1. My math teacher wrote the first volume of the fifth grade.
I like Mr. Tang, who teaches our math class. Teacher Tang is tall, like a tall and mighty giant. A pair of big eyes are like black pearls, full of sparks. Look! His nose seems to be squashed by something, and a pair of glasses with square lenses with black frames are on it. At first glance, he is knowledgeable. Teacher Tang's face has a particularly striking place. He will have deep dimples when he smiles, which is very handsome. We also gave Mr. Tang a nickname, "Universal Teacher"? Why is it called "universal teacher"? Because he can teach math, calligraphy, sports and chess, we often proudly say, "Our math is taught by the PE teacher."
Teacher Tang is sometimes a careless person. Once, when the bell rang, we took out our Chinese books and put them on the table, and then sat down to meet Ceng Laoshi. There was a figure shaking outside the door, and I thought: Ceng Laoshi is coming. However, Mr. Tang came in. I am full of doubts: isn't this class a Chinese class? Did you change classes? The students took out their math books one after another and started class. But after a while, the Chinese teacher came. She looked at Teacher Chen and said, "This class is a Chinese class, not a math class." "This lesson written on the schedule is math!" Teacher Tang said. Then I ran out to look at the schedule of the next class. It turned out that he took another class as our class. It's fun to leave with a book under your arm!
Although he is usually gentle, he is angry. It's a volcanic eruption! In a class, Mr. Tang found out that Mr. Tang was sitting in the front row playing "Finger Shooting" with Liu Cheng. Teacher Tang gave them a hard stare, and while still playing, he rushed up to pull the sleeves and dragged them to the podium. Teacher Tang frowned, stared at him straight, and said seriously, "Face the wall, write 500 words, and reflect after class!" At this time, the classroom was so quiet that even the students could hear their breathing.
Although Mr. Tang is very strict, I still like his class. He not only taught me a lot of knowledge, but also taught me a lot of truth.
2. The first volume of the fifth grade written by my math teacher.
Everyone must have an impressive teacher. Today, I want to talk about my math teacher. The math teacher's surname is Wang. Miss Wang is tall and thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him away. Miss Wang's mouth is small and exquisite, but when it comes to class, she is eloquent. Teacher Wang is very strict. I remember once... ...
"What is 13÷ 17?" Teacher Wang asked, no one raised their hands in the classroom. Teacher Wang's face sank, and it was not good. The teacher changed "sunny" into "cloudy". I saw the teacher put down his pen and stood on the platform quietly looking at us. We sat up straight quickly. After a while, Mr. Wang stepped off the platform and began to circle in the corridor. Seeing the teacher getting closer and closer to me, I couldn't help playing a small drum. Suddenly, Mr. Wang and I "collided" with each other. I can't help shivering. I turned my head to avoid Mr. Wang's cold eyes. When Mr. Wang walked past me, a chill came over my face, like a bucket of ice water, which drenched me from beginning to end. My heart was pounding, and I didn't even dare to get out of the atmosphere until the teacher passed me, and I was relieved. For me, just a few seconds is like a century! "Jingle bells …" The bell rang for help, but we didn't dare to move at all. We only heard the teacher say coldly, "You did a good job in this course." Ah, I'll send you a welfare today. The next class is physical education class, and the PE teacher feels uncomfortable. I'll fill in for the class, and the next class is math. "The teacher said and walked to the door. The moment the teacher left, we were all like frosted persimmons-withered, and we all squatted on the table and shouted, "My physical education class! "Suddenly, when the teacher turned around, we quickly covered our mouths and sat up straight again. Ah! Miss Wang is really terrible.
My math teacher wrote the first volume of grade five.
There are many teachers who have taught me, including strict Chinese teachers, strong physical education teachers and eloquent composition teachers ... Among so many teachers, I like our math teacher, Miss Wang, best. Miss Wang is very beautiful. She is thin, as thin as a bolt of lightning. She always walks with a big ponytail. Her eyes are strange. When she puts on her glasses, they look big, but when she takes them off, they are not as big as peas! Her mouth is particularly beautiful, as small as a cherry.
Our teacher Wang is very strict. Once, while having a math class, the teacher was talking happily. Suddenly, the teacher quieted down and stopped lecturing. Knowing that something bad was going to happen, we sat down straight. The teacher's eyes were fixed on Hua Zhehao. It turned out that he was talking to his deskmate, but he didn't realize that the teacher was watching him, and he was very happy! The teacher bit his lower lip, picked up a piece of chalk and threw it at Hua Zhehao. With a bang, Hua Zhehao suddenly looked up and saw the teacher looking at him with gloomy eyes. He sat up straight quickly. The teacher said softly, "Give me a 500-word composition tomorrow." Say that finish and then continue the class.
Although our teacher is strict, he is also a little careless at ordinary times. Once after school, the teacher came to assign homework, but she accidentally wrote the math homework in the Chinese homework box, and we didn't notice it, so we copied it directly into the Chinese book. As soon as we got back to nursing, we began to "tangle" and handed it over to the nursing teacher just after we finished. The nursing teacher thought it was wrong, so she turned on her mobile phone to check her homework, only to find that it was exactly the same as the teacher's arrangement. At this time, a classmate said, "Teacher, our math homework is the same as their Chinese." Only then did we suddenly realize that the teacher had written the wrong homework.
This is my Chinese teacher. He is both strict and interesting.
My math teacher wrote the first volume of grade five.
I have a "careless" teacher, that is, my math teacher-Miss Fang. She is tall and thin, with beautiful black hair and big eyes. It seems that X-rays will be sent out at any moment, scanning out who is playing tricks. Her ears are like ears, and she can hear any small talk unrelated to class. Teacher Fang also has a unique skill, that is, invincible "ventriloquism". When she is happy, she laughs behind her ears. If everyone makes her "angry", she will attack us with invincible "lip service" A lecture is the truth of a class. If our ears didn't have a protective cover, I'm afraid they would have cocooned long ago! Her arms are only as thick as sticks, and when her fingers are open, they look like ten matchsticks.
Teachers always do things very seriously, but this time, Teacher Fang has become "careless". It's time to finish school. When teacher Fang assigns homework, she writes her math homework in the Chinese homework column. Then, the Chinese teacher wrote the Chinese homework in the math column, and we didn't even realize it. I copy my homework as usual. Returning to nursing and education after school opens the "fighting" mode. However, I suddenly found something wrong with my homework. The third class is obviously an exercise. Why should we be familiar with it? The first side is the text. Why do you want to do it? Now I'm a little skeptical. Did the teacher put the "soldiers" in the wrong line? I quickly asked the nursing teacher, "Did Mr. Fang write his homework in the wrong column?" After listening to my words, the nursing teacher quickly glanced at the homework of a student of our same teacher and said with a smile, "Your homework is copied backwards!" " "
5. The first volume of the fifth grade written by my math teacher.
It is said that our head teacher changed to a young teacher Chen this semester. We met her on time on the first day of school. Teacher Chen is short. There used to be 6 1 student in our class, but now there are 62 students. Next Children's Day, we can spend it with Teacher Chen! Teacher Chen has long black hair, like a piece of black satin. A pair of eyes as small as glass beads. Although her eyes are small, they are awesome! Her eyes are like scanners. You can see through them at a glance. She also has a small, pointed nose. A small mouth, I think: that cherry-like mouth eats two beats slower than others!
As a math teacher, Miss Chen is really careless! "Jingle bells ..." The bell rang, and the first class was Chinese. We put our Chinese textbooks neatly on the desk. After a while, a familiar figure appeared before our eyes, but she was not a Chinese teacher, but a math teacher, Miss Chen. How does a good Chinese class become a math class? We all opened our mouths, but were afraid to ask, and then silently changed the Chinese book into a math book. The class began, and in less than a minute, another familiar figure appeared before our eyes. It is the Chinese teacher who comes to class. Teacher Chen asked doubtfully, "Teacher Xiang, why are you here?" Answer to the teacher: "This class is my class!" " On hearing the teacher's words, Mr. Chen hurried outside to look at the class schedule. The first class is really a Chinese class. Teacher Chen hurried back to the podium and ran out with a math book in her arms, which made us all laugh.
Our teacher is also very humorous. Once, a classmate in our class fell asleep in class. Teacher Chen turned on the scanning mode and found him at once. He put down his book and walked up to him with a smile. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and snapped a picture of him. The sound of taking pictures suddenly scared the classmate to stand up. At first, he looked around blankly, suddenly saw Mr. Chen, and quickly stood at attention. The teacher smiled and said, "There is a surprise in the group today. You must see it! Go to bed early tonight! You stand so as not to fall asleep again. " As soon as the teacher finishes speaking, we will continue our class. I guess he can't sleep again!
This is our teacher Chen. Do you like it?