We must see everything clearly and not be confused by it. Otherwise, it will leave regrets. No, I just left a regret.
I am good at math. I can rank firmly in the top three of the class every time (almost always above 90 points), and I don't have to worry about my grades at all. Unless there is an accident (not carelessness), I can set a new record in mathematics. But it is this honor that makes me forget myself gradually, and it seems that I have become arrogant and started to fade.
Another math exam. I took a confident look at the test paper and began to do it confidently. I fantasized about my excellent grades and the praise of my math teacher, the envious eyes of my classmates and the encouraging eyes of my parents, and I couldn't help laughing. The invigilator gave me a hard stare, which calmed my mood a little. I continued to do the questions absently, and still lived in my own world after handing in the papers. I once asked myself, should I check it again? Oh, please, it takes too long. My vanity shattered the last glimmer of hope.
I waited proudly for the teacher to hand out the papers. When the test paper was sent to me, I was shocked: 77 points! ! ! Is this still me? Regret, sadness, collapse. All kinds of emotions come to mind. Why ... why is this happening? They all took so many exams, and I ...
After I calmed down, I began to reflect on my mistakes and summed up the following points: 1, don't be confused by some praise language; 2. Be open-minded and don't be influenced by some negative factors in the exam; 3. After finishing the examination paper, be sure to check it several times to minimize the appearance of fish escaping from the net.
Alas, I regret it.
My family is a "math" family, not because everyone in my family is proficient in numbers, but because my relationship with my parents can be expressed by some mathematical formulas. Generally speaking, "I = father+mother", because I am the son of father and mother, not only have similar appearance, but also inherit their strong and unyielding character. Although I am a nobody, I am really a member of the family. My parents treat me equally. When I meet things at home, I will be honest with each other, just like a little host.
So, sometimes "my father+mother". Do you know why? Because when my parents were doing farm work, they saw something was wrong, so they discussed with me and asked me how to deal with it. They did as I said. At this time, I feel that I am a teacher and they are like students.
Our family is such a veritable "home of mathematics".
My math teacher is about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a pair of nearsighted glasses and a ponytail, and her hair is yellow in the sun. She gives us a dull face all day. In our eyes, she is a "devil" teacher!
One day, we had a math exam, and I did well, but our class as a whole didn't do very well. I thought to myself: Those who fail in the next exam will be miserable, because the teacher gave us a "vaccination" before the exam. The teacher said that if we didn't get more than 80 points in the exam, we would be "killed". But about 10 people in our class failed. In the second class, the teacher came into the classroom with that annoying "Woodenhead" and saw the paper sent by the math class representative. He flew into a rage and shouted angrily, "Look, what did you take!" " Then shouted: "Guan Jiawei! Come here. " Guan Jiawei bowed his head and walked slowly to the teacher. "Look at your grades, 59 points, what did you test!" I thought to myself: Xiao Guanguan is miserable now, and he must be humiliated by training. The teacher saw the following students talking about it one by one, and shouted loudly, "I see who is still talking, get out!" " "Our class suddenly became quiet. No one dares to go against her wishes.
Calling her "the devil" is not only an exam, but also a class. In math class on Wednesday, the teacher was talking about the topic, and I was absent-minded, but the teacher caught me off guard. "Zhang Chen, what do you say?" I hesitated for a long time and didn't answer. My heart is like an ant on hot bricks-I broke out in a cold sweat. At that time, the "devil" used a "civilized" method and a painful method. Namely: Zama step. Put a piece of paper on your head, 20 books on your arm and a pen on your leg. When did you make a mistake and when did you stick to it? I thought, I'm dead. There are still 30 minutes before class is over. "Zhang Chen will come in March, tie up the class, hurry!" And because of the last exam, everyone in our class couldn't finish the class, no matter whether it was a big recess or a small recess, we had to make up lessons!
This is my "devil" math teacher and this is the "devil" in our class!
In the sixth grade of primary school, mathematics won the first prize in the national competition, and many students asked me how to learn mathematics. Of course, I will tell them some learning methods, skills and so on. But most importantly: Miss Liu, the math teacher, helped me.
Teacher Liu, whose name is Liu Wei, has been teaching us mathematics since the sixth grade. She has an oval face and wears glasses. She is tall and looks strong. To be honest, at first, I didn't think this teacher was very good. In her class, teachers can often be heard shouting loudly and sternly. Some students may not be able to stand this teacher, and some may not be convinced after being criticized by the teacher, and even give her a nickname behind her back.
After a while, Mr. Liu found that I and several other students were very talented in mathematics, so he gave us several small stoves. My attitude towards Mr. Liu has gradually begun to change.
Teacher Liu's "private lessons" left a deep impression on me. I remember that after school every Thursday afternoon, Mr. Liu will leave behind our "Four Kings" and some students who like math. The "Four Kings of Mathematics" prepared their own topics, saying that Mr. Liu was just an "observer".
I remember one Thursday afternoon, it was my turn to talk about the topic. I copied the prepared questions to the blackboard, and some students at the bottom "worked hard" on their own, and some discussed them in groups of three or five. I am proud to see that many students can't solve my problem. Teacher Liu saw this situation and said to me, "Qu Haonan, tell us about it." After all, this is my first time as a teacher. Inexperienced, stuttering, and not very strict in language. It can be said that there are many loopholes. Many students here find fault with me, which makes me more nervous. Coupled with my poor language skills at that time, I knew I couldn't say it in my heart. I have to say, "This is what we have to do." Teacher Liu jokingly called this "Qureshi Theorem" and then said, "It is better to call it" Qureshi Axiom ". Finally, the teacher saw that I couldn't speak well and simply finished it for me.
Later, Mr. Liu talked to me alone and said to me, "Qu Haonan, I know you have a good idea, but you can't express it, which is a great obstacle to your future math study." Besides, mathematics is very rigorous. Like you, there are many loopholes when you talk about the topic. You are also very sad, because your classmates can find fault with you. The requirements of mathematics in our primary school are not very strict, but if you go to middle school or university in this way, it is almost impossible for you to learn this subject well. You must work hard. "
After listening to Mr. Liu's words, I found my fatal shortcomings and began to correct them in time. Since then, my spoken English has become better and better, and my chalk writing has become more and more beautiful (just improved). I also exchanged mathematics with other "kings of mathematics" in my class, which increased my knowledge.
Now that I am in junior high school, I suddenly find that what Teacher Liu said is partly effective-that is, some math problems begin to pay attention to "choosing words", which makes students "hard to prevent". Now that I think about it, fortunately, I did what the teacher said seriously at that time, which gave me rigorous logical thinking in primary school. Now that I think about it, I really appreciate Teacher Liu.
Up to now, I still remember the teacher Liu's inculcation to me in primary school and the scene where our "four kings" enjoyed "roast duck" (primary school slang, referring to the Olympic math problem). How lucky it is to meet such a good teacher on the way to school!
Today's sudden math mid-term exam scared the eyes of the students!
In the morning, after actively cleaning the area, the students walked into the classroom with happy sweat. It turns out that the teacher has been waiting in the classroom for a long time. She solemnly said to her classmates: "There are two classes before the exam today, which will serve for the' ten-school joint exam' next Monday! Class has begun, now review quickly! Students who did well in the exam were rewarded, while those who did badly were praised. The students all have a dignified face, and they usually don't take the exam seriously if they study poorly. Some of them are chatting, some are playing and some are singing. Although my academic performance has been very good at ordinary times, I didn't review it seriously, because I only got 93 points in the fourth unit exam of Chinese yesterday! The first time! It's so low for the first time! My mood has been very low, even more gloomy than rainy days. So, I'm almost done. The teacher happened to have something to go out, and Lu Di, the deskmate, whispered to me: "My first feeling told me that the teacher was scaring us and it was impossible to take the exam today! "I am a grain of salt. Just then, Ke Yuanyuan came, and she went on to say, "I will definitely take the exam today, and I am 100% sure!" After their discussion, I said, "Who cares if I take the exam or not? I don't want to review anyway. Let's talk about it then! " As soon as the voice fell, the class began with a "Ding Ding Ding". The teacher had a test paper in her hand, and she specially gave us five minutes to review. Five minutes later, the classroom was quiet, and there was no sound except the crash of the test paper.
After class, the students immediately gathered in groups and began to face their answers. At this moment, I have been thinking about one thing:
I borrowed a tape from my classmate during the exam and accidentally found him flipping through books! I'm going to tell the teacher about it, but if I do, I may not have enough time to take the exam, and that classmate will definitely hate me. I thought for a moment and told him quietly, saying, "classmate, don't turn over the books, test your real level and see how much you have learned." "The classmate looked away and continued to turn over the book. I don't care about anything else. Check the test paper carefully!
The final score came out, 98 points! I thought I heard wrong, too little! 2 points will be deducted if there is a multiple-choice question after the inspection. Ah, too hasty, so this question should not be wrong! It was that classmate who distracted me! How about ... my percentage? Lost it for nothing!
In my spare time, I strictly require myself to keep a diary. I chose this matter, described the process completely and wrote how I was wrong. Should be wrong? What about next time? I decided to learn this lesson next time, be more confident and be more careful. I thought of that classmate again. I thought about it and decided not to tell the teacher about it for the time being, but to reason with him first.
Keep trying! Fight for the goal!
The mask of goodness is Baise, and Baise represents purity; The king's mask is red. Red represents majesty. So, what color is the teacher's mask? Oh, the teacher's mask is kind, strict and kind.
When we talk about our math teacher, we must give him a thumbs-up sign. He is of medium height, with a dark face and looks strong, and his small eyes always show gentle eyes. This is our head teacher and our math teacher, Miss Zhang.
It was a hot summer, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and summer came. The sun is scorching the earth, and cicadas are probably screaming desperately in the trees because they are too hot. All the students fell asleep at their desks, but Mr. Zhang sat quietly in his bedroom, tirelessly correcting homework. How many boiling days, he tirelessly gave us lectures in the bright classroom. In order to train us into talents, how much sweat he shed and how much effort he spent!
I remember that unlucky mid-term exam, when I got only 69 points in math, I was so angry that my mother slapped me hard. It was his gentle persuasion that calmed his mother's anger. He also taught me to remember the lessons and work hard. Patience, meticulous and persuasive words flow into my heart like a stream in Juanjuan. How excited I was at that time!
Teacher Zhang is a very responsible and easy-going teacher. Every noon, he comes to the classroom to see us naughty children. He always helps us on the platform when we do our homework. When we encounter problems that we don't understand, the teacher always takes pains to explain them to everyone. Sometimes students finish their homework, and he takes us to play in the ravine, so that everyone can breathe fresh air and have fun. Along the way, he talked and laughed with everyone, joked with us from time to time, and told some anecdotes about his experience and what we like to hear. It seems that he is not our teacher, but an experienced elder and wise man.
I can't forget his training and education for me; We can't forget his efforts for our class. I can't forget his energetic figure when playing with other teachers; I can't forget my classmate's anxious expression when he lost money and things; I can't forget his cheerful smile during the spring outing. ...
At this moment, I will never forget every minute with my teacher. I was moved to tears and showed a knowing smile. He is like a good friend, giving me starlight encouragement when I am lost; When I was down, I was comforted like a breeze.
Ah! I really want to say, "Teacher Zhang, you are my eternal pride!" "
During my primary school career, many teachers taught me. But in my impression, Mr. Fu, who taught us mathematics, left a deep impression on me.
Teacher Fu is an excellent young female teacher with good facial features. High nose, big eyes, small cherry mouth, looks very quiet. She works hard and is not careless at all. Of course, she is also kind and tolerant to her classmates.
I remember once, Mr. Fu asked a classmate to do a problem in front. This classmate calmly walked onto the platform, picked up the chalk and looked at the problem seriously. After a long time, the classmate's forehead oozed a lot of glittering and translucent flash bodies, and his hands kept rubbing the corners of his clothes and sometimes scratching his head. Just when I guessed that he must not know the problem, I saw Mr. Fu pass by and said kindly, "Don't worry, take your time." Hearing the teacher's encouragement, he nodded confidently. Sure enough, with the teacher's encouragement, a miracle happened. As soon as his eyes lit up, he quickly wrote the complete steps on the blackboard. Teacher Fu looked at his problem-solving process, nodded, and looked at him back to his seat with a smile.
I remember that time, it took our class several weeks to get a flying red flag, and all the students cheered. Of course, I am no exception. Even in class, I didn't calm down. I also whispered to my classmates and was discovered by Mr. Fu. Fu gave me a look, but I still shared my happiness with my classmates and didn't care about Fu's affectionate eyes. After school, Mr. Fu called me to the office and told me, "Listen carefully in class, don't live, and don't do some related questions." I didn't say you were afraid of losing face in front of your classmates just now ... "In fact, I knew why when Mr. Fu asked me to go to the office, and I couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground. I have apologized to Mr. Fu in my heart. Now I sincerely say, "Thank you, Mr. Fu! You taught me self-discipline. "
This is our conscientious, careless, kind and tolerant math teacher.
Since ancient times, which talented student has not been trained by teachers! So the teacher is selfless, I want to cheer for the teacher.
Our math teacher is a female teacher, with a square Fiona Fang round face, slender eyebrows like wicker, long blond curly hair and a pair of intense eyes, which looks very beautiful against the gorgeous clothes.
Her teaching method is also very special. Every time in math class, she tells us a joke, which makes us laugh from ear to ear. Or when a classmate copied her homework, she told us the truth of being a man in class the next day. She usually gives us lessons with a smile. I am glad to have such a teacher to teach me. Because her class can bring me fun, let me listen carefully in class and make no small moves.
Once, she still walked into the classroom with a smile. The students are not as happy as before, because they just passed the exam yesterday and are very worried! At this time, the teacher said to everyone,' Students, the exam is just a test of your study.' Do you think you will make progress if you flinch in the face of this small difficulty? Cheer up. When the students heard this. Suddenly, the dull breath became cheerful. Open your eyes and listen to the teacher, one by one, for fear of missing a word.
Our math teacher is like our second mother. She will help when she is in trouble. Give me encouragement and strength.
Generally, teachers are strict, but our math teachers are different.
Once the math teacher was giving us a class. Just as he was talking, suddenly a classmate's chair made a "squeaking" sound. Hearing this, the math teacher stopped, frowned and said, "Who will accompany me?" Don't always accompany me. "Words just say that finish, there was a deafening laughter in the classroom.
Seeing us laughing so happily, the math teacher waved his hand and said, "OK, now stop urgently and let's continue to talk about the topic." Soon, almost all the students in the classroom put their mouths on their clothes, and the smile at the corners of their mouths was discovered by the teacher.
Another time, we just finished writing our composition, and we all looked listless and exhausted. Suddenly, the math teacher came into the classroom and asked who didn't finish his homework, so Li stood up, so the math teacher said to Li, "Li, come here!" " So Li immediately stood up and walked to the podium, shaking all over. When he got on the platform, the teacher told him to stand up straight. He stood up straight at once, his legs spread out at an acute angle. After the teacher saw it, he was in distress situation. He joked, "Can you make your legs at right angles?" Li bent his legs at right angles immediately after hearing this, and the fat on his stomach hung down.
Seeing the difficulty, the teacher gave him another difficult problem and said, "If you make your leg 180 degrees, I will let you go back." So Li tried to straighten his legs, but when he was about to succeed, he only heard a creak, and Li broke a big hole in the middle of his pants. He stood up quickly with a shy expression on his face. Watching the excitement, we all laughed.
The math teacher is cautious and meticulous in teaching, but when he finds us distracted, he will try his best to make us happy, so we all like him very much.
The person I am most interested in is our math teacher, Miss Li. He attracts us deeply with his unique charm, and all our classmates like his classes. Why? Because he is so humorous!
Once, when I was doing a math problem, I was stumped by a super problem. I thought hard and racked my brains, but I didn't succeed. So I had to go home from school and ask my father for advice. Unexpectedly, my clever father didn't succeed either. The next day, I had to ask Miss Li for help. I saw Miss Li read the problem twice and thought about it a little. After a few minutes, she solved this math problem that I thought was super difficult. I really admire Miss Li. How can his mathematical thinking be faster than Liu Xiang 1 10 meter hurdles?
Miss Li has many "ideas" and encourages us to study in different ways. For example, every Friday, a happy newspaper, red flowers and a few words of encouragement will make us yearn for and dream! For example, after each unit exam, students with math scores above 97 in the class can successfully enter the "97 Army", and even students with 96.5 points can be admitted by rounding! The commander-in-chief of the "97 Army" is Mr. Li, and all the students regard it as their greatest dream to enter the "97 Army". Miss Li also encouraged our study by shaking hands and taking photos, and our study made great progress.
Once in class, Mr. Li found that Zhang Junlun was not attentive and devoted to his studies, so he made a couplet for us on the spot. The first one is Zhang Junlun's Wandering Number, the second one is Ren Junjie's Attentiveness, and the cross review is A World of Difference. After listening to this, the students all laughed their heads off, while the students who slipped the number bowed their heads in shame. How's it going? Teacher Wang is humorous enough!
Who can not like such a teacher?