Stumbling on the road of ignorant growth, I frequently meet many people, some are annoying and some are cute. I thank one person-a person who sowed knowledge seeds in my life and expected beautiful flowers to bloom in my life-she is you! Because you gave me a lot, you gave me an unusual smile.

That smile is as beautiful as flowers in spring and as lovely as mushrooms after rain. However, it was that smile that made me regain the happiness and warmth of life.

It was a mid-term exam, and our hearts tightened. Everyone put away their fun. At your command, we all went back to our seats and worked hard. I am full of confidence, and I am ready to get good grades.

The exam was actually held between my fingers. I sat in my seat and waited with great expectation. The paper in the group leader's hand seems to be dancing slightly. Is it because I did well in this exam? I can't wait any longer, but when the paper was sent out, my eyes were almost broken, my heart was sour, my laughter stopped, my words got stuck in my throat, and my tears could not help flowing down.

The bright red number, like a sinful horse, stepped on my heart, pacing back and forth, raising jade dust; Like a ruthless whip rope, it beats my heart and sends it repeatedly, setting off the flesh and blood like summer. My heart hurts, tears flow down, and I don't want to wipe it; I dropped the book, and I don't want to pick it up. Let go of everything, anyway, nothing can compare with this pain. ...

My heart is cold, my mind is blank, and the whole person is out of activity and covered with endless pain. At this moment, a big hand suddenly fell on my shoulder. It's warm and big. I shivered and slowly raised my head-it was you, it was you! A strange and inaccessible teacher in my eyes! You smiled, and the thin two lips finally separated, revealing eight white and neat teeth. You know, this is the first time I've seen you smile. "Cry, cry will feel better. How can a person's life be smooth sailing? Only failure can blossom a flower of success in life. Only after the baptism of wind and rain can people become strong; Only ups and downs can make people grow. Small setbacks are nothing at all, and the road ahead is still long. Come on, son, stand up from failure and meet the next more arduous challenge! " You smiled, so cute, at this moment, we seem to have no distance ... This smile, this amiable face melted my frozen heart and dissolved my sadness like water.

An encouraging word and a caring smile can bring me everything you can, but you know, it is such an ordinary smile and such a trivial move that gives a depressed girl a lot of strength and warmth! You let me find the precious teacher's kindness from the affection and friendship I only know. I have to say, your love makes me so happy! You left us eternal memories and brought us happy memories. Thank you teacher, my teacher!

No.6, No.2 Experimental Primary School, Jiashan County, Jiaxing City, Zhejiang Province

Teachers in my heart, Mr. Deng and Mr. Xie, 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 a good teacher in my mind 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, 550 words.

Grass, 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 say, Mr. Zhuo is really good at it. Since last semester, under the guidance of Mr. Zhuo, the naughty boy in our class has become more sensible, his interest in learning has also increased, and there are fewer people who play tricks in class. ...

Teacher Zhuo is also a fashionista. Not only is her dress novel and gives people a trendy 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 feel that Mr. Zhuo is as approachable as our friend D. "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.