Who is your head teacher?

I'm glad to answer your question. My head teacher is surnamed Liu. I won't reveal his full name until I get his consent. Please forgive me. Let's talk about my head teacher.

He is our Chinese teacher and our head teacher. He is not tall, he always wears black-rimmed glasses and has a hairstyle (well, let's not talk about it). When he is alone, he always has a heavy heart, but whenever he meets a student, he will be greeted with a smile; He has nothing to do with handsome, but his clothes are always neat and have a charming temperament. Ah, he likes writing on the blackboard best. Although there is a whiteboard now, he will raise his hand whenever he has the opportunity to write. He never said much, but always told us six words repeatedly: "Simple things, repeat them."

Tell me about the first impression that Teacher Liu gave me. I still remember when the first year of high school started, the class teacher came to receive the new students. I was the first to sign up. It was a hot afternoon, and I stepped into the high school gate. Far away, I found a very special person in front of the teaching building. Why do you say special? Because on a hot day, he was the only one wearing a suit and tie, wearing black-rimmed glasses, not very old, sitting straight, alone, without talking, quietly looking at the school gate. I feel that this person is so strange, as if he is not in our time. If he were my head teacher, how terrible it would be. Fortunately, however, I became a student of Teacher Liu.

Let's talk about the last month of high school that Teacher Liu spent with us. The college entrance examination is coming soon, and each of us is very nervous. Every night we work overtime, and the boarding uncle runs up and down without saying a word. The head teacher was also said by the principal: "The students in your class are diligent at night, which affects others' sleep. This is a disease, and it is cured! "Then, the head teacher didn't come back that night and moved directly to the dormitory to supervise us. At 2 o'clock in the morning, we can still hear his gentle knock on the door. Now a few years have passed, and tears are beginning to swirl in our eyes again.

I miss my high school life and miss Mr. Liu, but I am embarrassed to meet him, because he taught us so hard, but I did so badly in the college entrance examination. Here, I would like to thank the landlord for giving me an opportunity to talk about my inner thoughts. I hope everyone will study hard, cherish every teacher, cherish the time of reading, and all that has passed away can only be recalled, cherish the present and rush to the future.

Finally, I quote six words that our class teacher often says: "Simple things, repeat them."