Teacher, let's forget all about eating and sleeping. Teacher, feed our newborn buds with painstaking efforts. Teachers are like hard-working gardeners in the garden. We are blooming flowers, waiting for the irrigation of knowledge.
When I was a child, I thought the teacher was very serious and would keep a straight face all day long. However, when I went to primary school, the teacher I knew was not only not as serious as I thought, but also a little amiable. Some teachers even made friends with us.
At school, teachers seem to be our parents, and meticulous care makes us feel that teachers are our only "relatives" at school. Teachers care about us both in study and in life.
I remember one day, the math teacher said to us, "Go to the bookstore and buy a book called & gt." Then show us this book. The teacher added, "You do the problem carefully. No, you can ask me questions. Remember, check them for me when you're done. " Say that finish, she returned to the office. After the teacher told us, we found the book from the bookstore immediately. After that, I started to do the topic. Whenever there is an unsolvable problem, we always send a distress signal to the teacher. The teacher will always explain to us and will not get bored. With the care and help of teachers, we love learning more and our academic performance is getting better and better. The teacher has done a lot for us, and we must repay her with excellent results and not live up to the expectations of the teacher.
Teachers also care about life, take care of us and treat us as their own children.
I remember once, I was eating in the school cafeteria, and the teacher was there. The teacher saw me and asked with concern, "Are you used to it here? Is there enough food? Is the food delicious? " I answered all of them. When I returned to the classroom, I was moved by the teacher's question just now. This kind of maternal love for us, we can only repay her with better results.
Teachers are like water, nourishing a seedling.
Teachers are like candles, burning themselves to illuminate you, me and him.
The teacher is a gardener, helping the flowers bloom carefully.
Teachers are the key to our souls.