Comment on the composition of full marks in senior high school entrance examination

In the story of "wits and wits" staged every day, those children who make trouble often inadvertently make us happy. They are like pieces of glass scattered on the ground, simple and small, crystal clear and pure.

It was a teacher's day. I just finished a graduating class and am giving students homework. Suddenly a figure flashed out at the door of the classroom. It's Dan. The boy who always lingers on the edge of the passing line and is particularly forgetful, grows taller and looks at me with a giggle. "Ha ha, teacher, let me look at you!" When my heart is hot, a warm current comes to my mind. Remember, what makes me proud is not Xia, Yu and other outstanding students, but him who cooks a small stove every day! At that moment, I tasted a taste called happiness!

On that day, beginning of autumn received a health message, Tanabata, China's Valentine's Day, and an ambiguous message with the same strange number. who is it? When school started, I opened the home-school contact book and suddenly realized it was Lynn! A well-known figure in the school, lacking a good tutor, smart but full of ruffian spirit, use grandpa's mobile phone to forward text messages to me! During a break, I pretended to ask casually, and there was an unnatural flash in her eyes and she denied it. Hehe, play dumb with me! In fact, I am happy because there is a concern in her harassment.

Or Lin, because I don't pay attention to hygiene, I often suck my fingers in my mouth. Other children didn't want to sit at the same table with her, so I had to let her sit in the front row alone. Sometimes in order to help me correct my homework, I say to her, "My seat is next door!" " "I didn't think she really remembered. That day, I came into the classroom with a handbag in one hand and a pile of homework in the other, and saw the podium full of new books that had not been issued yet. In a hurry, Lin's voice shouted, "Teacher Cao, your seat!" " "As he spoke, he smacked the pens and notebooks scattered on the table to make room for more than half of the table for me. Hehe, son, didn't I dislike you and touch you? In fact, your kind nature touched me and made a teacher feel what happiness is again.

As a teacher, I am doing all the way, harvesting, picking up the fragments of happiness, and my heart is warm. ...

Love is the essence of education; Love, let happiness continue.

Comments: From a teacher's perspective, tell the story that love and happiness come from around you, and set off the theme. Only ordinary things are easily overlooked. The full text is fluent and full of emotion, which reflects the reality of the school.