The composition of the second grade teacher

No matter in study, work or life, everyone is familiar with composition. With the help of composition, you can vent your emotions and adjust your mood. So, how to write a composition? The following is my teacher's composition for Grade Two. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.

My teacher has a standard apple face, khaki hair naturally draped over her shoulders, and long eyelashes with big eyes are really beautiful.

She likes joking. One day at noon, it was her turn to divide the meal. We fill the rice one by one in an orderly way. From the first group to the eighth group, we filled in all of them. When we found some meatballs, she shouted, "Hey, we sell meatballs, so we can eat them for free. If it's not delicious, don't pay! "

Everyone was shocked. A classmate asked, "What if there is no money?"

The teacher deliberately said in a delicate tone: "People have said that if it's not delicious, you don't need money. Of course it doesn't cost money! "

After listening, the students rushed up and took the meatballs away. There is one left. The teacher said, "You don't want them?"

We all shook our heads and the teacher said, "Hey, you don't want such delicious meatballs, I ate them!" " "

The teacher picked up chopsticks and ate meatballs.

Looking at this situation, I thought to myself, "Hey, how did the teacher become a meatball seller?" Then don't sell it in the classroom, right? How strange! "

"Well, I'm finished, and I'll return the bucket!" The teacher stood up and said.

The person who returned the barrels carried them away one by one. The teacher sat down and began to grade our classroom exercise books.

She likes to laugh. Once in class, the teacher talked about bees. Just as a bee flew in, the teacher smiled and said, "Speak of the devil!" ! Do bees want to detect information? "This made us all laugh.

This is our teacher. Where there is her, there will be laughter.

Teacher's second grade composition 2 "I heard that we need a new PE teacher!" " "The monitor leaked the news to the whole class." Really? I craned my neck to see, and sure enough, a teacher with black-rimmed glasses walked into our class in physical education class.

As soon as I entered the door, I asked, "Students, did you bring a skipping rope?" Before we could answer, he said to himself, "By the way, I am your PE teacher Cheng. What are your names? " Alas, ask this question! The students scrambled to say their names, and the classroom was in a mess. After we finished, Teacher Cheng went on to say, "I just graduated this year. My home is on the street in Wei Qiao. Come and see me when you are free ... "Unexpectedly, he spoke for forty minutes. When the bell rang, Mr. Cheng just went to the door and added: "Students who didn't bring skipping rope must bring it next time!" "Then he sighed to the students around him:" You have to say your names one by one in the future. During the break, Mr. Cheng kept saying, "You four, lean over here!" "Don't talk to this classmate! ""... Teacher Cheng also likes to joke: "Monitor, knock on your nose and you will become an alien!" "Sports Commissioner, don't always drink coke, your stomach will turn into a big balloon." ..... Since Mr. Cheng became our PE teacher, we are very happy every day. I like this chatterbox teacher.

There is a new math teacher in the class this year. Her surname is Cui, a little girl who just graduated from college, and her face is full of vitality. She often wears a ponytail, which is very beautiful.

My math teacher is very humorous. If anyone is disobedient or absent-minded in class, she will give an image metaphor. But if anyone tells a joke, the math teacher will laugh with us. It's a hearty laugh, a heartfelt smile.

My math teacher is not only humorous, but also very serious in class. Once someone fails, she will say, say, say carefully. ...

It was a math class about a month ago, and that was the "percentage" we learned. There is a question like this: "A is four-fifths of B, and B is more than A?" . The teacher began to speak. "A is four-fifths of B, that is to say, B is divided into five parts and A is four parts. Then we can assume that B is five and A is four. " She said loudly, "Then the question asked,' What percentage is B more than A?' . First, calculate that B is more than A 1, then divide by A and compare with A, and finally it is equal to 25%. "The words sound just fell and the math teacher saw Gao Chuxu face a bit confused. The teacher saw Gao Chuxu's mind at once. Her voice grew louder, and she spoke for Gao Chuxu six times in a row. The teacher saw the smile on Gao Chuxu's face and smiled knowingly.

This is my math teacher. I think she is the best math teacher in the world. what do you think?

Everyone has his first time, such as playing computer for the first time, skating for the first time, cooking for the first time ... I also have my most unforgettable first time-being a little teacher.

It's winter vacation. I go to cram school to make up my English. Because I listened carefully in class and practiced it again at home, every quiz was 100. Today, the teacher asked me to be a little teacher and teach three students to read English. I taught them how to pronounce first. I read it again and again, but they just couldn't read it correctly. I was anxious to teach them at once, but I thought it was useless to be anxious, so I taught them patiently. After repeated reading, they finally learned.

With this experience as a teacher, I know that when I am at school, I must be very anxious not to learn what teachers do. Being a teacher is really not easy. Give lectures to your classmates during the day, correct your homework at night, and work hard for your classmates day and night. Thinking about today's mood, I also feel the teacher's mood, so no matter what I study in the future, I must work harder and be serious, so that the teacher will no longer worry about me.

This is my first experience as a teacher. Teachers are very hard. We must study hard to repay the teacher's expectation.

A teacher is a diligent gardener, a burning candle and a guiding light, but what is greater than a teacher is that this profession is my mother. My mother, for my healthy growth, for my future becoming a useful talent, she will be very bitter. She introduced me to the sea of knowledge at an early age and was the first teacher in my life.

Mom, you taught me the common sense of life. Teach me how to hold chopsticks, how to dress and how to do things independently. Once after school, you came to pick me up. I habitually gave you my schoolbag, but you refused. You took my hand and said, "You should carry your schoolbag yourself, even if you have difficulties." I nodded puzzled.

Mom, you taught me the truth of being a man. I still clearly remember the first word you taught me: people. On the bus, you taught me to give up my seat to others; When I pick up money, you teach me to pick it up; Teach me ... in short, be kind to others, be honest with others and be an aboveboard person.

Beautiful story, let me be influenced by knowledge. When I was in kindergarten, you gave me arithmetic lessons to cultivate my interest in learning. Once, I worked for a long time because of a problem. When you saw my frown and I was painting there all the time, you began to care. You followed the instructions: this difficult problem was the last one. This sentence became my skill in doing the problem.

Mother, you have experienced the vicissitudes of years, your wrinkles have deepened, and you have given me beautiful youth; Your hands are rough, you give me warm sunshine; Your eyes are dazzling, and you gave me bright eyes.

The teacher's second-day composition 6 Spring rain dyed the world green; The sun illuminates the world. But I grew up silently under the protection of my teacher. Teacher, you are our spring rain, let the rain moisten the seedlings slowly. Teacher, you are our sun, let the sunshine illuminate our beautiful life.

Six years, what a long time!

Thank you for your care over the past six years. In my little heart, except my parents; You are the greatest person in my little world. It is you who drew a beautiful stroke on our little drawing paper; It is you who have given us countless knowledge in our minds; You taught us the truth of being a man; You are the one who told us not to flinch when encountering difficulties, but to go forward bravely.

Teacher, you have worked hard!

Every time you work hard for us all day, you have to go back to the office to correct the homework you wrote that day. Sometimes I'm so tired that I fall asleep in the office, only to know that I didn't come home all night the next day.

I always had a dream, that is, to be a teacher like you when I grow up, to shed rain and dew on "He Miao" and illuminate her life.

Thank you teacher! Because of your cultivation, I grew from a seedling to a tree. Roses can only be bright and dazzling under the nourishment of sunshine, and grass can only bloom under the nourishment of rain and dew. Because we got sunshine and rain, we grew into a big tree.

Thank you for your care over the years. I hope that after we leave our alma mater, the next generation of baton will reassure you.

The teacher is the most unforgettable thing in my life. Although time flies and the memory in my mind is getting more and more blurred, the figure on the three-foot platform has better shaped me now, and I am grateful for it.

I remember that it was the stage of preparing for the final exam, and it was very stressful. Any time is as precious as gold. The final term is coming, and the Chinese teacher assigned us a set of papers to finish carefully. But in Monday's Chinese class, the teacher flew into a rage. As soon as he entered the door, he dropped the book on the table, and everyone immediately became quiet. "What do you mean by this assignment? I said that this is an important period and the documents are very important. " The teacher almost shouted, "I'll give you a line or two. Write a few words to fool who and for whom?" We lowered our heads one by one and scratched our skirts. "I want to do my own paper first, thinking about changing the answer word by word. Who would you write for? When can't you sleep at night? Are you in no hurry? " The teacher left us speechless and full of regret. There is little time in Chinese class recently. Teachers want to make up lessons for individual students in their spare time, but no one takes the initiative to find a teacher. Our teacher's kindness to us was disappointed in vain. He doesn't worry about himself, he doesn't work hard for himself, and every inch of time is wasted.

The new semester is divided into classes again. Although the teacher no longer teaches us, I will definitely remember her education and selfless dedication to me. Teacher's Day is coming, thank you for your silent teaching and deep love!

Teacher's Grade Two Composition 8 Qing Zi has always disliked Teacher Liu, and even hated him a little. Because he is too far away from the teacher's image. Not to mention his slow speech, his appearance alone makes people sit up and take notice of him: his hair is unkempt, his face is dark, his beard hasn't been shaved for months, his greasy neckline, his fingernails are long, and his broken shoes are covered with mud-this is not like a teacher!

Kiyoko began to hate Chinese classes-because of him. In all of Mr. Liu's classes, Qingzi and others ate loudly in class, dragged their feet and didn't hand in their homework, disdained to throw aside his carefully corrected comments, and even omitted the simplest sentence "Hello, teacher" when they met.

In an open class, under the signal of neighbors, Qing Zi stood up loudly and asked several extremely uncommon questions, which made him extremely embarrassed and disappointed the judges at the back of the classroom.

A few days later, he was transferred to a remote rural primary school to teach.

The whole class was "ecstatic" about this for quite a while. Later, I heard from the new teacher that his life was extremely difficult, with an insane wife and a son under three years old.

Qing Zi and others frantically searched for comments he had corrected and read those that were longer than his weekly diary. Qing Zi remembered what they had done. People around him sobbed, and then the whole class cried.

Standing in front of the mailbox, Qing Zi's heart is heavy. He stuffed the letter in slowly. There is only one sentence in the letter-hello, teacher!

Teacher's Composition 9 Dear Teacher Kou:

Hello!

I thought you might read this letter!

Teacher Kou, let me say "thank you" first. Thank you for spending so much time answering my letter. Thank you! Although it is English, I can understand it, really!

In fact, I am writing to you not only to express my thoughts, but most importantly, I hope you can understand my thoughts and pay attention to me. I don't know why, but I always want to tell you something.

Like the woody cherry in "Amazing Woody Sakura Magic Card", I like and worship Brother Bunny. Finally, Woody Sakura told Bunny all her thoughts, which made his life easier.

Teacher Kou, didn't you write "I really hope we can be good friends"? Actually, we are friends now, aren't we? Isn't it that we are teachers and classmates in class and friends after class? However, sometimes I am too timid to say or do anything.

Therefore, Mr. Kou, I will try my best to enlarge my courage and get along well with you. You must believe me!

All right, that's it! I wish you a happy new year!

Your student: Li Jiani.

We all know that teachers, like our parents, work hard for us day and night. Here, I would like to express my deep gratitude to the teacher to show our infinite love for the teacher.

At noon, you corrected hundreds of homework in the office by yourself and refused to rest. We feel how happy you are when you become a student. When the bell rings, you go on with your lecture. Let's read and do our homework. When we are reading, you should bring some homework to correct. We know how important your daily tasks are. You are busy with homework and class almost every day. If you can lighten your burden, you will at least have some rest space.

At night, you always hold a pen, but you know what? You do it late at night, and the next day we see your red eyes. How painful it is. Sometimes because we are sick, we have a bad cold and cough, and it hurts like a knife after reading it. Teacher, why are you doing this for us? We created your career. We feel sorry for you, for your usual teaching, and for your trust in our faith. Don't worry, we will study hard. Make your efforts worthwhile. For your selfless dedication, I can only say to you again: "You have worked hard." This is the simplest sentence to express my gratitude. Really, teacher, you have worked hard, you have worked hard. I meditated in my mind, and the teacher's kind smile appeared in front of me.

The teacher's second-grade composition 1 1 is said to be; Teachers are diligent gardeners, cultivating flowers for the motherland. Others said; The teacher is a beautiful red candle, illuminating the life path of others at his own expense. So I want to thank my primary school teacher.

I remember that on the first day of school six years ago, the bell rang and students were picked up by their parents. The bustling campus suddenly became deserted. But my parents have not come yet.

Sitting in the classroom and looking at the strange buildings around me, I really want to cry.

Then the head teacher xu teacher came over. She wiped the tears from the corner of my eye with a warm hand and said, "Your parents must be very busy. Let's wait here for a while. If your parents haven't come yet, the teacher will take you home. "

Xu teacher's voice is so warm. I looked up and looked around, feeling that it was no longer strange here, as if I had returned home, and xu teacher was like my kind mother.

Dear teacher, you have taught us the truth of being a man and opened doors and windows of wisdom for us. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? Your nurturing grace will be engraved in our hearts forever.

The second grade teacher's composition 12 who let us accumulate knowledge bit by bit; Who halved our troubles again and again; Where does the truth of our life come from? That is a respected teacher.

Knowledge is our cradle, and the person who shakes the cradle for us is the teacher. They accompany us to study, grow up, and teach us to love our motherland, love our people and be useful people in society. Constantly integrate new knowledge into our hearts.

Our teacher Huang is an excellent teacher. He treats us like his own children. He taught us to start with small things. Control yourself in your studies and be your best every day. Appreciate others' help, because no one owes you anything. He always gets up early every day to prepare for our study for the day. Use the rest time to help us with our composition in the afternoon. In the evening, he also used the homework in front of the computer to help us with our lessons. He tried to get rid of our bad habits and gave us a bright road.

We are like saplings, our parents are soil and water, and our teachers are fertilizer. Teachers can make us bigger and stronger.

The teacher will say the text we have learned over and over again, for fear that we won't remember it. How serious they are! So I respect my teacher and love our teacher more.

If someone asks you: which is the most important, knowledge or interest? Maybe you will hesitate and it is difficult to draw a conclusion. If someone asks me this question, I will say without thinking, "Interest is the most important thing! Interest is the best teacher. "

Take me for example! I loved music very much when I was a child, and I became interested in beautiful songs and wonderful notes, so I fell in love with music.

Some people will say that music is a minor subject and it is not good to learn it. (.) Only language, mathematics and talent are the most important, and cultural knowledge is the most important.

But I think music can improve people's temperament and make them confident and happy.

For me, singing and listening to music is a kind of enjoyment, which will give me a wonderful taste and relax my tired brain. I am interested in music, and I learn quickly.

In the first grade, I joined the school choir, where I was very happy because I learned a lot of songs and a lot of music knowledge. Gradually, we began to perform on stage and participate in various competitions. I always study hard, blend in with music, and be influenced by art. I am very happy and comfortable!

Now, every time I have a class talent show or other activities, I will sing a few songs, which has become my pleasure. I am more and more confident and lively. Music has also become an indispensable thing in my life.

Therefore, I think interest is the most important and the best teacher. Interest, it can change a person's life and make your life more colorful!

Teacher's composition 14, what a sacred word! Teacher, you are like a loving mother, holding our little hands to the door of knowledge and teaching us how to be a man. Teacher, you are like a hard gardener, cultivating us with hard sweat and painstaking efforts. Teacher, you are like a special friend, playing games with us, studying together and having a good time with us. Teacher, you are like a red candle, igniting yourself and illuminating others.

There is an amiable and respectable teacher around us-she is Miss Chen who teaches Chinese in our class. Miss Chen is our good teacher.

Her teaching method is ingenious. I remember once, she taught us to write the word "pen". She used riddles to help us remember, "There was an aunt Wang who ate white and fat and sat on a stone". After reading this, the students remembered the word "bi" at once.

In order to cultivate our writing ability, Mr. Chen will arrange several "writing exercises" every Monday to Thursday, so that students can enjoy writing while improving their writing ability and record the wonderful moments of their childhood. Under the strict requirements of teacher Li, all activities in our class have achieved good results.

In fact, there are many good teachers around us who are silent and selfless like Mr. Chen. It is their profound educational thoughts and their lofty morality of loving life since childhood, which always shocks us and is really touching!

Teacher's Second Grade Composition 15 Five years passed in a hurry. I entered junior high school and came to a new school-Puyang No.1 Middle School. Appreciating the beautiful new campus, I also met many new teachers. After getting along these days, the teachers left a deep impression on me. Please look down.

An amiable Chinese teacher

Our head teacher, surnamed Liu, is responsible for teaching us Chinese. On the day of registration, the first new teacher we met was him, and his amiable face suddenly pulled me away from him. During military training, Mr. Liu has been watching us train, sometimes helping us correct our posture, and sometimes helping us shout the password. He will never forget to praise us at the end of the party. Teacher Liu's lecture is very vivid. Let's boldly question the text and find out the mistakes. As the head teacher, Mr. Liu attaches great importance to class discipline. In the self-study class, if we behave well, the whole class is quiet, and the teacher doesn't forget to praise one or two words. If the class discipline is not good and people keep talking, then the podium table will have to eat "bamboo fried wood" at this time. Who dares to move his mouth? We don't even dare to go out into the air for fear that the teacher will "repair" us.