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My teacher’s fourth grade composition

In real life or work and study, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition is a verbal activity that is highly comprehensive and creative. I believe that writing essays is a headache for many people. Below is a 400-word essay (10 selected essays) compiled by me for my teacher’s fourth-grade essay for your reference. I hope it can help friends in need. My teacher fourth grade composition 1

My teacher is a very ordinary but very close person to me - my father.

My father is a doctor. In my eyes, he is not only my father, but also my first teacher, who has always deeply influenced me.

In terms of study, I have to admire my father. Although his literary talent is not as good as that of professionals, he is still well-known in our hometown. The slogan on the hospital bulletin board is his Written in one hand.

Dad is not only talented in literature, but he can also solve math problems. Some problems almost made me collapse, but he could solve them calmly.

When I was studying history in seventh grade, I felt it was very boring and I couldn’t learn it. But my father was able to interpret the characters in the book in his own language and tell me the story clearly and logically.

He often talks to me about his past studies. He always says that the living conditions at that time were very poor, and only by studying hard can there be a way out. Now that we have the conditions, we should study hard.

I also admire my father because of his filial piety. He said that he could cook and wash clothes in the second grade of elementary school. Sometimes he would go out to do farm work with his grandparents during holidays. To this day, he always takes time to go back to his hometown to visit his grandparents. When the farming season is busy, he will also go back to help with some heavy work to relieve their stress.

I feel really proud to have such a teacher. My teacher's fourth grade composition 2

My math teacher's surname is Yi, and her full name is Yi Jincao. She has long hair and wears a pair of glasses. We nicknamed Teacher Yi "Teacher Panda". Do you know how we came up with the nickname "Teacher Panda"? Because she wore a pair of glasses and looked like a "giant panda", we nicknamed her "Teacher Panda". Isn’t this nickname very interesting? Not only is she interesting, she is also very strict with our learning requirements.

Once, I was a little lazy and didn’t finish my homework. It happened that Teacher Yi wanted to check it. When Teacher Yi found out that I hadn’t finished my homework, she looked at me with stern eyes, as if As if he wanted to eat me, he said to me fiercely: "Chen Liuzhi, haven't you finished your homework?" I blushed and lowered my head, not daring to speak. "Stay after school!" Come to my office and write! "I was uneasy throughout the class. The teacher's stern face appeared in front of me, which made my hair stand on end! Finally, after class, I came to the office. I didn't dare to look up at the teacher's face. I only listened to the teacher's serious words: "Study must be practical, you can't. "Three days of fishing and two days of drying the net" will not give you a solid foundation of basic knowledge. "From then on, I never dared not to do my homework.

But Teacher Yi also has a warm side. This year the school held a sports meeting, my legs were a little painful, but I still endured the pain and went for a run. I always got first or second place in the sports meeting every year, but I failed this year. I was very sad. Teacher Yi and other students came to comfort me. At this time, I felt very warm as I was sinking in sadness.

< p> I love my Teacher Yi. My Teacher Fourth Grade Composition 3

He is not tall and has beautiful hair, a pair of big eyes, a crooked mouth, and a serious face. With such a look on her face, she is our class teacher - an understanding teacher.

Teacher Dong is very responsible for her work. Those students who don’t like to complete their homework can’t escape from under her eyes. Once, a student The classmate didn't finish his homework, but he told the teacher that he forgot to take it, and the teacher immediately asked him to go home to get it. At this time, the classmate was anxious and had to take out his homework book to make up for his homework.

During class, Teacher Dong was also very strict. Once in class, a classmate quietly took out a comic book while the teacher was not paying attention. Suddenly, there was a bang! The classmate came to his senses and found that the teacher was standing beside him. In front of me, I had to hand the comic book to the teacher.

However, Teacher Dong is not only strict, but also very kind at times. One day, the teacher asked the whole class to recite the text in front of her. When it came to me, I was a little nervous. The teacher looked at me and said, "It doesn't matter." "There's nothing to be afraid of." So, I memorized the text slowly.

Teacher Dong was particularly concerned about his classmates. One day, a classmate fell ill. There were beads of sweat on the teacher's head. He hurriedly called the classmate's parents and asked the classmate from time to time. , "Are you feeling better? Do you want to drink water?"

This is my teacher, a teacher who is both serious and kind. My Teacher Fourth Grade Composition 4

Our Chinese teacher is Teacher Zhou. She rarely hits people and often listens to our opinions.

We enjoy physical education classes very much. Once, Teacher Zhou wanted to take up our physical education class. Our whole class protested, so Teacher Zhou did not take up our class and let us go to physical education class.

On Children’s Day, the teacher showed us a movie. We watched it with gusto and we can’t forget the scene to this day. Teacher Zhou thought very comprehensively and thoughtfully for us. Not only did he let us watch the movie, but he also provided us with bananas, watermelon, milk, sugar, etc. for us to eat while watching, as if we had gone to the cinema.

Teacher Zhou also gave us a small card. If the score on the card reaches 100 points, we can take the corresponding prize from the teacher's box. Those naughty students in our class stopped being naughty as soon as they heard this sentence.

Teacher Zhou rarely hits anyone. If you talk in class, he will only hit you once at most, and the hit is very light, as if you have never been hit.

Teacher Zhou also gave us enough time to go to the bathroom, unlike the math teacher who took up ten minutes of recess.

This is my teacher, a gentle, non-punching teacher who listens to students' opinions. It is precisely because of this that she became the first teacher in our class that we liked. My Teacher's Fourth Grade Composition 5

Time flies away like water. Unknowingly, Teacher Zhu has been with us for 2 years. Under your careful care, we have grown up one by one.

It’s still the same face, with a small nose in the middle of the round face, twinkling eyes, and long black hair. I have never forgotten these.

If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be grateful, I would just play games. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't cherish it, I would just throw it away. You are indispensable for everything in the world. You make us eloquent, civilized and polite. You unite us and help each other. You let us understand good and beauty, bad and evil.

In your Chinese class, you are very dedicated. You always integrate your own understanding with the understanding of the text, and guide us to study the text vividly. Your expression is always changing, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling.

You make us feel that Chinese language is interesting, nervous and exciting. You speak not only fluently but also clearly.

I remember one time, when you were giving a Chinese class, you were very excited about what you said. At that time, you were like a speaker, speaking with concentration, and we were the audience, applauding continuously.

Another time, you were also very involved, but we didn't move at all. You sighed and said, "It's over." Just after you finished speaking, you raised your little hands one after another, and you smiled again.

On your delicate face, your eyes narrow into slits when you smile. You said you should always carry your smile with you. Smile is the most beautiful language.

Teacher Zhu, I want to say to you: I will never forget or waste your meticulous care for us. I will cherish, I will respond, I will be grateful, because of you! My teacher's fourth grade composition 6

My Chinese teacher is a person with short hair and a pair of bright eyes that is intimidating. She never neglects her students' learning and commits many crimes against her classmates. Mistakes are never tolerated.

In a Chinese class, we waited for a long time before the Chinese teacher came late. This made every student curious-why the Chinese teacher came so late.

Next, the doubts in our hearts were finally revealed. It turned out that Teacher Zhang was ill, suffering from a severe cold, and even spoke very quietly. Compared with before, Teacher Zhang has become much weaker. But even though he was ill, Teacher Zhang still came to teach us as always.

This class is of great significance, and all the students are more serious than before.

Teacher Zhang will not show favoritism when dealing with trivial matters in our class.

I remember that time, two classmates got into a fight because of a verbal dispute. When Zhang came, he handled the matter in the class meeting. Teacher Zhang first asked these two students to tell the cause of the incident, and then asked the students present to tell the story of the incident. Use these two methods to determine who the student is who made the mistake and give him the appropriate punishment.

Teacher Zhang’s class is my favorite, because there is always a happy atmosphere in Teacher Zhang’s class, and teachers and students are talking and laughing in class. Every time we heard the bell ringing for the end of get out of class and Teacher Zhang walked out of the classroom, we would cast our reluctant eyes.

Teacher Zhang, you nourish us silently, laugh with us, study together, and let us learn a lot of knowledge. My Teacher Fourth Grade Composition 7

During this semester, we have had many new teachers: the gentle computer teacher Teacher Xu; the strict physical education teacher Teacher Ying; and the beautiful and kind music teacher Teacher Jiang . Among them, my favorite is the music teacher Teacher Jiang.

Every time Teacher Jiang comes to class, her hair is tied up loosely but not loosely. That wonderful feeling is novel. And that beautiful skirt, when the wind blows, the skirt will float up. At this time, Teacher Jiang is like a goddess descending to earth!

My favorite is Teacher Jiang in music class. Since I was in the first grade, teachers have taught us to sing. We listen to it, sing the score and then sing the lyrics. It took me from loving music to hating it. I didn’t want to sing in every music class until Teacher Jiang came...

Teacher Jiang came to teach us for the first time. I was deeply impressed by Teacher Jiang. The crisp voice like an oriole was intoxicating. Every word he spoke could make the whole class quiet down, including the naughtiest Wu Shengrui. The teacher said: "Everyone lie down on the table, close your eyes, relax and listen to the music, put down your nervous heart, and let your brain relax." We did what the teacher said and relaxed our whole body. Beautiful music has begun to play, and the beautiful music floats into my ears and slowly enters my heart. For the first time, I felt that music was so beautiful and intoxicating.

I like Teacher Jiang the most. She looks like the big sister next door, and her lesson plans are also different. I like such a teacher and such a big sister. I am proud to have such a teacher. My Teacher Fourth Grade Composition 8

I still remember the things that Teacher Cui cared about and helped me.

Our teacher Cui is of medium height, very fat, with black and white hair, her voice is not too loud, her face is yellow, her lips are tightly closed, and she has a straight nose. , with a pair of glasses on his nose.

It was Teacher’s Day. When I was at school, I felt very uncomfortable, so I lay on the desk holding my stomach. At this time, Teacher Cui came over. She saw that I was feeling a little uncomfortable, so she Asked me: "What's wrong with you?" I replied: "I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach." Teacher Cui asked with concern, "Is it okay? Can I take you to the school infirmary?" I said: "It's okay, teacher. , I’ll be fine in a while.” So after every class, Teacher Cui cared about me like a mother. Although my stomach hurt at that time, my heart felt warm, and suddenly I felt that my stomach felt better.

Teachers not only care about our lives, but are also very responsible for us in learning.

In study, whenever we finish our Chinese homework, she will always check each question carefully. No matter how tired she is, she must insist on checking and explaining all the questions until we are all Rest only after understanding.

The teacher’s love for us is like a lamp, guiding us in the dark night, burning itself like a candle and illuminating others. The teacher works hard and does not seek fame or fortune. She is willing to be a coward. So I respect the teacher, and I want to thank the teacher with excellent results. My Teacher Fourth Grade Composition 9

Teachers are our guides on the road of life and an indispensable role in daily life.

The first semester of junior high school is almost over, let me introduce my favorite teacher!

She is very quiet and gentle, has a pair of big eyes, a small nose, a small mouth, and wears a pair of round-rimmed glasses. She looks very round-rimmed and has the temperament of a scholar.

These are nothing, what I like most is her character and giving us some affectionate names. She never got angry, which endeared her to me.

I remember one time I couldn’t find my homework book, so I made another one, but I never dared to hand it to her. When I was hesitant, the teacher came over and I thought she He would criticize me first, but he didn’t. I don't remember much of what she said to me. I only remember that the last words she said were: "It doesn't matter. Take your time. The homework is not for anything. It is to see if you have mastered this knowledge. It's okay!" She smiled. He nodded to me.

Another time, she called me "Han Xiaoying". "Han Xiaoying" was the first name my teacher gave me in school. I often asked her this question. Why do I need to add the word "小" to my name? The answers are different every time we are asked. The first time is because it sounds nice, the second time is because it is cute, and the third time is because it makes us look younger...

In short, this is These are my two favorite points. After listening to it, you must have guessed who she is, yes! She is the gentle and quiet history teacher - Teacher Zhang Qiao. My Teacher's Fourth Grade Composition 10

With a pair of big eyes and a small, thin mouth, she looks as beautiful as a flower. She leads us into the palace of learning and makes us knowledgeable; she teaches us the principles of life and makes us understand that we must be good at using our brains to succeed; she is a bright light in our class, always burning Full of vitality and vitality. She is our class teacher-Teacher Zhang.

I think Teacher Zhang has a dual personality. Sometimes she is serious and solemn, as cold as the snow in winter; sometimes she is amiable, as warm as the dazzling sunshine in summer.

Teacher Zhang is also very concerned about us. I remember the last time, I caught a cold because I wore too few clothes. But I still went to school reluctantly. During class, the sound of "wow wow" broke the silence in the classroom. When the teacher saw that I was vomiting, he ordered Scud Mao Yining to get hot water, asked the health committee member to clean up the mess on the floor, and asked the monitor to go to the pharmacy to buy medicine. She also took off her clothes and put them on me. My heart is touched by everything the teacher has done! After I took the medicine, I felt better.

However, my magical power worked again, and Teacher Zhang’s coat turned into a colorful map. At that time, I really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. But the teacher didn't complain about anything, but cared about me tenderly.

The teacher is like a gardener, taking care of the fragrant flowers. Teacher, Teacher Zhang, I love you! You are a good teacher! If you know her, you will definitely agree with me.