Thank the teacher for the sixth grade composition 1. In the dance of the blackboard eraser and chalk, in the teacher's voice, and in meticulous care, how many teachers are deeply imprinted in the hearts of students! -inscription
Flowers thank the rain and dew, because the rain and dew moistened its growth; The eagle is grateful to the blue sky, because the blue sky makes it spread its wings and fly; The mountain is grateful to the earth, because the earth makes it lofty; I thank my teachers because they let me swim in the ocean of knowledge; Because they let me see right and wrong, good and evil; Because they gave me the courage to go forward in the face of difficulties. ...
Students, have you ever thought that our world has become so beautiful because of teachers, and there is a bright light in chaos; In the confused night sky, there is the eternal Beidou. Teachers shoulder the sacred mission, the future of the motherland, the prosperity and history of the nation. In this way, generations of teenagers grow up healthily under the care of teachers and rush to a better future under the watchful eye of teachers.
Students, shouldn't we be grateful to those teachers who have worked hard for us?
Without sunshine, there would be no growth of everything; Without rain and dew, there is no fragrance of flowers; Without parents, there is no life; But without the teacher's teaching, there will be no progress and growth. Therefore, we should face our teachers with gratitude. "Come with a heart, not a blade of grass." This is the teacher's tireless teaching and selfless dedication. This selfless and great love gives us warmth and strength, and urges every student to realize his dream and reach the other side of victory.
"Make candles like spring silkworms to light the way." For thousands of years, many people compared teachers to spring silkworms and candles. Their painstaking efforts and selfless dedication have made many flowers of the motherland the pillars of China! Who knows how much sweat and hard work it contains? Perhaps the teachers' white hair and wrinkles are the best witness.
However, even if teachers are compared to green leaves and red candles, they cannot be praised for their efforts and achievements! Teachers are not green leaves, but they are nourishing them; It is not a red candle, but it can shine through the soul, because they are always in our eyes. It is the teacher who composes every note in our life into the most beautiful melody in the world. I really want to take out a string of firecrackers, set off a sound of blessing, and sing the most beautiful song in the world for the teacher with gorgeous fireworks.
Thank you, teacher. Dear Teacher Chang,
Hello!
You have taught us for three years from grade four to grade six. In a blink of an eye, we changed from a shy child to a primary school student who is about to graduate. You have done a lot for us in the past three years. ...
Whenever we are in class, our eyes are always fixed on every student in our class, for fear that we will not attend class. After school, you are always the last to leave the classroom; Whether it's windy, rainy or hot, you always ride that bike and go back and forth on your way home from school; You've done hundreds of things for us. In the sixth grade, he is still telling us words and understanding sentences. I'm afraid we will fill in the blanks ourselves and write exercises for us when we are tired. ...
The ancients in China once said: "Teachers are like parents", which fully embodies the traditional virtue of "respecting teachers and loving teaching" of the Chinese nation, and also embodies the noble morality of teachers "loving life as children". People compare teachers to "loving mothers", mainly to give teachers the most cordial, sincere and touching honorific words.
As the saying goes, "once a teacher, always a father." Teacher, we will always remember your hardworking face. With great respect and love, I shouted from the heart: "Thank you, my dear teacher!" " "
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Good health and all the best!
Your student: XXX
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Thank the teacher for the sixth grade composition 3. Time flies, flowers bloom and fall, and it is another year in a blink of an eye. What have I gained from these four years of study and life? It is neither success nor joy. What I got was a deep teacher's kindness. In my eyes, the teacher is a hardworking gardener, and I am a young peach and plum. The teacher is a bright candle, and I am a diligent student. I benefited from the kindness of my teacher because I have an understanding head teacher.
My head teacher-Miss Li. Although she is usually serious, I believe you will be interested in this course.
Miss Li is of medium height, but in my eyes, she is the embodiment of a lady. In the lecture, we never forget a few humorous words in seriousness.
Teacher Li's thick buds sprouted in my heart a long time ago. Just say last week, my glasses case suddenly disappeared at school. At this point, I'm as anxious as an ant on hot bricks. "That's the glasses case I just bought!" How can you lose it like this? "I really have no choice but to tell Miss Li. But what can Miss Li do? By the time school was over, I still couldn't find my glasses case. Dad will definitely talk about me when he comes home. Sighed and was called to the front by Miss Li. " Xiao Hao, don't worry, just keep your glasses. I have many glasses cases at home. I will give you one! "Hearing this sentence, I immediately turned grief into joy. At that moment, I once again realized the deep teacher's kindness from Miss Li.
Dear Miss Li, you have been with us for two years. I want to say to you: "Mr. Li, thank you for guiding me to learn knowledge, teaching me to be a man and giving me family-like care." With your help, I overcame one difficulty after another in my life and study, and tasted the success and happiness of my study. It is you who summon up the belief of winning for me, raise the ideal sail and stick to the other side of success! "
Thank you, dear teacher Ma. You are the light in my heart. When I encounter difficulties in my study, you always light up the road ahead for me!
Your first impression on me is not always good and sloppy. Not like a learned man. But I killed time. Through the witticisms you told us in class and the dribs and drabs you did. Let me know you again! Let me understand that people can't judge a book by its cover, and the sea water has no energy.
Thank you, Teacher Ma! Thank you sincerely, because you made me like Chinese and fell in love with composition! I used to be a person with low self-esteem, whether in study or life! However, through your encouragement and singing my composition in Chinese class! Let me have the courage to learn Chinese well and write a good composition! Let me have confidence to make progress every day.
Thank you very much, Teacher Ma! I will never forget you, because you gave me confidence and courage. Although you have no charming appearance, you have a perfect heart. I will never forget the light of wisdom in your little eyes!
Thank you, Mr. Ma Qun.
Thanks to the teacher, the teacher is a diligent gardener, constantly watering our knowledge, making me grow more lush and beautiful. Teachers are also like lighthouses in the ocean of life, guiding us on the right path of life.
I remember a time when my parents quarreled at home and kept saying, "I want a divorce." Those days, my mood was very low.
One day in math class, I didn't want to listen, and I was in a daze. Suddenly, Mr. Wang Hong pulled me up to answer the question. I was at a loss for this sudden question. I stood up and thought, this time is terrible. This is, miss Wang asked me to sit down because I couldn't answer. After a while, the class was over, and Miss Wang called me to the office.
When I got to the office, Teacher Wang asked me gently, "What's wrong with you today? Why are you always absent-minded in class? " I said to Mr. Wang, "I'm fine, just a little uncomfortable." I looked down. Miss Wang looked at me, took my hand and said, "Don't lie to the teacher. Teachers are like your mother. What are you thinking? " ! The teacher will also listen to you. "At this time, I told Mr. Wang what happened. Mr. Wang said to me:" Children don't have to worry about the feelings of adults. "There are some things in life that won't trip. Your parents may be better in a few days. This is also a difficult point in their lives. As long as they overcome it, it will be smooth in the future. Maybe you are still worried that they have made up. Come, let's dry our tears and face life optimistically! " After that, Miss Wang wiped my tears.
Teacher Wang's words brightened my heart and I was able to listen carefully in class again. Later, as Mr. Wang said, mom and dad made up, which made me more grateful to Mr. Wang.
Six years of primary school life is coming to an end, and we are about to leave our alma mater and my first teacher, Wang Hong. Here, I want to say to her, "Thank you, Mr. Wang Hong! You teach us knowledge; You taught us to learn; You taught us to live ... I will always be grateful to you. "
Thanks to the teacher's sixth grade composition, in a blink of an eye, we have graduated from primary school. Looking back on my six-year primary school life, I will never forget my head teacher, Ceng Laoshi.
Ceng Laoshi has been teaching us mathematics since grade one. He is our first teacher. Ceng Laoshi started with basic teaching. She often says, "Mathematics is an important course. As long as you learn the basics well, you can easily learn the difficult questions. " She always links this topic with another topic in class, and at the same time tells us some diligent quotes to stimulate our interest in learning.
Ceng Laoshi is a patient teacher. She always summarizes who has made progress, who has regressed, and how the overall exam is going, and she will talk about it one by one. It also tells us where our study needs to be improved and summarized.
In the first grade, my math scores were not very good. In class, some knowledge points that the teacher said could not be fully understood, so my math scores plummeted at that time, getting worse every time. Ceng Laoshi saw my grades slipping. After class, he pulled me aside and asked kindly, "Li Tongxue, what does the teacher think of your recent decline in grades so fast?" ? Is it hard to understand? "I nodded slowly, because I know I don't understand these questions, and Ceng Laoshi is strict at ordinary times, so I dare not ask. It's really hard to be guessed by the teacher. I blushed and was at a loss, so I had to keep twisting my skirt. Ceng Laoshi smiled and said, "Well, if you don't understand, just tell me boldly, ok?" 。” After a pause, I nodded again. Ceng Laoshi said to me kindly and happily, "Come on, go back to your seat. "
After that, with the deepening of my understanding of Ceng Laoshi, my math scores began to advance by leaps and bounds.
Ceng Laoshi is not only patient in teaching, but also very concerned about us.
Another time, in the fourth and fifth grades, a classmate accidentally stepped on the banana peel thrown by other students when going up and down the stairs, and suddenly slipped. -I fell. Originally, wrestling was very common and normal, but this classmate seemed to fall too hard. Not only did I fall in pain, but I also hurt my knee. Upon hearing this, Ceng Laoshi immediately cleaned the wound for the injured classmate, coated it with iodine and bandaged it with medical gauze. After class, Ceng Laoshi expressed sympathy and advice to the injured students.
Although Ceng Laoshi looks strict in appearance and personality, in her heart, she regards each of our classmates as her own child.
Ah! Ceng Laoshi, at the last parting of primary school life, I sincerely thank you!
Ceng Laoshi, you taught me mathematics, from simple formulas to complex equations; Ceng Laoshi, you gave me confidence and let me out of the illusory lowliness; Ceng Laoshi, you taught me to help me grow into a cheerful class family from a young age; Ceng Laoshi, you gave us too much, and that laughter rang in our ears with the cool wind, which was a happy thing you told us; Zeng Teacher ...
Ceng Laoshi, you love us like our family. Take care of us and tirelessly teach us knowledge.
Thank you, Ceng Laoshi! Thank you for your teaching and encouragement. I will always keep your spirit and character in mind and carry it forward!
Thanks to the teacher's sixth grade composition in September, melons and fruits are fragrant. As sixth-grade students, we spent the last Teacher's Day in primary school with our teachers. In this Teacher's Day season, I want to say to you: "Teacher, you have worked hard!" " "You work hard for us day and night, just like a gardener, tirelessly cultivating the flowers of the motherland; Like a bright lamp, it burns itself and illuminates others.
A poet once intoned: "The silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and the candles will dry the wick every night." Yes! Teacher, you are a silkworm. You pay silently and dedicate all your knowledge to your classmates. We will never forget your selfless dedication. We will always remember your earnest teaching to us. You care about our classmates like a mother, and we will never forget that you care about us like a spring breeze!
At the class meeting, you eagerly told the students all kinds of life philosophies, and your voice rang in my ears again and again. Teacher, thank you for your care and love for us in the past four years; Thank you for illuminating the journey of my life with the light of your own life; Thank you for warming the hearts of your classmates with your fiery heart.
Whether it is severe criticism or kind care, it is your deep love for us. In a blink of an eye, we are no longer the ignorant child. We have learned all kinds of philosophy of life, what is correct when we know what is wrong, and what is clear and evil.
With your care, care and cultivation, we have entered the highest grade of primary school and are getting closer and closer to leaving this loving alma mater, and we are reluctant to part with not only this alma mater, but also you! This is the last Teacher's Day that our primary school spent with you. In the new semester, we will definitely repay your concern for us with better results than before.
Those hard memories once again appeared literally, and everything was deeply engraved in my life and became an indelible memory in my memory! Now, the time between our teachers and students is fleeting. In the last year of studying with you, we will cherish every minute. ...
Teacher, thank you for accompanying us through this short and long time of life. In this beautiful festival, we sincerely wish you: "Happy holidays, teacher!
Thank you, teacher. Grade 6 Composition 8 is in my heart, and she will always be the first!
I have kept in touch with her by email since July. It's good for me to contact her by email! Experienced so many difficulties and setbacks. It is because of her constant encouragement and support that I can achieve such good results. She encouraged me from the summer vacation and I gave her happiness! Under her careful teaching, I am now a representative of math class and I am very popular with teachers. Because I admire her very much and thank her very much, there is a handwritten newspaper competition in the school. I made a teacher-student newspaper, which is related to teachers. In 2006, I won the first prize in the senior group of the campus handwritten newspaper competition, and I took the stage for the first time to receive the prize! She taught me to be polite. She once said in an email, "Be polite as her student". I took her words to heart, and I became a star of civilization in June+10, 5438. Now I don't need her to post my photo on the school wall. Encourage! When I send her an email, I often make typos. In the email, she criticized me for not being able to write typos and being bad at Chinese writing, which improved my Chinese score. In the past, my Chinese was generally 70 points. After her education, I got 80 points. In this senior high school entrance examination, I got the sixth grade total score 16, which is the first time I got the top 25 in six years!
Although I see her now, I just say hello and talk to her head-on, and she ignores me, but she once made me a "big star" in the school, praising me for kissing my teacher in front of my classmates, praising me for being eager to learn, and praising me for being generous. But the students in Class 6 (1) misunderstood her original intention and sang me everywhere. But I am not angry, because I will never be angry with her. She has been silently supporting and encouraging me behind my back!
She sets an example, cares about everything, always cares, and everyone cares! She did everything she asked us to do, and she resolutely refused what she asked us not to do, thus setting a good example in my heart; She takes care of us in every way, gets along with us day and night, treats us equally and never shows partiality. Focus on your career and educate people with your heart!
Thank her for supporting me as always, encouraging me and trusting me when I am sad. I thank her-teacher Chen Shaofang, and wish her "peaches and plums all over the world".
Thank you, teacher. How time flies! How time flies! In a blink of an eye, I have been a people's teacher with more than ten years' teaching experience. The past is like smoke, many people and things are blurred with the passage of time, and only the shadow of a teacher still flashes in my mind from time to time.
In the third grade of junior high school, my academic performance was not good, but it was not very bad. At that time, my biggest feeling was that studying was not hard at all, and sometimes I felt very relaxed. It doesn't matter which class you meet, and you dare to secretly read a few pages of novels. Maybe it's because I don't study very hard. The best time I remember was getting the ninth place in the exam.
In this way, I spent nearly a semester easily and happily. The winter vacation is coming. One day, Mr. Yuan, the head teacher, wrote a notice in the classroom and filled in comments for the students. The students sat quietly in their seats doing their homework. After about 20 minutes, the teacher suddenly went on a business trip. The classmate at the back poked me gently on the back with a pen. I looked back in confusion, and he pointed to the desk with a pen. I understood. At that time, I was not tall, sitting in the first row, close to the lecture table. So, as long as I stretch my neck, I can see the notice on the table. But I didn't cran my neck to see it, perhaps to show my courage. I actually left my seat and stood on the podium and looked up. Coincidentally, the top notice happened to be mine. It seems that the teacher wrote it to me. I was ecstatic and quickly read the comments my teacher gave me. I didn't pay attention to anything except the last sentence-"He is a promising student". My heart is pounding with excitement. I can't believe my eyes. I rubbed my eyes and looked at them again before I hurried back to my seat. The classmate at the back poked me in the back with a pen, and I ignored him. He stabbed again, but I still ignored him. I was so excited at that moment. I never dreamed that in the eyes of teachers, I was a promising student.
In the later days, it was the word "promising" that inspired me, from Chengguan junior high school to Zhengzhou Normal School to the post of people's teacher, from the representative of Chinese class to the president of the school literature society to the Henan Writers Association. ...
The teacher's name is Yuan, and now she works in the county education committee. More than ten years have passed, perhaps Mr. Yuan has forgotten this matter, but I won't forget it, never.
Thank you, Miss Yuan!
Thanks to the teacher for the sixth grade composition 10 today. It keeps raining. In the self-study class, I looked at the cloudy sky in the distance and had a lot of thoughts. At the moment when my primary school life is coming to an end, what I can't forget most is a naughty time when I just transferred to another school. Thank you most for being a teacher.
It was a day in September last year. I was playing on the balcony of the dormitory on the fourth floor with some roommates. Everyone was immersed in the joy of the game and had a good time. Suddenly, the "boss" in the dormitory held his breath and hissed, which confused us. With his gesture, he found that the teacher in the playground downstairs was calling us in, saying it was too dangerous. A few of us didn't care too much and reluctantly returned to the dormitory. In a short time, Mr. Ren appeared in front of us panting. We were so stunned that we thought it was all over. This time is really over. It seems hopeless to stay in the future. Teacher Ren didn't show a serious expression in front of us, but gently sat on the bed and greeted us to sit next to him. We sat down timidly. He gently told us the rules of the school and the dangers of playing on the balcony, and told us how to pay attention to safety and how to guard against danger with several short stories. Finally, he touched our heads and told us to pay attention in the future. I believe we can be a good student. We bow our heads and sincerely admit our mistakes. In the days to come, we really worked hard. In addition to paying attention to safety everywhere, we often remind roommates in neighboring dormitories that everyone calls us security officers.
We will graduate from primary school soon, and we will live in middle school. Thank you very much, Mr. Ren, for letting us grow up healthily from the tender bud and let us learn the truth of being a man. Here I say loudly, Teacher Ren, thank you!