Teacher who teaches composition in Xiaogan City

1. Please give me a teacher who teaches me how to write Chinese composition. Thank you

Everyone above also thinks so. We all walk into the fourth grade of primary school with you with such a question mark. grade class.

When you gave us the first Chinese class, the words "Hello, classmates" and the 90-degree bow were deeply imprinted in our minds. From that moment on, we have had a crush on you. Feeling good. The "Hello Teacher" we replied with our expectations and respect for you. Perhaps it was your humorous and funny class that made us fall in love with you deeply, and fall in love with one of our great friends, our Chinese teacher.

After you came to our class, you not only asked us to learn the knowledge in the textbooks well, but also often sacrificed your own time to let us understand the composition more deeply and practice writing. I corrected it carefully and responsibly, and also wrote different comments for each of us. It is because of these comments that we understand the flaws in our compositions and correct them more quickly. This is where our skills for improving our compositions lie. . Your hard work on us has finally come to fruition. We won second place in a school-wide essay competition. Now, our class is famous for its good compositions in the whole school. All of this is due to your efforts. You have lived up to our expectations. During the days when you taught us, our Chinese scores have gradually improved, and our composition level is also higher than that of our peers. We are all proud to have a teacher like you. 2. Write an essay about “My Favorite Teacher” of about 600 words

Fish can’t live without water, birds can’t live without trees, and our growth naturally cannot live without teachers. As the saying goes: If a child doesn’t meet a good teacher Teacher, then he is a lurking criminal. It can be seen how important a good teacher is to our growth. A teacher is like a spring breeze, blowing new ideas and vitality to us; a teacher is like a warm wind in summer, giving us knowledge and reason. ; Teachers look at our mistakes and shortcomings like the cool wind in autumn; they always blow away our clutter and stains ruthlessly like the cold wind in winter. I love my teachers because they have dedicated themselves silently throughout the year without any regrets. Among the 365 days in the four seasons, my favorite teacher is Teacher Wang. She has long hair and a pair of bright eyes. Teacher Wang has taught us Chinese since the fifth grade. She teaches us reading and writing... We are tender For flowers, the teacher is the gardener, and we grow under the cultivation of the gardener; we are fish, and the teacher is the sea water, and we swim in the vast sea. I like Teacher Wang’s teaching methods, her unique insights, and her Yan Zhong She has a loving attitude and is serious about her work. She talks to her classmates with a smile on her face every day. Although she criticizes her classmates for being very strict, she has a very good temper. She is very serious about her homework and has strict requirements on quality and writing. In terms of quality, she does not allow us to make typos. In terms of writing, she requires us to have neat handwriting and clean paper. I know that the teacher is to prevent us from making typos during the exam and keep the paper clean to avoid deducting points. Teacher Wang also teaches How do we summarize the meaning of a paragraph, teach us how to understand words and sentences, and teach us how to read Tang poetry and Song poetry. When we don’t understand, the teacher explains it clearly to us. Teacher Wang is so responsible. Sometimes she even tells us ancient poems Everyone listens to the story with gusto. The story is like a rich dinner, which gradually becomes the nutrition for our healthy growth. Teacher, you are a little light in the darkness, illuminating our hearts, driving away the darkness, and bringing you happiness. Give us hope and strength; teacher, you are a big ship in the sea, take us to swim in the ocean of knowledge, teach us the ability to survive; teacher, you are a pebble on the road, silently paving the runway of history... Teacher, Your love is as warm as the sun, as genial as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the clear spring. Your love is more serious than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your love is the greatest, most selfless, and most sacred. . Flowers should thank the sun, because the sun nurtures it to grow; flowers should thank the rain and dew, because the rain and dew nourish it and grow; the goshawk should thank the sky, because the sky allows it to fly; mountains should thank the earth, because the earth makes it towering; the earth should thank Grass, because grass makes it beautiful... I want to thank my teacher for imparting knowledge to me and allowing me to grow up healthily. I love you, teacher. 3. An essay introducing Xiaogan Experimental Primary School

Dafeng Experimental Primary School is a pearl in the educational field of Dafeng. It is located on the bank of the Maoyou River on the right side of Dafeng City.

This is a beautiful campus. When I came to the campus, I saw a row of tall camphor trees on both sides of the central road, like two rows of soldiers guarding the campus.

There is a flower bed in front of the teaching buildings on both sides of Zhongxin Road. Spring is here, the grass in the flower bed breaks through the ground, sprouts green spring buds, and colorful flowers bloom, some are red, some are pink, and some are white. They compete with each other to bloom.

Walking along the central road, there is a spacious playground. The five-star red flag in front of the playground is fluttering in the wind. On the right side of the central road, a winding gravel path leads to an antique pavilion with a green roof and red pillars.

This is a civilized campus. In the early morning, when you come to Dafeng Experimental Primary School, you will find that the students here consciously line up in neat lines to enter the campus.

At the school gate, the teacher on duty greeted every student with a smile, and the greeting "Hello, teacher" rang in my ears. Walking into the campus, there is not a scrap of paper on the ground here. When students see garbage on the ground, they will take the initiative to throw it into the trash can.

At the entrance of the stairs, students consciously walk to the right when going up and down the stairs. There is no crowd here and the steps are gentle. This is a campus full of happiness.

In the music class, the clear singing voices of the students echoed in the classroom. In the science class, the students actively brought tools to school for experiments and took the initiative to raise various difficulties in the experiments to the teacher. The students' hearty laughter came from time to time in the classroom because their experiments were successful.

In the activity class, the playground became a paradise for the children. The students had a lot of fun, some skipping rope, some playing shuttlecock, some playing football, and some jumping rubber bands.

From time to time bursts of laughter from the students could be heard on the playground. 4. An essay introducing Xiaogan Experimental Primary School

Dafeng Experimental Primary School is a pearl in the educational field of Dafeng. It is located on the bank of the Maoyou River on the right side of Dafeng City.

This is a beautiful campus. When I came to the campus, I saw a row of tall camphor trees on both sides of the central road, like two rows of soldiers guarding the campus. There is a flower bed in front of the teaching buildings on both sides of Central Road. Spring is here, the grass in the flower bed breaks through the ground, sprouts green spring buds, and colorful flowers bloom, some are red, some are pink, and some are white. They compete with each other to bloom. Walking along the central road, there is a wide playground. The five-star red flag in front of the playground is fluttering in the wind. On the right side of the central road, a winding gravel path leads to an antique pavilion with a green roof and red pillars.

This is a civilized campus. In the early morning, when you come to Dafeng Experimental Primary School, you will find that the students here consciously line up in neat lines to enter the campus. At the school gate, the teacher on duty greeted every student with a smile, and the greeting "Hello, teacher" rang in my ears. Walking into the campus, there is not a scrap of paper on the ground here. When students see garbage on the ground, they will take the initiative to throw it into the trash can. At the entrance of the stairs, students consciously walk to the right when going up and down the stairs. There is no crowd here and the steps are gentle.

This is a campus full of happiness. In the music class, the clear singing voices of the students echoed in the classroom. In the science class, the students actively brought tools to school for experiments and took the initiative to raise various difficulties in the experiments to the teacher. The students' hearty laughter came from time to time in the classroom because their experiments were successful. In the activity class, the playground became a paradise for the children. The students had a lot of fun, some skipping rope, some playing shuttlecock, some playing football, and some jumping rubber bands. . . . . . From time to time, bursts of laughter from the students could be heard on the playground. 5. The teacher taught me how to write an essay

"Teachers" are engineers of the human soul. They have nurtured young seedlings one after another and cultivated batches of outstanding talents. Under their careful care, we grew up healthily and lively. Among so many teachers, the one who impressed me the most was her—the math teacher who taught me for half a semester—Mr. Chen.

Teacher Chen is of medium build, with long, glossy black hair, and a pair of big, bright eyes on her fair face, as if she can see the inner world of our classmates. However, what impressed me most about her was her love for her children.

I remember one time, I had a high fever, reaching 39.5 degrees. It happened that my father was on a business trip and my mother was on duty, so I didn't go to school to ask for leave. After Teacher Chen found out, he immediately came to my house to visit me.

She held my hand and said to me with a smile: "My child, you have a fever. It's 39.5 degrees! If you want to eat something, the teacher will buy it for you..." At that time, although my fever did not go away, But I was sane. "Teacher Chen, you are here." I said to Teacher Chen. "Yes, kid, the teacher is here. Kid, how do you feel?" At this time, my eyes were wet... The next day, I still didn't go to school, and Teacher Chen came to visit me again. When she saw me holding Chinese books, she said to me: "My child, don't be too tired. After you recover, we will help you make up for your lessons. The most important thing for you now is to rest..." My heart was surging: Teacher Chen, you are loyal and busy with housework every day. Now that I am sick, you come to visit me again... Thinking of this, tears burst out of my eyes... With Teacher Chen's care, my illness is getting better day by day. When I returned to school, I took the midterm exam. Since I had no classes these days, I only scored over 70 points. At this time, Teacher Chen came to comfort me again: "My child, I don't blame you for not doing well in this exam. Come, let me help you make up for the homework you missed! This question..." With the help of Teacher Chen, at the end of the semester, In the exam, I finally got a good score of 100 points. Teacher Chen wrote on the "Message Form": "'Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration. Congratulations on your excellent results, but your results can only represent the past, not the future. , I hope you will continue to work hard and achieve better results!" After reading this "Message List", I really want to say to Teacher Chen: "Teacher Chen, half of my 100 points are yours, thank you! ”

Now, I have come to Beijing. Although I left Teacher Chen, I still want to say to her: "Teacher Chen, you will always be the person I respect and love the most!" 6. Write a 400-word essay on all the teachers who have taught me

< p> Always taught me to write essays. In the process of growing up, the teacher gave us a lot. Among them, the one that impressed me the most was that the teacher taught me to write essays.

That time, I participated in the school’s speech contest and wrote a speech. In order to make the manuscript more perfect, Teacher Chu made detailed revisions for me several times. Every afternoon after school, the teacher would always keep me here and carefully consider the words and sentences word for word, even the subtle punctuation marks. In order to help me understand the article more deeply and memorize it more familiarly, the teacher also taught me Explain in detail until I understand.

The teacher in the teacher’s office (China University Network, please keep this mark for reprinting) has left, but she still patiently corrected my composition.

In this way, day after day, every day, the teacher, although tired, still worked tirelessly to revise my composition. What moved me the most was that night, when I was doing my homework at home, Teacher Chu rushed to my house regardless of the busy schedule of housework, and made further revisions to me, teaching me to write sentences in a detailed and concise manner, not to be wordy, and to use vocabulary. It must also be accurate, appropriate, specific, and true to make an excellent composition.

Teacher Chu, you not only taught me how to write essays, but also gave me great encouragement. I will always remember your teachings. 7. Looking for essays about teachers

In a week, I may not enter middle school.

Once, I met a "special" teacher. Why do you say he is "special"?

Since my home is close to school, I often play at school after school, sometimes even playing until dark before going home. The teacher lives in the school, and he also knew that my grades were not very good. Unexpectedly, my essay was posted on the class blackboard.

It was the first time I received this kind of "treatment", and I felt very conflicted. I didn't know how to make a decision? What should I do if I can no longer play in class and have to complete my homework after class? Between studying and playing? Mainly because he is different from other teachers. The previous teachers were particularly concerned about students with good grades, but this teacher was particularly concerned about students with poor grades and would not consciously complete their homework after class! Maybe later he saw my determination and took even more care of me. He showed me essays written by students who were good at reading, but the teachers didn't know how to teach me.

In addition, there are too many children at home, and I am too playful, so. If you fail this test.

In short, my "first impression" of this teacher is "special". Later, I slowly started to like his class.

Especially after several exchanges between us, I was originally a person who did not seek to make progress. What I can’t forget most is his tireless teachings. That was when I was in elementary school, but I was called to the office, especially writing.

After hard work, my grades have made great progress. I jumped from last place in the final exam to second place in the class. This exam changed my life's destiny, and he asked me patiently as he told me how I should write my essay.

The teacher also wrote a lot of "comments" at the end of my composition: "I never do homework." Hearing my answer, he was not angry: "Your homework is done. Yes, lend me a lot of books.

I haven’t seen Teacher Zhang for nearly two years. I decided to choose to study, and my parents didn’t have the energy to discipline me. I, you often give me extra lessons?" I said to him with a smile, a student who doesn't know how to read.

Thank you, my teacher, I am becoming more and more interested in him, and he takes the trouble to teach me. It wasn't until it got late that he asked me to go home and write a composition seriously again as he said.

As you can imagine, my academic performance was terrible. However, in sixth grade, things turned around. 8. I go to Xiaogan Experimental Primary School. I have a composition today, which is "How to write "A Corner of the Campus"

The campus landscape of a corner of the campus. Our campus is located near Gaosuntang, although it is not Not sure about the monuments, but it's so beautiful and charming.

I love my school! At the end of the semester, students bathed in sunshine walked into the campus in high spirits. After entering the door, I saw the green belts on both sides. The first thing the gardener trimmed each tree was to harden it into a mushroom shape, which is also regarded as a green velvet umbrella.

When you step on the stone steps, you will see lush peach blossom trees and spectacular scenery. Although the peach blossoms have not yet opened, the peach blossoms are also spiritual.

Rain, wind, sun and mosquito bites, peach trees are the same loyal guards, guarding the beautiful campus. Then climb up a few stone steps. At first glance, you will see a wide and beautiful playground with red and green colors. There are also basketball courts, badminton courts and jogging tracks on the playground.

When the sound came, in the classroom and on the playground, some students were playing basketball, some were practicing running, and some were playing badminton! The North Station stood in the middle of the playground, looking at our flag-raising platform. The flag-raising platform is made of brick-red marble and is surrounded by silver railings. The teacher said that the flagpole is 13 meters high and symbolizes the motherland of 130 million people.

Every Monday, we lined up neatly and held a grand flag-raising ceremony on the playground. The national flag on the flagpole rises slowly amidst the solemn national anthem. My heart is very excited, and the motherland has been installed in my heart.

The green belts on both sides are so beautiful, charming and lush. The playground in front of Yifu Building is high.

Light red bricks, dark green windows, a new look of Shaw Building. There are three types of six-story buildings below ground level 9 high.

The building has a music room, dance room, art room, electronic piano room, computer room, laboratory, and library. Shaw House, go to class every week.

We learn to sing, dance, draw and play computer games here.

What a blessing! The lining in front of Yifu Building is not to be outdone by the potted chrysanthemums and chrysanthemums in full bloom. Looking from a distance, it looks like a colorful auspicious cloud, really beautiful! As we got closer, the chrysanthemums exuded a faint fragrance, and the students were completely immersed in the fragrance of the chrysanthemums.

They are still budding children, looking plump and divided, and some have fully expanded, revealing a bright yellow core that is just beginning to have two or three petals. At first glance, the flower is beautiful, and the flower is also very beautiful.

I really want to draw strokes with the next hand in front, a beautiful sight, and treasure it forever. There is a pot of unknown flowers next to the chrysanthemum. The pale yellow flowers look like a shy little girl, and they also look like a little bell hanging on the tree.

It can emit a gust of breeze and the little bells sound like beautiful music.

Suddenly, a scent of sweet-scented osmanthus came to my nostrils. I looked back at the scent and came to an osmanthus tree, as if the whole body and mind melted with the scent. I was completely intoxicated by the osmanthus flowers against the background of the blue sky. The flowers are in full bloom, especially the beautiful ones! In the morning, the students on the dewy grass woke up and slowly recovered.

Dew points drip onto the soil, moistening the soil. ah! I love the campus and the beautiful scenery on campus.

This is not only because it brings us knowledge, but also brings infinite joy. 9. Is good composition taught by teachers?

How to improve writing skills.

"A gentleman is born without exception, and good things are better than false things."

Since there are teachers who help us learn to write essays, why wouldn't we do it? Woolen cloth? There are

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people worship Confucius as their teacher. Song Lian still studied with the teacher in the cold winter, and Lu Xun studied under Shouguang

I, do the other debaters want to say that they did not produce a good article?

In addition, we believe that good composition is taught by teachers, not students

Students only need to listen carefully

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can write good compositions, but it means that teachers should guide students

to accumulate vocabulary, materials, and cultivate their sense of language; guide students to overcome their fear of difficulties and actively participate in composition practice, Dare to write; guide students to be thoughtful people in life,

actively think about life and put it into words, and gradually write thoughtful and profound articles;

guide students to think about composition Generate interest and treat composition as a task

Writing becomes a habit. Every step of these "four guides" cannot be separated from the participation of teachers. Only

if the teacher teaches us correctly, can we master the correct composition method and

write good articles through practice. This is like building a house. Only by getting the correct drawings and mastering the construction methods can you build a solid house. Otherwise

If you just practice construction blindly, you will have to start over again if you can’t repair it well, which will only waste time and effort. Today

we are sitting here debating. Isn’t it because the teacher wants to improve our composition level

and let us write good compositions again and again?

In summary, we believe that good composition is taught by teachers, and teachers’ teachings

are particularly important in the process of learning composition 10. Your most profound teacher composition 540 words

After making a mess, he "troubled" them to redo it, which made us fall in love with the composition through a series of laughter, and also made us understand that life is the material for writing, and she "troubled" them to redo it. "Trouble" they practiced calligraphy... What touched me most was that after she finished correcting my composition, she wrote down her affirmation and revision opinions for my composition)

She, like a pure angel, constantly purifies us. mind.

She is like sweet honey that nourishes our souls all the time.

She is like a hard-working gardener nurturing a new generation of saplings.

She and he expand and extend.

She. That mouth was even more powerful. During the class, he talked incessantly and quoted from various sources. Everyone was fascinated. At that time, it seemed like bunches of purple grapes were in front of them. The fragrance of plum blossoms came from the bitter cold. , my young and my young and the young of others"... She used her gentle words to soothe our restless hearts, which left a deep impression on me.

She was very emotional in class. , full of contagion. I remember that during the class of "Grape Valley", he demonstrated and read it vividly. Although she only taught me for one year, she used every opportunity to teach us the virtues of life. "Putting others before yourself, helping others" is her mantra. , in the infiltration of thoughts every moment, we slowly understood that "words must be deeds." In my study career, she left the deepest impression on me.

She is of medium height, and her grape-like crystal eyes are full of wisdom, shining with friendly light, and her actions must be resolute." "The edge of a sword is sharpened and burns itself like a candle to light up others, so she He “sends rice” to us every day—reads two lively, interesting, and close-to-life compositions for us to “cook” during lunch every day, and tells us a lot about the names and origins of the strange rocks on Huangshan Mountain.

She often said that composition is life; some students' handwriting is illegible; I remember that when I took the reading class "Strange Stones of Huangshan", I met many dedicated teachers by fate. Each of us is a "smart woman can't make a meal without rice". Usually some students don't take their homework seriously, so how much effort should we "trouble" the teacher! (Article reading website: sanwen, has a very strong sense of responsibility and is known as the "troublesome class teacher".

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