Shi en ru shan composition

In daily study, work or life, everyone has written a composition, and you must be familiar with all kinds of compositions. Composition is a kind of speech activity with strong comprehensiveness and creativity. What is the composition you have seen? The following is the composition of Shi Enrushan that I collected for you. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.

Enrushan Composition Teacher 1 Among the teachers I know, I like Miss Zhao best. Miss Zhao's black gem eyes seem to be able to see through your mind, and that mouth that spits out knowledge is teaching us every day.

Every class, Miss Zhao and we are just like friends. We discuss problems together, analyze the text with us, and occasionally tell jokes to make you laugh, so everyone likes Chinese classes very much. However, sometimes Miss Zhao is also very serious:

When the final exam is approaching in grade five, the students all look good, and some students are even absent-minded. Teacher Zhao said to us seriously, "The exam is coming soon. If you don't concentrate on your studies and don't do well in the exam, how can you be worthy of teachers and parents? " Hearing this, the students were all a little ashamed.

But Mr. Zhao, who has a big temper, will also have a gentle side.

Once, a classmate accidentally broke his leg while running. As soon as Mr. Zhao saw it, he sent the classmate to the infirmary. After that, I asked the classmate to be caring and attentive, and Mr. Zhao was completely alone in peacetime.

Miss Zhao, she has done her best for our students. Every day, I have to face many problems. When I get home at night, I have to prepare lessons and write papers. He only has a few hours of rest in a day.

Students, do you know?

Teachers are the rudder to constantly revise our lives on our growing journey.

Teacher, we are guided by the banner of personality!

The teacher is love, the morning dew rolling on the bud.

Teachers are love and sunshine in flowers.

Teacher love is far more serious than maternal love.

Teacher's love is far gentler than father's love.

No amount of repayment can repay the teacher's teaching.

Teacher's kindness is like a mountain, and teacher's love is like the sea.

We should always remember the teacher's love and always engrave it in our hearts.

Gratitude is the best feeling in the world.

These good feelings of kindness, honesty and friendliness are all based on gratitude. Only with a grateful heart can we have all these beautiful qualities and a beautiful heart.

We are grateful to our parents, giving us flesh and blood, giving us infinite care and affection; Thanksgiving brothers and sisters, let us have a loving brotherhood, but also brought a lot of thoughtful words; Grateful classmates, they are our role models and playful partners. After six years of getting along, they forged a profound friendship. However, Thanksgiving Day has just passed. When you bring a cup of hot tea to your parents, a greeting card to your sisters and a blessing to your classmates, will you think of your teacher?

The teacher is the one who corrects homework at the desk late at night; It is the person who is uncomfortable but still interested in giving lessons to his classmates ... We have changed from a young eagle flying with wings to a full-fledged eagle; We have changed from babbling children to knowledgeable teenagers; We read Four Great Classical Novels from Pinyin; We learned to speak fluent English from babbling; We learn to write from writing to writing articles; We only know some common sense of life to understand electricity, magnetism, heat, light and sound; We can't even count from one to ten, and we can't swim in the ocean of mathematics ... whose credit is this? It was teachers who cultivated the flowers of the motherland without teachers and gardeners. Without the hard work of teachers, how could we have today? From childhood to youth, even in our life, teachers are crucial figures, and only teachers and parents can benefit us for life.

"Spring silkworms are spinning until they die, and every night candles will drain the wick." Every teacher is like a candle, burning himself and illuminating our lives. Thanksgiving teacher!

The teacher's kindness is like a mountain. It is a kind of love between fatherly love and maternal love. That is a kind of love that is more severe than fatherly love; That is a kind of love that is gentler than maternal love. It is the teacher's love!

It is the love of teachers, which has cultivated every celebrity and great man from generation to generation, ancient and modern, at home and abroad; It is the teacher's love, which allows us to travel freely in the ocean of knowledge. What is teacher's love? Teacher love is to support a safe territory for us when the earthquake comes. Teacher's love is to block the roaring car with your body so that students are not hurt. The teacher's love is that you sit in the dim light and correct our homework. The teacher's love is that you endure hardships in class and impart knowledge to us.

I remember once, it was the teacher's love that touched my heart as hard as stone, and that scene is still vivid in my mind. On the third day, in the autumn wind, yellow leaves fell like yellow butterflies. On Monday, I came to school. I didn't know I needed to dictate new words until I asked my classmates carefully. Because I forgot to do my homework, I used my quick wits to copy the new words and hand them in. But who knows that when I was in Chinese in the first class, Teacher Tan asked me: Who dictated your new words to you?

I dared to say, "My mother dictated it to me." I am very confused in my heart.

Perhaps, Mr. Tan saw from my manner that I was not telling the truth, so he called my mother and asked, and it turned out that I was lying. It's terrible, but you will be punished. However, the critical words I was waiting for never sounded, but the gentle voice of Teacher Tan: "Nothing! Everyone is not perfect, and everyone makes mistakes sometimes. Did Einstein and Chairman Mao Zedong really never make mistakes? It's not terrible to make mistakes, it's terrible to know them and not change them. As long as it is corrected, everything will always belong to everything. Remember, don't lie in the future. "

Teacher Tan's words opened my eyes, such as opening the clouds to see the sun. The teacher is right. Making mistakes is not terrible. It's terrible not to correct your mistakes. Only by correcting them can we go further. Besides, who can be perfect! Just this once, let my heart be full of warmth again. This time, I feel ashamed. What am I in the teacher's broad mind? I'm afraid it's just a small spaceship!

Teacher, I feel your profound teachings-preaching, teaching and dispelling doubts! I will always remember this kind of love, because teachers are like mountains and teachers are like the sea.

Teacher is like a mountain. You water our ideal flowers with the nectar of knowledge. You have nourished the beautiful fruit of our feelings with the clear spring of your heart; You pointed out the direction of our progress with the long river of years; You are our most admired teacher-Teacher Tian Yanping.

She has beautiful hair, black and shiny. Her eyes are always smiling, so amiable. But I like the two dimples on her face best, small and deep.

Although tian teacher doesn't like to talk at ordinary times, he can be strict in class. I remember one time, she was caught talking empty words in high school. She frowned, held a book in one hand and gently pushed the glasses on her nose in the other. She walked slowly over and looked at him with stern eyes. Gao suddenly fell silent and hurriedly lowered her head to correct her mistake.

Tian teacher is knowledgeable and experienced. He often tells us some short stories that are beneficial to learning and leads us into a world of learning. Every knowledge point she talked about was clear and organized, and every knowledge point was expanded. Let's learn in class, consolidate in class, strive for appreciation cards and stimulate our enthusiasm for learning.

She is a very responsible teacher. I remember one day last semester, tian teacher kept coughing in class, only to find her pale and hoarse. I don't know which classmate reminded me: "tian teacher, you are so sad. Go to the hospital to see? " Tian teacher smiled awkwardly and replied, "The final exam is coming soon. I can't delay your study. I go to the hospital at night. "

She is also a very caring teacher. No matter in nursing homes, ethnic schools, public security patrols, environmental messengers and other public welfare roads, she can be seen with her two dedicated sons.

I like such a math teacher, who can lead us to learn in happiness and grow up in learning!

At the age of 58, I walked into the door of high school with dreams and hopes. At an ignorant age, I welcomed a new teacher. He is small but strong, a short man embodies the spirit, and his eyes are sharp with a knife. Teacher Lu, an ordinary faculty member who makes me grateful, is like a determined mountain.

The life of senior one is boring and long for me, like the same road. After walking for a long time, there is still no end in sight, so I can only walk aimlessly. However, I was lucky to meet you, which made me find new hope and see the dawn of my dream. You are like a bright light, showing me the way.

I remember that bright afternoon, I walked into the classroom with heavy steps and a straight face-"report". You smiled and motioned me to go in. Looking around, you showed me the seats in the first row and asked me to sit down. I suddenly squatted up and climbed onto the table with my head in my arms, but you looked back at me with a smile. I remember I was still in a daze. Until now, I realized that you meant well. In that class, you were full of humor: "On my way to school, I met a dog at the transit station. It grinned at me, but I only said' I'm hungry'." It turned and ran away. "Ha ha, that's interesting! I remember that lesson clearly.

Since then, I have often traveled between your residence and the classroom. I like chatting with you, telling you my unhappiness and sharing my happiness. You also take pains to listen to me and always treat me with a smile, which makes me feel very happy. You make me full of hope for the future.

During our two years together, we had joys and sorrows, but now I am no longer worried or afraid, because I know there is a mountain behind me. It is rock-solid, standing, and taking me to the light.

What is the greatest occupation in the world? Scientists, writers and mathematicians? Have you ever wondered who trained these great men? It's teachers. When we applaud the achievements of scientists, writers and mathematicians, have you paid attention to cultivating their teachers? Teachers are always dedicated in obscurity, so I say teachers are the greatest people.

What impressed me the most was Mr. Chen, who taught me Chinese in the fourth grade. She is not tall, with bright eyes embedded in her white face and a pair of thick red glasses on her nose.

Teacher Chen has a glib tongue and listens carefully in class. In class, she occasionally plays a joke or two to relax us. She often recommends some good books to us, and often mentions extracurricular knowledge in class, which makes us listen with relish and benefit endlessly. She often encourages students with poor grades to enhance their self-confidence. The students in our class showed outstanding Chinese literacy, which made the teachers and students of the whole school sit up and take notice.

As we all know, Mr. Chen is very concerned about his students. In an exercise before a reading contest, on the podium, I suddenly felt dizzy, numb limbs and blurred vision. I forgot my words soon after I recited them, and dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at me. Suddenly, my face is as red as an apple. Teacher Chen looked at me with trusting eyes, but I still felt top-heavy. Teacher Chen immediately came forward to hold me and kept asking questions. I explained the situation, and she was relieved. She wanted to take me to see a doctor, but I still insisted on attending classes. When the class continued, she asked me about my situation every once in a while, which moved me very much.

Teacher Chen, when we were young eagles and our feathers were not full, you taught us how to fly and fly to the sky of knowledge. Teacher Chen, I will never forget you, your figure and your smile. Although it is only a short year, your kindness will never be forgotten.

Teacher Enrushan's composition 7 Every time I attend class, the teacher's figure is clearly visible in my mind; Every class, the teacher's words echo in my ears; In every class, the teacher's profound "famous words" have always taken root in my heart.

I remember when I was in primary school, that "time"

When I first arrived at school, I was silent after class because I didn't adapt to the new environment, but I comforted myself with "silence is golden" and I was even more frightened in class. Sometimes when the teacher asks me questions, I am even afraid that the mouse will see the old cat-my legs are weak, and then I will be criticized by the teacher ... Gradually, I really know what it means to be a "strict teacher", and I know that the teacher doesn't hate everyone, because the teacher wants everyone to be an excellent student, and there are no obstacles on the way to learning. In fact, the teacher's blame and criticism are all out of the teacher's most sincere and selfless love.

In fact, teachers don't always teach students to be strict. I remember it was a cold morning. A classmate had a high fever, and the teacher saw it, but he didn't say anything. He did it in three steps.

Walk to the hospital.

Teachers are also loyal to their profession. For the sake of her classmates, she makes up lessons for many poor students every night. Every morning, she can see the teacher's eyes are bloodshot, but the teacher doesn't care about them for the sake of her classmates.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Teachers are gardeners, cultivating the flowers of the motherland; The teacher is a big tree, which casts patches of shade on the earth.

Many teachers have taught me. They are all excellent, and we deeply admire them. One of the teachers I am most grateful to is my fourth-grade class teacher, Miss Li.

She is in her forties, neither tall nor short, and her figure is a little thin. She has long straight hair with a few strands of white hair in the middle, which is the trace left by her hard work. She speaks in a cadence, sometimes mild, sometimes harsh.

In class, she is a dedicated and strict teacher; After class, she is an approachable "loving mother".

On a research exam, our class didn't do very well, but Miss Li didn't blame us, but encouraged us to make persistent efforts next time. Next, in view of our weaknesses, she gave us a very strict check for leaks and vacancies, and took pains to explain them to us one by one. Hard work made her sick, and her beloved teacher had a heart attack, but she still didn't want to be hospitalized and insisted on attending classes despite her illness. Deeply saddened, we silently vowed that we must study hard to repay the kindness of our teachers. In class, we concentrate and listen carefully. Finally, we won many times in the next exam. The teacher was very happy. He personally made delicious coffee and bread for us. Watching us wolf down our food, the teacher touched our heads and showed a gratified smile.

Dear Miss Li is not only very strict about our education, but also keeps in touch with her parents after class, and really cares about our education as her own children.

I can't express my gratitude to Mr. Li. I just hope my beloved teacher and mother are healthy and happy every day!

Teacher, you are the spring breeze in a sad day, gently brushing away the sadness in my heart; You are a guitar in a happy day, playing the happiness of life for me; You are an umbrella in a sad day, quietly shielding me from the rain in my heart.

One rainy night, I don't know why three "elves" appeared on my face. Probably tired of playing wonderland. I want to come to the earth to breathe fresh air. When my aunt found out, she told the teacher at once.

"His face should be allergic. Why didn't I tell you this morning? " Aunt said.

"I asked him what happened this morning, and he said it was a bug bite." Teacher Meng said.

"I called your mother, then followed me to the teacher's note and then went to the gate." Teacher Meng turned to tell me that his amiable face made me feel as if my face didn't itch.

Then he took me to the classroom. For the first time, I saw a crowded teaching building. It became very quiet, which made me a little creepy. But Mr Meng has always taken me with him, and land of silence is full of teacher's love. Seeing that Mr. Meng's temples are gray because of his busyness, I can't help feeling how hard this job is for teachers.

Downstairs, the hall is empty, and it is raining outside. Looking at the terrible reflection in the sky revealing a ferocious face, my heart knotted one after another like a twist. Teacher Meng, holding an umbrella, kept telling me to go home to see a doctor as soon as possible and then go to bed early. My heart melted in an instant.

"Mom is coming, you can go. I have to go to the dormitory to see. " Teacher Meng handed me over to the doorman and quietly went to the student dormitory. Somehow, I was moved by tears like the rain tonight.

Thank the teacher for teaching us knowledge; Thank the teacher for his selfless dedication; Thanks to the teacher for inculcating us.

Teacher Enrushan's composition 10 Every day, we can always greet the morning reading class with teacher Zhu's voice of "refueling". She always reads fluent texts in a friendly tone, so we spent unforgettable time day after day under the guidance of Teacher Zhu.

I really hope the teacher's class is different. He is not an actor, but he can attract many people's attention. I hope the teacher can always tell every lesson vividly. Every class is so lively and interesting. I was glad to hear her speech.

Teacher Zhu, your every move has set an example for us. Whenever the flag-raising ceremony is held on Monday, you always stand in front of the procession and watch the national flag Ran Ran rise. There are scraps of paper on the ground. Bend down and pick it up. The blackboard is dirty. Wipe it yourself ... Once, you were hoarse from overwork. After you got sick, you gave us lessons and gave us many questions to do. You don't even have time to hang water. I wish you are a teacher, in our hearts, you are a lighthouse, guiding us; You are an engineer, creating our pure mind; You are a tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain.

Wish the teacher, thank you! It is you who have planted the seeds of progress in our hearts. Your kindness is like a mountain, which makes me unforgettable.

Lecturer's comments:

The little author usually observes life carefully, so his description is very appropriate and lyrical.

Composition by Shi Enrushan 1 1 Today, the school organized us to watch "Touching China", which moved me very much. Among them, I admire Zhang Lili, the "most beautiful teacher".

I think of my teacher. The math teacher is my head teacher, with a little white hair and spots on his head. I remember that during the winter vacation, I did several math problems and wanted her to help me see right and wrong. So, I e-mailed her the topic. She replied that she was out on business and asked me to receive the mail tomorrow morning. I didn't care. It doesn't matter whether it's early or not. The next day, I accidentally opened my mailbox and really received her email. Looking at the time, I was shocked. It's1:29 in the morning-my heart was shocked. I seem to see that in the whole residential building, only the teacher's light is on, and the teacher drags his tired body and stays up late to correct it for me ... My eyes are wet.

The English teacher also broke her heart for us. Once, our class was undisciplined and our English teacher got angry. The head teacher criticized us when he found out. We learned from the head teacher that the English teacher was having an operation last Monday morning. She should have rested at home, but she came to class this afternoon. She didn't miss a lesson in the two classes she taught. After listening to this, the students were ashamed and regretted their ignorance at that time. What a good teacher! As their student, I feel very lucky.

Teachers are selfless, imparting all their knowledge to us, just like candles, burning themselves and illuminating us. Teachers have trained generations of national pillars.

As students, we are proud to have such a teacher. We should study hard, strive to become useful talents, and live up to the efforts and hopes of teachers.

What is the most beautiful touch in the world? Some people say it's family, some people say it's love, some people say it's friendship, and I think the most beautiful touch is the teacher's love and concern.

There are countless memories about teachers in my heart, flashing in my mind, and the memory about teacher Wan is the most profound.

That day, the sun was shining, and the air occasionally revealed bursts of flowers. Every breath is refreshing. Tall poplars and elegant willows are bathed in the morning light.

Teacher Wan has a pair of bright eyes and a bright black hair, and looks full of energy. He also has a glib mouth, and speaks like an interested poet with witty remarks.

I remember that day, we had a good time at noon. Soon, a classmate wanted to speak, so he took me and my best friend to the office. At this time, suddenly two students rushed into the office wet, and the teacher hurriedly put down his homework, hurriedly picked up the hands of the two students, took off their wet clothes, and put them on by the fire without saying anything. This scene seems to let me see that the mother is caring for her children with warm love. I was suddenly surprised. The teacher is very concerned about his classmates. He is really a kind and good teacher.

What I remember most is that time.

At noon, my friends and I ate a delicious lunch with relish. Suddenly, the teacher went straight across from us, asked us to be caring and attentive, and occasionally picked up shrimp and fish for us to taste. The teacher gave us all the meat she brought.

From this incident, I finally understand that teachers are so kind, and teachers are like our mothers, caring for us all the time.

Remember that time.

We had a good time.

Bang! Suddenly my friend threw himself on a dog and began to cry. When the teacher saw it, he rushed over to express his condolences to my friend. "What's wrong? Where did you get hurt? Does it hurt? " Teacher Wan said in urgent language.

After I met him, I felt that Mr. Wan was really kind, very kind, and cared about his students as much as his own children. It turns out that everything in the world will change. Teacher's love is really like crystal!

Teacher Wan is really a selfless and great teacher!

When people marvel at the gorgeous rainbow, the first thing they think of is the sun; When I won applause and flowers, my first thought was you! Thank you, teacher.

Besides my parents and teachers, you are the second closest elder who helped me in my life-toddler and independent.

Teacher, you let me lose my tired soul, regain the moisture of sunshine and rain, and sprout new buds of courage and hope. You support my little flower!

Teacher, it is you who have extended a warm hand to me, a beacon drifting in the dark, which makes me firm in confusion and sober in thinking.

You condense yourself into a second sun, bringing us light and wisdom.

You taught me a song with the notes of life. The lyrics are true, firm, humble, simple and persistent ... I am singing my songs and heading for a colorful life!

You awakened my sleeping heart with selfless love, nurtured my lost self-confidence, ignited my extinguished ideal fire, and urged me to embark on a brand-new milestone. ...

You have sprinkled sunshine into my heart, and how many days of teaching and care have enriched my heart and wisdom.

You are the spring rain, sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently; You exaggerate the world and bring spring, but you disappear into the earth.

You are the ocean, I am the shell, and you give me colorful colors. ...

A piece of chalk, pointing out the maze of knowledge kingdom; A blackboard records the teacher's infinite affection; A platform reflects the hardships of teachers; Three-foot pointer, pointing out the ideal road.

Teacher, snow is your symbol. I present a sacred wreath woven for you, wishing you a happy New Year and good luck every year.

Time flies. I have been in China and Canada for a year and a half. In this seemingly short but long period of more than a year, I learned knowledge, felt warmth and enjoyed care ... What impressed me most was the persistence of Chinese and Canadian teachers in their students.

I used to go to a key school and a demonstration high school. But in such an environment, I feel unprecedented pressure, which makes me feel suffocated and confused. The teacher's lukewarm attitude makes people feel even more angry. Must top students be taken seriously? Should a teacher deliberately ignore the enthusiasm of a student who wants to study? The most infuriating thing is that she will try her best to persuade some poor students to enroll in vocational middle schools and prevent them from taking the senior high school entrance examination. Why kill other people's rights? Why help others choose the right path?

Now, I am studying in Huamei China-Canada High School, where the environment is beautiful, the facilities are perfect, the teachers are kind and the classmates are friendly. All students here feel democracy, equality, mutual respect and respect.

I remember one time, Professor Zhang came into the classroom a few minutes late, apologized to us and explained the reason for being late, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand, and immediately went to give a lecture. He always convinces others with his classmates' wrong reasoning; He can always answer everyone's questions patiently; He is always tolerant and attractive to our waywardness. Such kind and kind elders, such educated educators and such good friends who talk about everything are all people we respect and care about.

Once in the middle of the night, I suddenly had a fever in the middle of the night. It was Peng Chunlei, a life teacher, who sent me to the hospital, accompanied me for intravenous drip and sent me water and medicine. We were busy until three o'clock in the morning before going back to the dormitory to sleep. Just after six o'clock, she has to get up again to wake up the students.

My dear teachers! Thank you for everything you have done for us. We will work hard and repay your sweat for us with excellent results. In the future, we will miss you in a distant foreign country and bless you! May your life be safe!

Teacher's kindness is like a mountain 15 Some people say that teacher's kindness is like a mountain, because the mountains are towering and admirable; I feel that teachers are like the sea, because the sea is boundless and immeasurable. The ancients said, "One day as a teacher, one life as a father". Although you are not my biological parents and teachers, you give me guidance and care as if you were my own child.

Teacher Zhang, although you are teaching our class for the first time, I can still feel your deep concern for us from the words, words and symbols you wrote. You are like a hardworking gardener, and we are the seeds in the land. Every knowledge you teach is like watering us, reminding us to grow rapidly and never relax.

Teacher Xie, under your leadership, we have ushered in the second school year. In class, you are strict with us and manage our class well, but you occasionally joke to relax our nervous body and spirit. No matter what the grade of our class is, you will never give up any students, let alone miss any class.

Teacher Lin, if we are a ship, then you are a sail, and you lead us forward in the ocean of English; If we are lost children, then you are the light on the road, guiding us.

Teacher, what you have done has moistened my mind and broadened my horizons. Today, I am here to pay high tribute to you: "Teacher! You have worked hard! "

Yes! The teacher's kindness is like a mountain, let us thrive under the care of the teacher.