My good teacher's composition 1
Teacher, maybe you don't remember. Since the fourth grade, I have transferred to another school. In the face of strange environment and strangers, the tension in my heart is like a towering Wuzhishan. But when you came, you just smiled at me, as if the Tang priest had got the seal of Wuzhishan, which made me feel very relaxed.
You care about me, not only my study, but also my quality training. At a dedication event, you knew I was not good at it, but you chose me anyway. My level is very poor, so please help me practice again and again. "The expression is too stiff. Smile. " "Act natural, relax and don't be nervous." Until now, your voice is still ringing in my ears. On the day of the speech, I still didn't practice well and was very nervous. You waved your fist at me under the stage and gave me an encouraging smile. This smile made the tension in my heart disappear I have surpassed myself and achieved good results.
Teacher, maybe you have forgotten about me, but even if time changes, I won't forget you, because you are a good teacher in my mind.
I remember that little test. I didn't remember anything because I didn't recite it carefully. I'm worried about the passage of time. Look up, you walk slowly, you just turn your back on me. My heart moved, while secretly aiming at you with my eyes, I quietly put my left hand into the drawer and kept groping. Finally touched the textbook. I grabbed the edge of the textbook with my hand and slowly pulled it out. Just as I was leaning over and secretly reading my textbook, you suddenly turned around and looked at me like an eagle. I was surprised and sent the textbook back immediately. I also bowed my head guiltily, blushed, and dared not look you in the eye. You stopped me when I couldn't control myself.
You are gentle, considerate and kind, and you are a good teacher in my mind!
My good teacher's composition 2
Outside the window, the rain is rustling underground, washing the phoenix tree and washing the earth. I stood quietly in front of the exhibition room and stared at a picture in the window for a long time-a teacher was walking side by side with a student under an umbrella, and the teacher's right arm was wet by the rain. Looking at it, it seems that the teacher in front of us is our head teacher, Miss Wang.
Mr. Wang is not tall and plain, but he is tall in our eyes. His meticulous care for us is still deeply imprinted on my mind. I remember one time our classmate Wang Hua accidentally fell off his bike, broke his arm and put on a thick plaster. When winter came, Wang Hua's arm was numb with cold. Whenever this happens, Mr. Wang will extend a warm hand and slowly warm him up.
What impressed me more was the rainy day after school. I remember that afternoon, whether it was sunny or sunny in our class. But it began to rain after school. This makes the already difficult road even more difficult at this time. It was dark, and parents of students left with their children one after another. In the end, there are only a few of us left. Just as we were in a great hurry, Mr. Wang came with an umbrella. As I approached, I saw that he still had several umbrellas in his hand. He said to us, "Take these umbrellas home. Xiaoxue, I will take you home. You sprained your foot and can't wade. I'll carry you. " As he spoke, he bent down and pounced on me, and carried me back. At this time, I felt as if something like cotton had flooded my throat, and tears only swirled in my eyes. I can't say anything and I don't want to say anything. There is only one thought in my heart: "rain, please don't rain so hard, don't get wet with my beloved teacher's clothes;" Lu, please don't be so slippery and don't throw the teacher down. "
The rain outside the window is still rustling, washing the phoenix tree and the earth, but it can't wash away my good memories.
My good teacher composition 3
My three teachers have different personalities and expressions, but they are all serious in their lectures. Every teacher has what students like and what students don't like. ...
Let's start with my class teacher. She is our Chinese teacher. Although she is fierce and has stains on her face, she is very meticulous and devoted in her lectures. Correcting homework is serious and unambiguous, and it is also very strict with us. I hate her and like her. But to be honest, I found that the Chinese teacher didn't like me very much, which was my most depressing place. She only values her classmates who help her clean the classroom at the beginning of school. Sometimes I think gloomily: How can a Chinese teacher be like this? Every student should be equal, we should not favour one over the other, and we should not fall behind. This is the principle of being a teacher. Wow, Kaka, it's really depressing, it's really uncomfortable. ...
Tell me more about my math teacher. My math teacher is a male teacher. Although he is a man, don't think he is fierce. He is very kind to us. He has never been partial to any student. He often says, "Even if you only get 70 or fail in the exam, I won't blame you. As long as you work hard and take the exam seriously, your grades will be the best. " I like him very much. His homework is just a little too much (but there are too many subjects, which adds up to ... ahem). Two or three pages a day (well, yesterday was obviously two pages, today is three pages, really! ), the rest of the time he said is our children's own time, he won't take it up! Great! ! !
Finally, talk about our English teacher. She teaches well, but she is a little old. We can't judge a book by its cover, but she is really old. Also, she read an English sentence, sprayed saliva twice, and splashed it on my head, which was really speechless (…). Although the teacher is very old, he has little homework, doesn't lose his temper, and often talks to us in English.
My three teachers all have their shortcomings and advantages. If they can correct their shortcomings, we will like them better!
My good teacher's composition 4
Unconsciously, after six years of primary school, I was greeted by a brand-new junior high school life. In the face of this strange life, I am a little scared: will the teacher be bored? Will the course be difficult? However, since I had my Chinese teacher, Miss Li, all my fears have vanished. She is like a cup of warm coffee, which makes me savor different flavors.
sweet
Miss Li is like a cup of coffee with sugar, sweet but not greasy. She is very humorous. I remember that there was a misunderstanding because a text was called "The Last Lesson". Many students previewed the last text, but Miss Li was not angry and even said, "The students really listened carefully and previewed the last lesson. How obedient! " , made us laugh. On another occasion, Miss Li dictated to us. When she read the word "stone", she said it was actually an unusual stone, and I couldn't breathe with laughter. ...
Suffering
Just like real coffee is bitter, Miss Li is strict with me, strict but not strict. I remember one time, I didn't finish my homework. Miss Li called me to the office and gave me a gentle beating, but she said earnestly, "It can't be like this next time. You are the leader of your class. You should be a good example! " I shed tears. I haven't forgotten that sentence until now. Until now, I have never made a similar mistake.
warmth
I can't forget the rich aroma of coffee, but what I can't forget is Miss Li's concern for me. I remember once, in an open class, Miss Li asked me to raise my hand and talk more. Seeing so many teachers and leaders coming, my heart is full of ice water, and I am very scared. Teacher Li comforted me: "Never mind, don't be afraid, as usual, the teacher believes you!" " "This is a great encouragement to me! Another time, I came to the office to ask Mr. Ali questions. Miss Li poured me a cup of fragrant tea, but I can feel Miss Li's concern for me. Mr. Li, that's very kind of you!
Now, I'm leaving Miss Li again. However, Mr. Li's humor, severity and warmth will always be engraved in my heart and will not disappear.
My good teacher's composition 5
I have a good teacher. She teaches us math. She is neither fat nor thin, of medium build, very beautiful, and cares about people, especially students' study.
One day at the end of math class, she said to me, "Wang Zeqi, stay after school." After school, all the other students left, and I sat alone in the classroom waiting for the teacher. I think, this time, I will definitely be scolded by the teacher. My heart is like fifteen buckets of water-seven ups and downs. I was even more nervous when I heard the teacher's footsteps. But what I didn't expect was that the teacher not only didn't criticize me, but also kindly said to me, "The reason why you didn't do well in this exam is that you still don't understand' litres' and' milliliters'. I'll help you, you have to listen carefully! "
At this time, my hanging heart was finally put down. Then, the teacher helped me explain the knowledge of "liter" and "milliliter". But she told me once, and I still don't understand. The teacher saw that I didn't quite understand, so he went back to the office and poured a glass of water. He said, "This glass of water is about 300 ml, so you can take two sips now." I took two sips at the teacher's request, and the teacher said, "There is still 250 ml in the cup." The teacher asked me to calculate how many milliliters there are in a mouthful of water. I immediately reported the answer: 25 ml. The teacher also said that a bottle of ink is about 50 ml and a bottle of drink is about 500 ml. At this moment, I suddenly realized what milliliter means.
Then, the teacher told me "Sheng". "Have you ever bought a big bottle of drinks? A large bottle of drink is about 2 liters, which is 2000 ml. How many milliliters is a liter? ..... "After listening to the teacher's explanation, I understood the meaning of liter and milliliter, and also understood the forward speed of liter and milliliter. When the teacher saw that I understood, he asked me to correct the paper. I think these questions have become very easy, and soon they have all been corrected correctly.
At this time it was already dark, and the teacher sent me home again. I'm really touched.
With the help of water, fish can swim freely; With the help of sunshine, flowers can bloom brilliantly; With the help of my teacher, I can thrive.
Thank you teacher! I must study hard and help more people in the future.