoon, it was my turn to talk about the topic. I copied the prepared questions to the blackboard, and some students at the bottom "worked hard" on their own, and some discussed them in groups of three or five. I am proud to see that many students can't solve my problem. Teacher Liu saw this situation and said to me, "Qu Haonan, tell us about it." After all, this is my first time as a teacher. Inexperienced, stuttering, and not very strict in language. It can be said that there are many loopholes. Many students here find fault with me, which makes me more nervous. Coupled with my poor language skills at that time, I knew I couldn't say it in my heart. I have to say, "This is what we have to do." Teacher Liu jokingly called this "Qureshi Theorem" and then said, "It is better to call it" Qureshi Axiom ". Finally, the teacher saw that I couldn't speak well and simply finished it for me.
Later, Mr. Liu talked to me alone and said to me, "Qu Haonan, I know you have a good idea, but you can't express it, which is a great obstacle to your future math study." Besides, mathematics is very rigorous. Like you, there are many loopholes when you talk about the topic. You are also very sad, because your classmates can find fault with you. The requirements of mathematics in our primary school are not very strict, but if you go to middle school or university in this way, it is almost impossible for you to learn this subject well. You must work hard. "
After listening to Mr. Liu's words, I found my fatal shortcomings and began to correct them in time. Since then, my spoken English has become better and better, and my chalk writing has become more and more beautiful (just improved). I also exchanged mathematics with other "kings of mathematics" in my class, which increased my knowledge.
Now that I am in junior high school, I suddenly find that what Teacher Liu said is partly effective-that is, some math problems begin to pay attention to "choosing words", which makes students "hard to prevent". Now that I think about it, fortunately, I did what the teacher said seriously at that time, which gave me rigorous logical thinking in primary school. Now that I think about it, I really appreciate Teacher Liu.
Up to now, I still remember the teacher Liu's inculcation to me in primary school and the scene where our "four kings" enjoyed "roast duck" (primary school slang, referring to the Olympic math problem). How lucky it is to meet such a good teacher on the way to school!
5. Write the teacher's details to describe "parents are here, don't travel far", which is gratitude. People who have achieved great things have a grateful heart, living with heaven and earth and shining with the sun and the moon. Some people say that there are 3000 * * * people desperately competing. In the end, Mo * * won, and he combined with the egg, so there was you between heaven and earth. So, you came to this world, and you are the happiest person in this world. The other 2999 people are not so lucky. Despite their efforts, they all died in the end. So, you should thank your parents, teachers and all those who have helped you. Grateful people will see the truth of nature. Have you ever thought of thanking the land under your feet for eating watermelon on a hot day? Have you ever thought of thanking Edison when you are sitting in a bright classroom reading? When you see an article that excites you, can you think of thanking those who send papers and write articles in time?
Always be grateful, be grateful everywhere, and you will have compassion and your spiritual world will be enriched. So the articles you write can often impress reviewers and sometimes make people cry.
I have read many perfect compositions, and all seem to have such a heart. They thank God, their teachers and everyone who wants to thank them. Sometimes they feel that there are too many people to thank, so they thank heaven and earth.
Please read an article with full marks. This article once made Professor He Yongkang, the leader of the college entrance examination marking in Nanjing Normal University, cry. Actually, I cried after reading it. This is not a lingering cry, but an atmospheric cry.
6. Praise the details of the teacher and describe the teacher. These two words are so common to us, but our understanding of the word teacher is so shallow.
Teachers are selfless, dedicated their lives to students. The teacher is great. She has trained a group of talents for the motherland. However, she still stands on the three-foot platform and continues to make contributions to the motherland. Today, I come to praise our teacher.
It is true that teachers are engineers of the human soul. When we enter the school for the first time and become a student with joy, the teacher will impress us deeply-the teacher is sacred, great and selfless, and we respect the teacher more than our parents. We spent most of our childhood and even adolescence in school. The most contact is the teacher. We like the teacher to tell us how to study and write, and we like to look into the teacher's beautiful eyes ... everything the teacher says and does makes me admire. They teach us how to learn and be human. Under their guidance, we listened quietly and studied quietly ... We praised the teacher. They take the three-foot platform as their position and are in ordinary posts.
Under their education, from learning A, O and E, to being able to write beautiful compositions, solving difficult exercises, and even becoming students in colleges and universities, the useful talents in all fronts in the future are permeated with the hard work of teachers. We respect our teachers. She works silently, expecting nothing in return, just to let the students learn more knowledge.
They prepare lessons and correct their homework day and night, regardless of heat and cold. The fluttering chalk powder dyed their hair black, but the vigorous blackboard writing and heavy knowledge pointed out the direction of life for us. Winter goes to spring, and cold comes to summer. They greet groups of new students and graduates repeatedly, and constantly send qualified talents for the construction of the motherland.
If nothing else, let's talk about my own teacher. Once, I got chicken pox and missed my homework. The teacher took the initiative to make up lessons for me. The teacher has made up two lessons in a row. I should have sat down for a cup of tea and had a rest, but the teacher didn't. Continue to lecture for me, watching the teacher's chapped lips and listening to the teacher's hoarse voice. How can I not be moved? .
7. Ask for a short essay describing the teacher's composition. The details describe that he doesn't like written tests, but he likes to ask students in class in public, so that students can tell their learning experiences. I remember very clearly: if this classmate answered correctly and profoundly, he stood quietly on the side of the lesson plan, cocked his head slightly, squinted his eyes and listened carefully, as if he were enjoying a wonderful piece of music. Then, he seemed to wake up from his drunkenness, took a long breath, wrote down his scores in the score book with satisfaction, and said kindly and loudly, "Good! Five points! " If a classmate doesn't answer well, he will stare big eyes in surprise, look at his classmates with concern and whisper, "Don't be nervous, think, think and think again." Keep nodding, as if every nod gave the students an inspiration. At this time, he was more nervous than the students who were tested. This scene has passed nearly thirty years, but in retrospect, it is still so clear and cordial. The more questions, the better! ~
Answer me: "Dad, you go." He looked out of the car and said, "I'll buy some oranges." You stay here and don't walk around. "I think there are some vendors waiting for customers outside the fence on the platform over there. To get to the platform over there, you have to cross the railway, jump down and climb up. Father is a fat man, so it is naturally more troublesome to walk there. I was going to go, but he refused, so I had to let him go. It was not difficult to see him limping to the railway and leaning down slowly, wearing a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe. But it is not easy for him to climb the platform over there when he crosses the railway. He climbed up with both hands, and his feet shrank again; His fat body leans slightly to the left, showing signs of hard work. Then I saw his back, and my tears soon flowed down. I quickly dried my tears. I'm afraid he will see it, and I'm afraid others will see it. When I looked out again, he had come back with the bright red orange in his arms. When crossing the railway, he first scattered oranges on the ground, climbed down slowly, picked them up and left. When I arrived here, I hurried to help him. He and I walked to the front of the car and put oranges on my fur coat. So I dived into the dirt on my clothes and felt very relaxed. After a while, he said, "I'm leaving. Write it there! " "I watched him go out. He took a few steps, turned around and saw me and said, "Go in, there's no one inside." When his back was mixed with the crowds coming and going, I couldn't find it anymore, so I came in and sat down, and tears came again.
8. I admire the teacher's composition details "I admire the teacher"
Junior high school life makes me happy, proud and proud. As soon as I stepped into the gate of junior high school, there was a man who made me admire him very much.
She is neither my classmate nor my friend, nor my class teacher. Guess who she is? She is my Chinese teacher-Miss Ding. I'm sure you know. Let me tell you why I admire her!
She is my favorite teacher and my most admired teacher. Why do you say that? She is an excellent teacher. Under her guidance, my Chinese grades have gradually improved, and my composition is OK. The first time I saw her, I felt as if I had rushed into something, and I always felt that she must be excellent. Sure enough, half a semester passed and she left a deep impression on me. Moreover, her personality is humorous, and she is very kind and tolerant to the teachers in our class. But I think that if we are kind to our class, the students will become more and more presumptuous. Maybe they don't like soft food and like hard food. Teacher, I feel very happy and happy in your class, so I raise my hand to speak. It was your voice that encouraged me, gave me confidence and stood up bravely to answer questions. It also exercised my expression ability and improved my accumulation. (Front plug)
Whenever your smile reappears, there are always two small dimples on your face, blushing and lovely. Therefore, when I see you, I will feel very happy and have endless joy. I like you, teacher. You are as selfless as the earth, as broad as the sky, you have knowledge and a heart that accommodates us.
Your classroom is full of songs and laughter. It's so * * *. Every time before class, we can hear the sound of turning pages, so loud and smooth. It's really beautiful. How happy everyone in your class is! I can't help it Your class is so colorful.
Listen to your voice again, teacher. It's crisp, smooth and beautiful. Just like a beautiful music, it excites me and makes me work hard. Teacher, you have taught us so attentively that we will always thank you!
A kind and selfless female teacher, an amiable female teacher and a humorous female teacher-Miss Ding, how can this make me dislike you and admire you?
9. I want to write a good teacher composition. The key is to describe the details. Thanks to my good teacher.
In primary school, many teachers taught me knowledge, and I am very grateful to them. Come to think of it carefully, in these six years, the best thing for us is the present class teacher-Miss Li. Miss Li is an excellent Chinese teacher. He has been our head teacher for three years. He is not tall and chubby. Sometimes his eyes narrow into a crack when he is joking, which is very interesting. His talent is the envy of his classmates. He is very serious and responsible and tolerant of his classmates. In class, I always devote myself to the class and give us lectures in fluent Mandarin. During a holiday, Miss Li assigned us many tasks before going to school. Because there are so many, I can't remember clearly. For me, I remembered half of my homework, but I didn't remember the other half, so I didn't finish it. Monday came, and I came to school happily with my schoolbag on my back. When I heard my classmates mention homework, I immediately panicked. It was not until noon that the teacher found that my homework was not finished. I admitted my mistake to the teacher and should not forget the important task, but Miss Li was not angry. He just said kindly, "Never mind, make it up, and pay attention to the method later. You can write your homework in your notebook, so that you won't forget it. Pay attention! " Since then, I have almost never forgotten my homework. Teacher Li often teaches us to read with emotion in class, and usually tells us to be human and always communicate with our classmates. He knows us well and has always been considerate of us. In class, he has been seriously integrated into the classroom. After class, he has been trying to prepare lessons. Teacher Li is also meticulous in correcting our compositions. He read word by word and looked at it carefully. I really admire him for turning an incoherent sentence into a concise one! Over the years, Mr. Li knows me best. He is fluent in language and unique in teaching methods. He is really an excellent Chinese teacher and my most beloved class teacher!