The female teacher's surname is Song. Because she is young, she is only 20 years old at most. So we all call her Miss Song, and some female students kindly call her Big Sister. Teacher Xiao Song is tall and dressed simply. There are two arch eyebrows on the face of melon seeds, a pair of bright and sharp eyes embedded under the arch eyebrows, and a glib mouth. Teacher Xiao Song tied two long ponytails and dragged them to his shoulders.
When I was in the fourth grade, a female teacher taught our class. The female teacher's surname is Song. Because she is young, she is only 20 years old at most. So we all call her Miss Song, and some female students kindly call her Big Sister. Teacher Xiao Song is tall and dressed simply. There are two arch eyebrows on the face of melon seeds, a pair of bright and sharp eyes embedded under the arch eyebrows, and a glib mouth. Teacher Xiao Song tied two long ponytails and dragged them to his shoulders.
1 She leaned down close to my face and stared at my eyes with wide eyes, as if to instill an inspiring force in my heart.
When she talks about God, heaven and angels, she seems amiable. The face has also become younger, and the moist eyes reveal a particularly warm light.
But her eyes are small, as small as her father and as handsome. Her eyes are the most beautiful, with deep double eyelids and a pair of very bright and black eyes. When eyes turn to any part of the orbit, they are very clever and charming. Without these eyes, although she looks well-proportioned and delicate, she can't show anything special about her. Her eyes cover up all her shortcomings. Her eyes can bloom lovely flowers for her heart and brain. Although she has no profound knowledge, admirable personality and actions, her eyes will make her conquer everything; Seeing her eyes makes people forget to think about anything else, just feel cute. The light in her eyes will go straight into people's hearts and make people crazy at once. Eyes are often bloodshot and turbid, and sometimes they stagnate like dead people.
I will study hard today, or my mother will open her eyes when she comes home. Mother's eyes are very beautiful, and black eyes grow in the middle of them. Mother's left eye is dedicated to watching Japanese dramas, and her right eye is dedicated to watching me study. Both eyes are very memorable, so tired! If only I had another eye! If I had another eye, I wouldn't be able to steal time.
5 struggling to open your eyes, your eyes are blank.
Only the eyes are round.
Her dull eyes suddenly flashed.
Along the eyes, there are some tears in the corners of my eyes, and my eyes are not as energetic as before.
Raise her dull eyes.
Just look straight in the eyes and tell everyone a story that she never forgets day and night.
She stood with her mouth open and looked at them straight.
She just looked at them and didn't answer a word.
Seems to be very cramped, immediately gathered a smile, turn your eyes, to see the snowflake.
Always staring and not saying a word.
This eye shot everywhere, just like a child seeking love in hunger and thirst.
My eyes shone with sadness and joy, but with indecision. Although I tried to avoid my sight, it seemed to fly out of the window. Confused and naive feelings
Looking into my father's eyes, I feel that his smiling eyes are as deep and mysterious as the night sky.
My father's eyes are mysterious, as if they can make up a lot of happy light for me.
2. Composition describing the teacher's appearance 300 words describe the teacher's appearance.
Miss Li has dark eyebrows, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on her round face, and sparkling eyes behind her eyes, sometimes severe and sometimes gentle. When I smile, I show two deep dimples and a glib mouth. I like listening to her best. She knows everything. Everything she said made me feel so magical and made me understand a lot of knowledge that I didn't have in books. A "ponytail" with blue flowers on its head. How beautiful! I always like to wear a black coat, white trousers and thin high heels, walking in the corridor and making a "Dangdang" sound. It's really nice! Her hand is so slender that I always want to touch it sometimes. The teacher used it to write us a lot of knowledge on the blackboard. Teacher, I really like you!
The 300-word composition describing the teacher's appearance must be all about the person I know best.
It is she who nourishes the delicate flowers of our motherland. She is like an industrious gardener, nurturing our growth and teaching us knowledge. She is of medium height, with curly brown hair, a white oval face and a pair of glasses on her high nose, which cover her calm and bright eyes. There is also a glib tongue and a pair of sensitive ears. She's easy to get in, and she's very careful in class. When giving lectures, she often uses life examples or some historical stories to analyze difficult problems, so that we can learn knowledge while listening to stories, which makes me never tire of listening.
Once, a classmate whispered in class and was found by her. At that time, she was writing on the blackboard. I don't know how she found it Maybe her ears really look like ears. That classmate was punished by her, but I could see that the classmate didn't want to stand up. Yes, who wants to be criticized by the teacher? But facing her, he stood up helplessly.
Every moment, she worries about us day and night: in the middle of the night, we have entered a sweet dream, but she corrects her homework in the bright moonlight and weak light; During the day, she stood on the podium and led us into the ocean of knowledge and swam in the ocean of knowledge. She carefully spread every seed to us, let it sprout, blossom and bear fruit, bearing a string of huge, full and sweet fruits ... Who is she? Needless to say, you already know that she is the person we admire and know best-the teacher.
4. Ask for a composition describing the teacher's appearance. Some people say that the teacher is the brightest big dipper in the sky, which points out the direction for us; Some people say that the teacher is the coolest mountain spring, watering our saplings with fragrant nectar juice; Some people say that the teacher is a lush leaf, guarding our future flowers and bones with his powerful body.
Teacher, I admire you, and I can't tell why I admire you so much. Looking at your neat and beautiful handwriting on the blackboard, I can't think of how many mysteries and hardships there are, but I only know that it is your selfless dedication to social education. Listen to every word you say on the podium. What's that noise? Is it the green birdsong of nature? Is it a harmonious melody sound from a classical instrument? No, it's not. It is a kind of voice from the outside world, which contains beautiful tones in the world. It sounds profound to us, because that voice is not an ordinary voice, but a signal voice of knowledge. As soon as you hear this voice, you will know that there is a lot of knowledge coming from afar and entering the post station of your brain.
Teacher, you are the brightest Big Dipper in the sky, and I am a black duck lost in the world of mortals. Whenever I lose my way, as long as I see your dazzling light, I can find my way home. I still remember the first time you picked me up and turned me from a naive child into an idealistic and promising pupil. How much did you pay for us? When we enjoy our success and happiness, we can't forget our teachers. You are the coolest mountain spring in the mountain. You used your erudition to let us know this vast and boundless world, let us see the world, you are like our telescope, let us see more clearly.
Teacher, you taught us to be brave in fighting difficulties and not to be overwhelmed by them. Remember the sentence you used to say, "How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? No one can succeed casually. " Yes, success and difficulty are relative. How can we talk about success if there are no difficulties?
Teacher, you are a lush leaf. You protect our future flowers and bones with your strong body. You are never stubborn to you. You always give yourself silently. For your students and your mission, you would rather be a green leaf than a red flower. You want to use your own ability to polish the dawn of this world and let students' dreams fly higher and farther.
Teacher, you have taught us with your life why we should pursue, why we should have ideals and why we should surpass ourselves. Teacher, you left the most beautiful smile to this beautiful world. You are the most beautiful myth in our hearts.
Teacher Sun is the math teacher in our class. She is of medium height and looks like 35 years old.
An amiable face, always so kind. The eyes seen from those black-rimmed glasses are always so bright and kind.
Her language is always so profound, so wonderful and makes people laugh. The female teacher's surname is Song. Because she is young, she is only 20 years old at most. So we all call her Miss Song, and some female students kindly call her Big Sister.
Teacher Xiao Song is tall and dressed simply. There are two arch eyebrows on the face of melon seeds, a pair of bright and sharp eyes embedded under the arch eyebrows, and a glib mouth.
Teacher Xiao Song tied two long ponytails and dragged them to his shoulders. When I was in the fourth grade, a female teacher taught our class.
The female teacher's surname is Song. Because she is young, she is only 20 years old at most. So we all call her Miss Song, and some female students kindly call her Big Sister. Teacher Xiao Song is tall and dressed simply.
There are two arch eyebrows on the face of melon seeds, a pair of bright and sharp eyes embedded under the arch eyebrows, and a glib mouth. Teacher Xiao Song tied two long ponytails and dragged them to his shoulders.
1 She leaned close to my face and stared at my eyes with wide eyes, as if to instill an inspiring force into my heart. When she talks about God, heaven and angels, she looks very kind. The face has also become younger, and the moist eyes reveal a particularly warm light. But her eyes are small, as small as her father and as handsome.
Her eyes are the most beautiful, with deep double eyelids and a pair of very bright and black eyes. When eyes turn to any part of the orbit, they are very clever and charming. Without these eyes, although she looks well-proportioned and delicate, she can't show anything special about her.
Her eyes cover up all her shortcomings. Her eyes can bloom lovely flowers for her heart and brain. Although she has no profound knowledge, admirable personality and actions, her eyes will make her conquer everything; Seeing her eyes makes people forget to think about anything else, just feel cute.
The light in her eyes will go straight into people's hearts and make people crazy at once. Eyes are often bloodshot and turbid, and sometimes they stagnate like dead people.
I will study hard today, or my mother will open her eyes when she comes home. Mother's eyes are very beautiful, and black eyes grow in the middle of them.
Mother's left eye is dedicated to watching Japanese dramas, and her right eye is dedicated to watching me study. Both eyes are very memorable, so tired! If only I had another eye! If I had another eye, I wouldn't be able to steal time. 5 struggling to open your eyes, your eyes are blank. Only that eye or her eyes that are not bright suddenly glow.
Along the eyes, there are some tears in the corners of my eyes, and my eyes are not as energetic as before. Raise her dull eyes, just look straight at them and tell everyone the story that she never forgets day and night. She stood with her mouth open and looked straight at them. She just looked at them and didn't answer a word.
Seems to be very cramped, immediately gathered a smile, turn your eyes, to see the snowflake. Always staring at my eyes, without saying a word, staring everywhere, like a child looking for love in hunger and thirst, but with the light of indecision, although trying to avoid my sight, it seems to fly out of the window.
Confused and naive feelings stared at his father's eyes, feeling that his smiling eyes were as deep and mysterious as the night sky. My father's eyes are mysterious, as if they can make up a lot of happy light for me.
Six teachers have bright eyes.
My middle school teacher's 600-word composition should have a description of appearance, expression, language and class characteristics. Going to junior high school is a new beginning. Let's make a perfect sprint at the new starting line of junior high school life. The teacher in junior high school is a little warm sunshine in everyone's heart, and one teacher has benefited me a lot, that is our math teacher, Miss Lei, who is a conscientious teacher. Sometimes affable, sometimes angry beyond your imagination, but no matter which way he treats you, he always thinks about your future. "class!" "Stand up!" "Hello, teacher!" We had math class as usual and watched the teacher holding several counseling cases. We said very seriously, "Children, almost all our counseling cases are the key points. As long as the questions in each tutorial case are satisfied, then you will naturally understand this course. Whether you like it or not, you should write your own ideas according to the focus of this class, no matter right or wrong, as long as you write them, don't hand them in. " This is the first time I have seen a teacher angry. When he handed out papers to unqualified students who wrote counseling cases, his voice was thunderous and he became unlike Mr. Lei. I saw an expression in his eyes that he hated iron not to produce. He frowned and was livid, and the paper in his hand kept churning. "How do you say these questions?" Watching him hand out papers, sighing and shaking his head continuously. Although Mr. Lei was angry just now, he still stood on the platform and was absorbed in the topic. The teacher gave a good class and everyone listened enthusiastically, just like watching a funny sketch for 45 minutes. Mr. Lei is usually affable to people. Generally, he is very gentle when he tells you the topic, and the teacher's facial expression is very rich. He tells you jokes.
6. Middle school students' composition describing the teacher's appearance, 600 words. Great teacher, we admire you.
Our teacher is fat, tall and round. Wearing a pair of 800 glasses, like a doctor. The teacher has long hair. She is kind and amiable. Once, my handwriting was crooked and very ugly. Teacher Zhang kept me and asked me to write again. The teacher didn't let me go home until I was told to write neatly. I hated my teacher at that time and thought, Isn't it just a few words? Isn't writing well the same as writing badly? Why do you write over and over again? It is a waste of time to write words in a standardized way. When I got home, I told my mother why I stayed. My mother told me: "Words are a facade, from which you can see a person's character. The teacher's strict requirements are right and he is responsible for you. Your handwriting is good, it is your own, and no one can steal it. " After listening to my mother's words, I understood the teacher's intention and made me admire the teacher more. Since then, I have been like a first-grade pupil, practicing calligraphy every day, and writing neatly and regularly no matter what homework I write. After a while, my handwriting was more beautiful and standardized than before, and I was praised by the teacher many times. This is the result of teacher Zhang's strict requirements!
There is a candle in my heart that will never go out, burning the fire of life forever, full of vitality and vitality forever. Isn't this candle like a person around us who deserves our admiration? He told us the truth of being a man in class; After class, she is our good friend. If a student encounters a problem that she doesn't understand, she will teach us patiently. Yes, he is our teacher. "Candles always remind us to think of others everywhere." This may be what teachers often say!
How many pearls did the teacher drop for us in a year? What about us? However, I often make her angry. I think it's really hard, and I regret it: I, a middle school student, didn't work wholeheartedly. Teacher, I want to say to you: "You worked hard for us, worked hard;" You took us into the ocean of knowledge and swam there, which made us understand the fun in the book; You prepare your lessons carefully and enjoy the wonderful lunch in the book with us; You care about us like a good friend; Is it you, is it you, or is it you! You are like a red candle, giving all the light and heat to the younger generation! Your quality and spirit can be described in two words-burning! Keep burning! You come to give us a lecture like a talking bird. It is so colorful. Each chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a colorful new world. ...
Great teacher, we admire you.
7. Describe the teacher's appearance, about 300 words, and quickly ask her if she is a Chinese teacher we respect and like, beautiful, gentle and kind. She is of medium height, slim and 26 years old. A head of long black hair hangs over the shoulder at will, which looks so natural and generous. On the amiable face, a pair of big eyes are full of smiles, and the eyes behind those glasses are always so intense and kind. Just like a mirror, it can show us the smallest mistake. Old and mother-like eyes, full of care and love for us. Every time I see her and see her smiling eyes, my heart is always warm.
Her voice is particularly beautiful, crisp and loud. Her clever mouth can make prose and poetry so lively and interesting, and can make criticism and advice so sincere and cordial. Her language always makes people feel so comfortable, always unconsciously learning knowledge and accepting her criticism. She walks so lightly that we often don't know when she will stand beside us and watch us study hard kindly.
8. The teacher's portrait description is 300 words 1. The Chinese teacher's eyes are dark and her mouth is slightly upturned, which shows that she is determined and opinionated.
The PE teacher is tall and burly, with a flat head and a pair of big eyes on his square face.
3. Under Teacher Dong's slender eyebrows, a pair of crystal clear eyes are shining.
4. Teacher Yang is in his twenties, with a pair of phoenix eyes, bright eyes, pure as clear water and deep as blue sky.
5, the teacher's eyes are black and shiny, sharp and magical, and they can "talk"!
6. The math teacher is tall, with a brilliant "Jin Ju" in her black hair. Goose eggs often have a smile on their faces. Although clothes are not very popular, they give people a sense of intimacy.
I have to say that our teacher is a "two-faced man". She is real. She has a kind face. Although her face is engraved with traces of time, it can't hide her truth at all. When you find an expression in her smile, it is sweetness.
Sometimes, you will see her harshness. In fact, it is only her armed force, and it is a necessity. Anger and anger will patronize everyone, including teachers. The teacher's face was once red with anger, and there was a faint haggard in the severity. ...
She has a pair of arch eyebrows, watery eyes and a glib tongue. What fascinates me most is her long hair, which flutters with the wind when running and exudes fragrance. She is wearing a gray coat with a flowered skirt inside, which looks particularly beautiful and moving.
The feeling she gave me was an essence. Bright eyes exude a soft feeling that can break the psychological defense. There is always a smile on a slightly childish face. Her innocence makes people feel easygoing. When she bowed her head and meditated, the bangs on her forehead danced lightly with the wind, which seemed mysterious and charming.
She has a pair of eyes with gods on her face, and a smile is always with her. A slightly curly black hair hung over her shoulders. The half bangs left in front are fluttering in the wind. ...
She is petite and her voice is much louder than I expected. A long curly hair is like a ribbon fluttering in the autumn wind. This encounter in the wind, her smile is like spilled honey, very sweet. The unrestrained words make people relax in a strange atmosphere. When I went to Qiu Lai in spring, her gorgeous clothes made me feel that spring was brilliant.
A breeze brushed her cheek and her hair fluttered like slender wicker. The spirit of the eyes penetrates everyone's heart. The smile on her lips and the cool breeze lingered in the air, passing through her fingers gently with sweetness and comfort. Perhaps, laughter is her most precious wealth. White skin sets off clarity, and foreshadowing meditation reveals depth. ...
White as jade, long skirt fluttering, elegant wind. September 10 people are more respectful. Half-style hair is wavy like a bun. Oval face, pointed nose, curved eyebrows like willow leaves, watery eyes, free from vulgarity and novelty. Lips like a snap, white cheeks Feiair red. Hands like onions, waist like water snakes. Sitting in the grass, dare to ask if the green grass is shy? A flower in an evergreen tree ...
9. My teacher's jokes should have a portrait description of about 300 words. My favorite person is a teacher.
I like Chinese classes since primary school, so I have a unique feeling for Chinese teachers. Teachers have devoted everything to education, their deepest love to students, but what they have left for themselves is the autumn frost on their temples.
The Chinese teacher in the sixth grade of primary school impressed me the most. He is a male teacher, surnamed Zhu, about 40 years old.
His hair is black and shiny with a few white hairs, which may be the cause of overwork! Small eyes always emit soft light, and a smile makes students feel kind. The students called him sweetly: "Teacher Zhu!" "Laughter is beautiful. But in my heart, Teacher Zhu's smile is the most beautiful.
Before, I thought the teacher scared me the most. But teacher Zhu smiles at us almost every time in class, which suddenly makes me understand that teachers are not terrible, but make us feel amiable! Teacher Zhu's smile adds a lot of color to his vivid Chinese class.
Therefore, we all love to listen to his lectures. But Mr. Zhu sometimes gets angry.
I remember once, after the math teacher finished the homework, the students began to make a scene: some stood up and spoke; Some walk around the classroom at will; Even the students sitting in the seats joined the excitement. The classroom is really crowded with people.
At this moment, Teacher Zhu came into the classroom. When the students saw that Mr Zhu's smiling face suddenly became serious, they became quiet and the classroom suddenly became silent.
Teacher Zhu said sternly, "Who told you to be so noisy?" The students were silent. "Help me copy the text of Lesson 7, quickly!" Everyone seems to realize their mistakes and copy them obediently.
Finally, perhaps Mr. Zhu couldn't bear to let us copy, so he stopped us. He said earnestly, "classmates, time is yours, and wasting time is also your business." However, if you have so much time to make trouble, it is better to take out books to read, which can save time and improve learning efficiency. "
Ah, this is what Mr. Zhu expects of us. He wants us to be useful materials! I always use this sentence to motivate myself. I will read books and learn a lot of extracurricular knowledge whenever I have time. To tell the truth, who wouldn't want to be such a good teacher? May Mr. Zhu's sweet smile stay on your face forever! Whenever I see his kind smile, I want to sing a song to sing my love for Teacher Zhu! My story with my teacher was carefully recalled. In fact, the seemingly boring life is a story between me and my teacher.
I hesitated to walk back to my seat, and the composition class was about to begin. "Master Zhao" looked around the rostrum early. Maybe he just taught us and is not familiar with it.
He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and his eyes are brighter than those of other teachers. He is neatly dressed, but there is a little white hair on his temples, which I found.
He never liked the composition I wrote with my heart. My patience was worn away by his strange criteria for evaluating the composition.
I'm starting to miss the sports school. I don't have to study hard. As long as you train with your teammates and share joys and sorrows, you can feel the confidence of life. So this time, under the "big banyan tree", I casually wrote everything in the sports school, stuffed my composition book into my schoolbag, and didn't bother to take a look again.
Master's taste is really strange, so he took a fancy to my arbitrary composition. His slow and powerful voice sounded on the podium. The nonstandard Mandarin made me feel uncomfortable, but he was still natural and calm, without any embarrassment. Naughty students didn't even have a chance to make fun of him.
I listened quietly to his comments on my composition, and there were really three or four comments on my feelings at that time. These comments will undoubtedly remind me of training, just like an altar of vinegar, poured in my heart accurately, making me sour from the bottom of my heart.
After reading the following, even my eyes are inexplicably sour, and I can't put anything in my throat. I have practiced track and field for six years, and I can bear it no matter how tired or bitter I am.
I may be so hard on myself that even I can't bear to cry. When the teacher read the ending on the stage, the eyebrows in my right eye were quickly raised. He looks very engaged and interesting.
If I laugh or cry, don't overdo it. Look out of the classroom window. Everyone listened to the class obediently, but I didn't know what branches and leaves of that tree were swaying happily in the wind alone.
I closed my eyes and thought of being lazy during training and sneaking under a tree to enjoy the coolness of the wind blowing through my nose. I suddenly felt very comforted. When he invited me to dinner with several classmates for the first time, I told him doubtfully that I just wrote down what I had experienced. Why do you think it was so good?
Who knows he smiled awkwardly, "ha ha ha! I just want to know about your life. " At the moment, he is simply an urchin who loves to listen to stories.
That simple reason fell on my heart like a feather, which was unbearable. At that time, I thought this teacher was ridiculous. How can he teach composition like this? I understand what it means to get what I want, so I calmly write down my life experience word by word, let him understand it slowly and give him a chance to reflect on the past carefully.
Teachers are also willing to watch, which is rare. As soon as he finds his satisfactory composition, he will write a full page of comments, so don't spit it out.
The red illegible words made me feel his overflowing enthusiasm. I'm afraid he influenced me.
Sometimes you have to lay out what you see, hear, think and feel on paper one by one, and feel carefree inside. Unconsciously, writing has become a hobby, and I gradually can't tell whether I am keen on writing or fall in love with this way of confessing my life in words.
I don't need him to preach, so the enthusiasm for writing articles is accumulated in my heart. The teacher is curious about our life and enthusiastic about his own.
After listening to the music I introduced to him, he became very poetic and wrote a poem seriously, inviting me to enjoy it. When he travels, he will bring me a personal letter-a wind chime pendant with "Happy Life" written on the back.
Looking at this handwritten letter, I was lucky enough to think: thank you for your kind words. When he plays table tennis with me, he will enthusiastically introduce his "friends" to me. He will dislike my skills as worthless as a bad friend ... I really envy him. He can live so freely and fully.
I know everyone has their own ideas about the comments on an article. I dare not learn the essence of writing from him.