Our math teacher's surname is Han, but we never call him Miss Han. We just call him "math teacher" or "head teacher". He is not tall, with a round face and a wide forehead and a small mole on his chin. No matter what happens, he always looks smiling. He has always been careless and wears wide clothes, and it seems that he has never deliberately dressed himself. Even so, in terms of cleanliness, it is not casual. As long as he is here, you can't see any rubbish in the class. Even a small piece of chalk will command students to pick it up.
He doesn't care much about our academic performance, which is often a trivial matter in life and can't tolerate any carelessness. What he told us most was that we should be responsible and not fish for three days and dry the net for two days. Once, the teacher told a classmate to close the window after school every day. As he expected, this little thing was left behind in less than two weeks.
Another uniqueness of math teachers is that they always spend a few minutes before class to talk about the requirements of life or the truth of being a man. Teach our classmates to respect each other and pick up rubbish when they see it. Although the time is short, it can benefit us for life.
The best thing about him is that it is difficult for us to answer his questions correctly, not because the questions are too difficult, but because the questions are too simple, our thoughts are too complicated, and the answers are right in front of us, but we are wrong. I remember once, he asked us what we should do first to do the topic, and we discussed it. Some said to think about where to start first, while others said to look at the conditions given by the topic first. The answers were varied, but they were all rejected by the teacher. Finally, the teacher told us to read the topic several times first!
Although the math teacher speaks humorously, he can teach people without mercy. It's strange that sometimes he gets angry and suddenly he can't help laughing, which scares the students. Because he is strict in class, no one among his classmates is afraid of him. When playing, he is completely different. He plays basketball with boys and games with girls. He is as kind as everyone's friends. He is really a two-faced man.
This is our math teacher. Although he doesn't have a perfect appearance, or maybe he is not the students' favorite teacher, he is the most impressive teacher in the students' memory.
My math teacher's excellent composition 800 words 2 If we are birds spreading their wings and flying, then Miss Liu is the wind that inspires me to spread my wings and fly; If we are a new leaf that has just sprouted, then Teacher Liu is a root buried deep in the soil. -inscription
My math teacher is a very strong woman. She has a pair of big eyes with a little childishness and a deep luster like a black gem. She dresses appropriately, looks gentle and lovely, and is very ladylike.
At ordinary times, Mr. Liu's eyes are both motherly and strict father-like, which makes people look dangerous. Teacher Liu's mouth is not big, but what comes out of that mouth always attracts us with humor and philosophy, just like a magnet.
Mr. Liu's greatest feature is that he thinks about his students. He never leaves us too much homework, because he knows that we can't do it well if we leave too much homework, so the teacher will leave us little homework, sometimes almost none. Whenever I attend the self-study class, I seldom see the math homework full of words on the blackboard, and I can also hear some words praising the math teacher.
Mr. Liu has a lot to do with you. Let's talk about his humor. Teachers often talk and laugh with us. Whenever we hear the most boring in class, Mr. Liu will change the subject and create some topics that make us speechless, which can make us get out of boredom every time. I really gained a lot from a class.
Teachers are not only humorous, but also angry sometimes.
I remember one time. The teacher gave us homework, because the final exam was coming, and the teacher gave us a film. We are asked to do it, but we don't listen and don't finish it seriously. Because this is a review paper, as long as we use our brains, we can solve those problems. We are all lazy, and no one does well. The teacher checked his homework and was very angry when he saw it. The teacher hit us. God, it hurts. To tell the truth, the teacher's expression at that time was really scary. We're all scared. I don't know what we are afraid of. Are you really afraid that he will hit us? No, we've never seen a teacher look like this, so we're scared. After the teacher hit us, our anger was gone. Less than twenty minutes after class, we began to make peace with the optimistic Wang again. As for the optimist's help? He is our favorite teacher-Liu Aijing. He is very popular in our class! The optimist Wang brought us a lot of fun. ...
This is our math teacher, humorous and caring, with a strict optimism.
It's another spring. Teacher Liu came into the classroom with a stack of books, dressed as before, very decent, and his chubby face was calm and calm.
The teacher began to lecture, and her voice was crisp and pleasant. ...
My math teacher's excellent composition 800 words 3 Someone once said, "One day as a teacher, one life as a father", but I never understood what made them draw an equal sign. Maybe they were not equal at all.
In the first grade, the math teacher was our head teacher. When he first arrived, he almost shouted, "Ask me if you don't understand anything!" I immediately stopped thinking about desertion, thinking: With this attitude, if three people ask, I will walk backwards. I consciously stared at the podium, and sure enough, as I expected, no one was interested in the first math class; However, before I could feel glad, I was shocked by what happened next. After the bell rang, the head teacher just walked out of the classroom, and the voice of asking questions sprang up like mushrooms after rain: "Is that right?" "Are you sure?" I can't believe my eyes. Such a young head teacher, with so much information stored in his head, can answer all the questions almost without thinking! No matter whether the problem is simple or complicated, he patiently explains it until you fully understand it; Sometimes he will give you a similar question. It turns out that under his serious appearance, there is a fiery heart that warms us. I am an introverted person, and I can't help but join the ranks of asking math questions.
As time went on, I suddenly found that there were fewer and fewer answers after class. On the contrary, students often come forward in twos and threes on the podium that was neglected before. No wonder they don't ask questions after class. I was thinking in my heart, what will happen to my grades like this? Unexpectedly, as soon as the results came out, they not only did not decline, but also surpassed other classes by several points!
Once, when I asked questions with others, the teacher was writing something. I accidentally glanced at it and saw many places circled with red pens. The place where I write is full of words, and the geometric figures are marked with pencils. Be clear at a glance. Before I recovered from my surprise, the question I asked came back to me. When I looked at it again, there were already some marks and auxiliary lines on the clean drawing, and the technology was poor. I suddenly looked up and was surprised to find that the head teacher had quietly climbed a little white hair.
In the past, our class was not an advantageous class group, but the head teacher never gave up encouraging us, especially in math class. The past lifeless situation is gone forever, replaced by a lively, discussion-loving and debate-loving class. I think every gray hair of a math teacher grows because of students, right?
In spring, silkworms will weave until they die, and every night, candles will dry the wick. This is a true portrayal of the head teacher. I gradually understand that "teacher" and "father" are equal, because he loves his work and cares about his students.
My math teacher's excellent composition 800 words 4 From elementary school to junior high school, I have five or six math teachers, some of whom are very humorous, and you can't help listening to his lectures in class; One thing is so serious and terrible that you have to attend his lecture. And she, strict and lovely in the class, thinks of us everywhere. Even if her classmates misunderstand her, she will treat her with a normal heart. But when she is angry, it is terrible. What she wants to do is that she can't even pull back ten cows. She is Xu, my math teacher in the first and second grades of junior high school.
When she first came to school, she was so responsible and caring. I remember at the beginning, I found that some students had a poor foundation. Every Sunday, she takes the initiative to help her classmates make up lessons, which some teachers cannot do. Our class didn't do very well in that monthly exam, but she secretly cried and blamed herself in the room. But can you blame her? The teacher is only the person who is responsible for teaching us. It is impossible for everyone to learn well. As the saying goes, "the master leads the door and practices in the individual." This move of hers is deeply engraved in my heart, and I will never forget it.
It's terrible that she is angry. I remember it was the fourth class before class, and the classroom was very noisy. She told the students to be quiet, but the voice was still there. She asked everyone to stand up, but one of her classmates was laughing there. She went over and smashed the triangle on his desk, and then stormed off. The next day, she apologized to her classmates and bowed to show her sincerity. This makes me very moved. Teachers can bow their heads and apologize to their students, but some students do not change their mistakes.
Xu teacher in the seventh grade is considerate. In the eighth grade, she is tough and terrible on the surface, but she cares and loves us students more in her heart.
What impressed me most was the "basketball incident" in the eighth grade. At that time, there were a group of fans in our class who would play basketball after dinner. xu teacher wanted to use this time for us to learn. So, she said in class, "If you play basketball again, I will increase my homework and do it five times a day." We are very angry. Don't we have time of our own? Do you come to school just to study? So, I deliberately opposed her, ignored her and continued to play. But she is very stingy and won't let us do our homework five times. I seem to remember it only three times at most. We continue to play basketball after supper. Last night, when we were studying by ourselves, she called all the players out and asked if we still played basketball. No one said no. Her face flushed with anger, which aggravated the homework. When I handed out my homework for the third time, I found that xu teacher's eyes were red. It was estimated that she had secretly cried for us naughty boys hiding in the room, and we were so moved that we never dared not listen to her again.
Xu teacher, you are both my good friend and my good teacher. Will I forget such a "terrible" teacher?