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The teacher taught me to write the beginning and end of a composition.

1. The teacher taught me to write a composition. Finally, I taught the teacher to write a composition.

"Ding Ling Ling ..." The bell rang, and when the students were seated, Miss Xia smiled and said, "Do you know, classmates? Last night, I looked after the house alone. I'm not afraid of jokes when I say it. I've never been so scared since I grew up. That fear can't be described in words. I still feel terrible when I think about it now. It's really terrible. " The words sound just fell and the whole class burst into laughter, especially Wang Lingling's laughter, which was particularly exaggerated.

After the laughter stopped, Mr. Xia pointed to Wang Lingling who was still smiling and asked, "Lingling, aren't you afraid of what I said?" "No." Wang Lingling answered simply. "Gee, I was really scared when I looked at the house last night." Teacher Xia asked doubtfully, "Why don't you feel scared after listening?" Wang Lingling pondered for a moment and said, "I don't think what you said is concrete and vivid enough to scare us." Teacher Xia looked very sad when she heard this: "Hi! Originally, the teacher wanted to write out the feelings of last night, but now it seems that it is not working. " Say, shook his head, very helpless. Before we could react, we heard teacher Xia say, "I have an idea, classmate, can you teach the teacher?" How can I say that you can feel the fear in the teacher's heart last night? "

Let's "teach" the teacher. It's really interesting! But can we do it? In curiosity and doubt, the whole class began to discuss in groups. But how to teach teachers to write? The other members of the team and I don't know where to start at present. Suddenly I saw the experience of looking at the house alone one night last summer: that night, I just finished my homework upstairs, and suddenly I saw the curtain cloth fluttering for no reason, and it seemed that a black shadow flashed outside the window; Then there was a strange "squeak" sound downstairs ... it scared me at that time. Yes, I have an idea. I quickly said to the group members, "We can suggest that the teacher describe what he saw and heard at that time, which scared him. Only in this way can we feel immersive after reading it and feel the fear of the teacher at that time. " The students were inspired by me, and you kept talking to me. Only Chen Xiaoqing said, "You can also ask the teacher to talk about what he was thinking." ...... Finally, our group agreed that teachers should be taught to describe from five aspects: "seeing, listening, feeling, thinking and doing".

The group discussion was over, and each group began to express their own suggestions. Some groups suggest that teachers should pay attention to using more rhetorical devices when writing; Some groups suggested that teachers should write more about the environment at that time ... When it was our group's turn to speak, I stood up confidently: "Teacher, our group agreed that you can describe in detail what you saw, heard, felt and did at that time." Listening to our speech, Mr. Xia kept nodding. When we finished writing, he said happily, "Thank you for teaching me to write a composition. From the students' speeches just now, I understand how to write a concrete and vivid composition. Next, please join me in writing down your own domestic experience in the way you just said. " ……

Just forty minutes passed. However, after class, the students still talked about this lesson with relish.

2. What did the teacher teach me at the beginning and end of the composition? I have a knowledgeable and friendly teacher. Her big bright eyes reveal simplicity and warmth. She did her best for education and always cared about us.

She is a teacher in our class. You are a hard gardener, pruning and cutting leaves for us. You have done your best to make our car more splendid. Teacher, please believe that I will repay you with excellent results.

Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. You have propped up the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Your lecture is rich and colorful. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a beautiful new world ... Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Ah, teacher, engineer of human soul, who is not praising you! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness. Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness.

3. What did the teacher teach me at the beginning and end of the composition? I have a knowledgeable and friendly teacher. Her big bright eyes reveal simplicity and warmth. She did her best for education and always cared about us. She is a teacher in our class. You are a hard gardener, pruning and cutting leaves for us. You have done your best to make our car more splendid. Teacher, please believe that I will repay you with excellent results.

Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. You have propped up the backbone of our generation!

You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning!

Your lecture is rich and colorful. Each chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a colorful new world. ...

Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Ah, teacher, engineer of human soul, who is not praising you! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.

Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness!

4. My teacher has a beautiful beginning and end: there is a profession that is the most beautiful, and that is a teacher; There is a landscape that is the most meaningful, and that is the soul of the teacher; One emotion is the most touching, and that is the relationship between teachers and students. We have the same blazing sun, we have the same vast sky, and under the same sky, we spread hope with love. ...

At the end: the teacher is selfless and does not ask students to return; Teachers are "good-looking" and want to make students become talents. As a student, shouldn't we sincerely offer full enthusiasm, infinite warmth and a sincere heart?

Beginning: If parents taught us to take the first step in life, then teachers taught us to take the first step in life.

It is he (she) who leads us from ignorance to maturity; It is he (she) who makes us learn from ignorance; He (she) led us to see how high the sky is, how deep the sea is and how big the dream can be!

I can't forget that when I first wrote 123, your hand held mine; I can't forget it. I counted 1+ 1 for the first time. You taught me to snap my fingers. I can't forget it. I learned A, B and C for the first time, and you corrected my mouth shape again and again.

Knot: Buds come out to depict the splendor of spring, white clouds float across the beautiful blue sky, and bright eyes and white teeth are the marks of youth. Teacher, the smallest white hair on your head tells us the strokes of the word "person".

Teacher, I want to compare you to an engineer of the soul. Because of you, let us learn to be tolerant and be kind to others. Because it is you, let us understand that failure is the mother of success; Because it is you, let us understand that life needs courage, patience and perseverance; Because you taught us how to drive away greed, ignorance, fear and violence; Also because of you, let us know love!

Teacher, I want to compare you to a burning candle. Because it is you who bring us into the ocean of knowledge, no matter astronomy, geography, history, literature, mathematics, physics, it is you who illuminate the stepping point and grasping point of our climbing ahead; Because it is you, you should give us all your knowledge without reservation, burn yourself and illuminate others; Because you have been guiding me with your light.

Time passed without a trace. When we suddenly look back and look at our hearts, there are always sections of memories that leave deep traces in our lives and cannot be forgotten. Whenever we pick it up, there is always a long-lost impulse in our hearts, which is touching. In fact, in the long river of life, there is always touching.

At the beginning and end of the teacher's composition, when we enter the school and become students, the teacher has carved a deep mark on our hearts, such as the rising sun, which gives us warmth, strength and direction. The teacher teaches us to learn knowledge and tells us the truth of being a man. In the sun, we grow up healthily.

When we are disheartened by setbacks, the kind face and pure teaching of the teacher warm our hearts like the sun. Let us bravely face setbacks and difficulties and strive to overcome them and win.

The teacher always sticks to us when our grades are not satisfactory. No matter how bad our grades are, the teacher will always help us and encourage us until our grades catch up. When our grades are excellent, teachers are satisfied with our grades, but they will not relax their strict requirements on us, nor will they be biased or partial to us. Teachers are like a ray of sunshine, gestating the growth of our seedlings.

6. My teacher's composition begins and ends (beginning) If our parents taught us to take the first step in life, then the teacher taught us to take the first step in life.

It is he (she) who leads us from ignorance to maturity; It is he (she) who makes us learn from ignorance; He (she) led us to see how high the sky is, how deep the sea is and how big the dream can be!

I can't forget that when I first wrote 123, your hand held mine; I can't forget it. I counted 1+ 1 for the first time. You taught me to snap my fingers. I can't forget it. I learned a, b and c for the first time, and you corrected my mouth shape again and again.

Buds are drawn out to depict the splendor of spring, white clouds float to reflect the beauty of the blue sky, and bright eyes and white teeth are the marks of youth. Teacher, the white hair on your head tells us the strokes of the word "person".

Teacher, I want to compare you to an engineer of the soul. Because it is you, let us learn to be tolerant and be kind to others; Because it is you, let us understand that failure is the mother of success; Because it is you, let us understand that life needs courage, patience and perseverance; Because you taught us how to drive away greed, ignorance, fear and violence; Also because of you, let us know love!

Teacher, I want to compare you to a burning candle. Because you brought us into the ocean of knowledge, no matter astronomy, geography, history, literature, mathematics, physics, you lit up the stepping point and grasping point in front of us; Because it is you, you should give us all your knowledge without reservation, burn yourself and illuminate others; Because it is you, who has been guiding our way forward with your light, so that we will never lose our way.

7. Write out the 247 words at the end of the composition taught by the teacher, which makes us admire. In our life, there are many people worthy of our admiration.

They are like dazzling stars in the night sky, countless. They may be famous "stars" or very humble "little stars" ... but the cleaners are the people I admire most.

Every time I walk past them, I can't help but stop and stare at them silently. They always sweep the main roads in obscurity and selfless dedication. Every morning when I am still under the warm bed, I can clearly hear the sound of the cleaner sweeping the floor. Until midnight, I can still see the cleaner standing at the window.

They are always willing to shed a lot of sweat to get praise and health from others. Once, I was walking by the side of the road and saw several cleaners sweeping the main road. Suddenly, an uncle passed by with his daughter, still eating crackers in his mouth. I saw them throw away the bag after eating the cookies. I was just about to argue with the uncle, but I saw an aunt cleaner sweep the bag away without saying anything.

I went over to the cleaner and whispered, "Aunt, why don't you talk about that uncle?" Aunt said, "They are all ordinary people, so why haggle over every ounce?" What if I forget? Be a man who is not afraid of losses, be generous, tolerate the mistakes of others, and have the quality of selfless dedication! "Listen to the aunt, I am very touched. Cleaners are beauticians of nature. For the sake of the health of our planet, they go out early and return late. I admire this spirit of obscurity and selfless dedication, and I am even more moved.

I can't help thinking that if there were no cleaners in the human world, the earth would have become a garbage dump. People! Wake up! Let's protect the earth and the environment with our hands.

8. At the beginning and end of the composition, the teacher and I: "The silkworm will weave until it dies in spring, and the candle will cry the wick every night" is the best way to describe the teacher.

A description of her (his) appearance

End: teacher! How can I thank you for spinning silk for us and lighting yourself up for us?

Function: before and after care

A teacher is like a big tree. We rely on her fantasy in spring, luxury in summer, maturity in autumn and meditation in winter. Teacher, I love you forever!

A teacher is a book. People often say that teachers are gardeners. But I think Mr. Chen in our class is like a book, a book that people like more and more, and a colorful book.

9. Regarding the beginning and end of the composition written to the teacher, the teacher is the noblest profession in the sun. Therefore, I especially respect my teacher.

Teachers have a hard job. They will give us lectures every day, indoctrinate us, wholesale mountains of homework, work hard to write lesson plans, organize our activities and ensure our safety. I won't know until I grow up. That classroom is full of hope, and you will always keep the nest. What is written on the blackboard is truth, but what is erased is utility; That chalk draws a rainbow and tears fall; That podium supports others and dedicates itself.

I know many stories about teachers. Zhao Shiliang, a teacher of Guangxi Normal University, and his girlfriend Rao Meiping both gave their young lives to save the drowning children. In order to fulfill their wish, Guiping funeral home held a special wedding. All the villagers witnessed this special wedding at the funeral and wished the brave lovers eternal unity in another world. In front of a speeding vehicle, Teacher Yin tried her best to protect the passing students with her body, and took back the lives of six or seven children from the "tiger's mouth", but she was knocked 25 meters away by the vehicle and finally died gloriously. She is an advanced educator with nearly 30 years' teaching experience in Chengnan Primary School, Jintan City, Jiangsu Province. On the day of the memorial service, acquaintances and strangers shed tears for her earth-shattering love; Baiquan Village is an administrative village located in the depths of Taihang Mountain, and Xiang Mei is the only teacher at this teaching point. At first, the school was three dilapidated stone houses. Due to years of disrepair, the cement in the stone cracks fell off in many places, there was no glass in the windows, and some tiles on the roof were broken. It rains heavily outside, but it rains lightly inside. Xiang Mei is worried that the classroom may collapse at any time. Later, she took the children to attend classes in the field. A blackboard, a group of children, at least two students. She had to go into the cave when she was caught in a storm in the wild. Xiang Mei finally left her school for the sake of the students. From 16 years old to now, at the age of 22, she has been teaching for six years, supporting a school by herself. She was rated as the most beautiful rural female teacher in China on the Internet. . . After reading these stories, I was filled with emotion and tears.

I also know many stories about respecting teachers and valuing morality. For example, it snows at the door, and there is a story of * * * respecting the teacher. * * * When he became the principal, he invited Mao Yuzhu, his private school teacher, to dinner and propose a toast to the teacher. He specially wrote a congratulatory letter to Mr. Xu Teli to celebrate his birthday.

Teachers often laugh at themselves, but in fact they are just a scholar. I think teachers are spring silkworms and candles. Spring silkworms will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Teachers work hard and don't seek fame and fortune. They bowed their heads and were willing to be cows. So I respect teachers, and I want to thank them with excellent results.