"The stars twinkle quietly in the middle of the night, and the teacher's window is lit all night. Every time I walk past your window, bright lights shine on my heart ... "Every time I sing this song, I will think of my beloved teacher.

She, with an oval face and a pair of glasses on her high nose, smiles and reveals two charming dimples on her mouth. Who is she? She is my math teacher-Miss Xia. I first met Mr. Xia when I was five years old, when I was still in kindergarten. I remember that day, my mother's school organized an interview for freshmen, and I also went to school. Teacher Xia, who is enrolling students, saw me and said with a smile, "Come on, let me give you a test." When I walked in front of Miss Xia, I was not nervous at all, as if I thought she was very kind. Teacher Xia asked me a few questions and then wrote a big "100" on my test paper. From then on, I really want to go to primary school and be a student of Teacher Xia. However, when I really entered the primary school, Mr. Xia had already taught the second grade, and I was disappointed. This year, I am in the fourth grade. On the first day of school, I prepared stationery and sat quietly in the classroom waiting for the teacher to come to class. Before the bell rang, Miss Xia came into the classroom with a book. She stood on the platform and said, "Students, from today on, I will be your math teacher." After listening to this sentence, I was extremely excited and happy for several days!

She can not only play the piano, but also play the cucurbit flute, clarinet and chorus conductor. She is not only versatile, but also beautiful. She is my music teacher, Miss Li. Teacher Li started a small cucurbit club at school, and I am still the vice chairman. I remember that on June 1 day, our club had to rehearse a program and participate in training every day at recess and noon. We can't take a nap every day, sometimes we don't even have time to do our homework. Once, I was criticized by my mother and was a little discouraged. When Miss Li knew about it, she said to me, "Be strong and don't give up halfway." She let me know that anyone's success needs hard work. Influenced by Miss Li, I quietly made a wish in my heart, that is, to be a music teacher. When teacher Li knew it, she was also happy from ear to ear.

There are humorous PE teacher Lin, kind class teacher He Laoshi, and body-building teacher Zhuang. They all care about me. Today is Teacher's Day, how I want to say to them: "Teacher, you have worked hard!" " "Here, I also wish my dear teachers a happy holiday!

My teacher's composition is 450 words.

My teacher is a knowledgeable female teacher. She has long shiny hair and big bright eyes under exquisite glasses. Teachers have a glib tongue and always make boring knowledge fascinating, which makes us feel very amiable.

There will inevitably be some minor friction between teachers and students. I still remember the last thing clearly.

It was a composition class, and the teacher was explaining articles about reading and composition. The class was quiet and all the students were listless. This can be counted with my toes. After all, it was the last class, but the teacher flew high. Say that article. "Students, please continue to read the second paragraph and find out the sentences about expression." The students lazily took out their pens and rubbed their eyes, but their minds were not on their studies. The teacher walked slowly in the classroom, waiting for someone to speak. After a while, no one in the class raised their hands to answer, and some students even whispered. The teacher noticed that we were all eager to get moving. She clapped her hands hard and the classroom was quiet again. She wrote the word "expression" on the blackboard, asking us to talk, and the students are still there. The teacher changed a question, but it didn't work. Some students start talking before and after the start.

The situation is still escalating. The teacher kept looking at us with stern eyes, but didn't say a word. The noise is getting louder and louder and the smell of gunpowder in the air is getting heavier and heavier. At last the teacher couldn't help it. The book and chalk smacked and scared a classmate who slept in the back row. The teacher's eyebrows twisted into the word "Sichuan" and his face turned red; "It's ridiculous, the last class is like this? I also know that everyone is tired after three classes, but these are the key points. How can you not learn? " At this time, most students have realized the seriousness of the matter and controlled themselves; All the arguments just now were still. But some unconscious people are still making trouble; The monitor gave him a hard look. The teacher became more and more angry, and the volcano erupted seriously. I saw her grab a pathetic exercise book and throw it on the ground, shouting, "Copy this article three times!" " "That's it. I'm going to shave again Although I am angry, I dare not say it. Everyone looked at each other, and this time bomb has not been completely detonated. I copied it angrily, but I was also wrong. I can't help but get lost in thought …

The lighthouse in the harbor is flashing, guiding the lost ships. The teacher's shining lighthouse will take me step by step into the hall of Chinese and understand the true meaning of Chinese. What a bright lighthouse! It will never go out.

My teacher's composition is 450 words and three words.

"Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night." Whenever I hear praise for my teacher, I can't help thinking of my Chinese teacher, Miss Zhang. Teacher Zhang has short black hair, a pair of talking eyes and a pair of glasses on his nose! Looks gentle and learned. But don't be fooled by the teacher's appearance, she is very strict with us!

I remember once, the teacher gave us a test paper with a very simple topic. Almost all the students got it right, only a few students got it wrong because of carelessness, and I was one of them. The teacher called us to the office and asked each of us to reflect on why we did something wrong for five minutes! The office is very quiet. The teacher stared at us seriously. We all bowed our heads and said nothing. I wish there was a hole in the ground where we could hide. As time went by, the teacher was silent, and so were we, but we really felt the pressure of the teacher's eyes. The teacher's eyes were harsh and reproachful ... I couldn't help crying and regretting why I was so careless. After this incident, I will think of the teacher's eyes every time I answer the question, reminding myself to be more careful.

Teacher Zhang is so strict, but she also has a kind side. Once I got the first place in my class. When the teacher handed out the test paper, he slowly handed it to me and said kindly, "Come on, stick to it!" " "Say that finish, she patted me on the shoulder, revealing a gratified smile. I'm flattered, and now, I'm in grade five, but I still miss that teacher Zhang who makes people love and hate.