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Write a 200-word composition with the teacher as the topic.
—— Inscription My junior high school class teacher, Mr. Han, is a kind, careful and responsible person. She treats her students with all her heart, treating every student as her own relatives; Treat work with enthusiasm, full of * * *.
I remember that when I first entered junior high school, the school held a welcome party for new students, which was dissolved in order after the meeting. But because of long inactivity, my legs are numb. I tried to stand up, but it ended in failure.
On the verge of close contact with the earth, Mr. Han firmly grasped me. She helped me * * *, dredge the blood, while comforting me and reassuring me.
The sun shone behind her, and I seemed to see a smiling angel. Since then, I have remembered a kind teacher like my sister.
In the second day of junior high school, I finally looked forward to the opportunity to go to Fangzi for social practice. Unfortunately, I caught a cold and even lost my voice.
After teacher Han found out, he bought a big watermelon and sent it to my dormitory, and told me to drink more water, eat more and have more rest. From then on, I remembered a careful teacher and a loving mother.
More than a month before the college entrance examination, my academic performance plummeted. Teacher Han's eyes are anxious. She talked to me many times and often asked me about my study. My history is not very good. Teacher Han often asks me to answer questions in history class, and I will be punished if I can't answer them.
From then on, I remembered a teacher as strict as strict father. During military training, she will help me wipe the sweat on my forehead; When it rains, she will remind me to bring rain gear; When the temperature drops, she will remind me to wear more clothes; In the cold winter, she will give me hot eggs to warm my hands; When I am slack in my study, she will urge me; When I feel confused, she will guide me in the right direction.
Her love for me, like a spring rain, sent me the power to rush out of the soil; Like a bright light in the night, it shows me the way; Like a touch of sunshine in the cold winter, it brings me warmth.
2. Write a 200-word composition on the topic of "My Teacher":
My teacher
My English teacher is very strict. I thought the teacher was strict with every student, but I saw the teacher's gentle side. This afternoon, I was having an English class when I suddenly had a stomachache. I wanted to raise my hand, but I didn't, because I was afraid that the teacher would criticize me for wasting her time, so I had to provoke it. After a while, I couldn't help telling the teacher. The teacher said, "Does it matter?" I'll get the essential balm. You sit here and don't go anywhere. "After the teacher came back, he painted essential oil on my stomach. After a while, my stomach didn't hurt so much, and the teacher began to lecture again. Teacher: Now I know why you are so strict with us. Because you want to improve our academic performance, you should be strict with us. Teacher's Day is coming, and I want to say to you, "Teacher, you have worked hard. "
Article 2:
This is our first day of school. We went to school happily. When we arrived at school, we were happily waiting for our new teacher. Finally, the teacher came. We like this teacher very much. Our teacher told us to queue up to pull weeds. I am very excited because I like working. The teacher took us down, and we immediately began to pull weeds. Some were pulling weeds, and some were resting there, especially the girls in our class. I ran to them and told them to get to work quickly, because only the strength of unity can finish it as soon as possible. They began to work at once. I am very happy. I did it, too. This is my deepest and most unforgettable thing. I like this United and friendly class group very much. But I prefer teachers who are United and friendly with us.
I love you! Teacher, you are our hero. We are proud of you in Class One. We will work together to achieve our desired goals. Thank you! Teacher.
Article 3:
My Chinese teacher is Miss Cai. Teacher Cai has beautiful big eyes and short eyelashes, like transparent red with lip oil.
Teacher Cai is very responsible-there is a chorus competition at school these days. Teacher Cai helps us rehearse in class and lets us practice songs.
Teacher Cai is very kind to students-let's write supplementary exercises, do exercises first and then do tests, because Teacher Cai is afraid that we won't learn.
Teacher Cai likes to ask questions for everyone to answer, but she prefers students who listen carefully in class, actively raise their hands to answer questions and don't interrupt. No matter what, many people in our class raised their hands. Such as: read the text, repeat the text, read the text in different roles, and recite new words. So Teacher Cai likes us better. We also like Cai and Cai's Chinese class better!
This is Miss Cai in our class, who is responsible and good to the students!
3. Composition with the title of "My Teacher", 200 words. The teacher has black hair, watery eyes that are always so bright and a glib mouth.
Teachers like to wear red coats and black boots, which makes them look full of energy. Once after school, it happened that I was on duty and we all swept the floor.
The teacher saw that a classmate did badly in the quiz on dictation of ancient poems, so he deliberately left the classmate and said kindly to him, "Try reciting the ancient poems on the blackboard again." After that, the classmate picked up a piece of chalk and silently wrote an ancient poem on the blackboard.
The whole classroom was silent, as if afraid to disturb the students' dictation of ancient poems. After a while, we almost swept the floor, but that classmate somehow always wrote wrong words.
I think: maybe that classmate is not familiar with ancient poetry, or maybe he can't write those words. We continued to set tables and stools, and even gently moved the stools down.
That classmate ignored those typos and continued to write silently. After a while, the classmate finally finished it silently, but there were too many typos and he made a few jokes.
We all laughed at it. The teacher looked at it and said nothing.
If other teachers see it, they will definitely criticize that classmate loudly. After a while, our laughter stopped.
The teacher patiently taught the classmate to correct the typos one by one until the classmate learned to write. Everything the teacher does is for the next generation, but the teacher never asks us for anything, and always contributes silently.
Teacher, you are the person I admire most.
4. Composition with the title of "My Teacher", 200 words. The teacher has black hair, watery eyes that are always so bright and a glib mouth. Teachers like to wear red coats and black boots, which makes them look full of energy.
Once after school, it happened that I was on duty and we all swept the floor. The teacher saw that a classmate did badly in the quiz on dictation of ancient poems, so he deliberately left the classmate and said kindly to him, "Try reciting the ancient poems on the blackboard again." After that, the classmate picked up a piece of chalk and silently wrote an ancient poem on the blackboard. The whole classroom was silent, as if afraid to disturb the students' dictation of ancient poems. After a while, we almost swept the floor, but that classmate somehow always wrote wrong words. I think: maybe that classmate is not familiar with ancient poetry, or maybe he can't write those words. We continued to set tables and stools, and even gently moved the stools down. That classmate ignored those typos and continued to write silently. After a while, the classmate finally finished it silently, but there were too many typos and he made a few jokes. We all laughed at it. The teacher looked at it and said nothing. If other teachers see it, they will definitely criticize that classmate loudly. After a while, our laughter stopped. The teacher patiently taught the classmate to correct the typos one by one until the classmate learned to write.
Everything the teacher does is for the next generation, but the teacher never asks us for anything, and always contributes silently. Teacher, you are the person I admire most.
5. The 200-word composition "My Teacher" is "The silkworm dies in spring, and the candle burns out at night", which is the most appropriate description of the hard-working gardener teacher in the motherland and the truest portrayal of xu teacher. -inscription
My junior high school head teacher, Mr. Han, is a kind, careful and responsible person. She treats her students with all her heart, treating every student as her own relatives; Treat work with enthusiasm, full of * * *.
I remember that when I first entered junior high school, the school held a welcome party for new students, which was dissolved in order after the meeting. But because of long inactivity, my legs are numb. I tried to stand up, but it ended in failure. On the verge of close contact with the earth, Mr. Han firmly grasped me. She helped me * * *, dredge the blood, while comforting me and reassuring me. The sun shone behind her, and I seemed to see a smiling angel. Since then, I have remembered a kind teacher like my sister.
In the second day of junior high school, I finally looked forward to the opportunity to go to Fangzi for social practice. Unfortunately, I caught a cold and even lost my voice. After teacher Han found out, he bought a big watermelon and sent it to my dormitory, and told me to drink more water, eat more and have more rest. From then on, I remembered a careful teacher and a loving mother.
More than a month before the college entrance examination, my academic performance plummeted. Teacher Han's eyes are anxious. She talked to me many times and often asked me about my study. My history is not very good. Teacher Han often asks me to answer questions in history class, and I will be punished if I can't answer them. From then on, I remembered a teacher as strict as strict father.
During military training, she will help me wipe the sweat on my forehead; When it rains, she will remind me to bring rain gear; When the temperature drops, she will remind me to wear more clothes; In the cold winter, she will give me hot eggs to warm my hands; When I am slack in my study, she will urge me; When I feel confused, she will guide me in the right direction.
Her love for me, like a spring rain, sent me the power to rush out of the soil; Like a bright light in the night, it shows me the way; Like a touch of sunshine in the cold winter, it brings me warmth.
6. Write a 200-word composition on the topic of "My Teacher". Our teacher Feng is tall, with big eyes, long shawl and long hair, and often wears a bright smile.
Teacher Feng is very tolerant of our "mistakes". I remember one time. A classmate didn't finish his homework and was found by Mr. Feng, but he didn't call the roll in class. Instead, I called him to my side after class and said to him, "You shouldn't fail to finish your homework. Homework is necessary for students. If you don't finish your homework, the teacher won't know how much you mastered yesterday. "
The classmate's face turned red. He said, "Teacher, I will never fail to finish my homework again."
Teacher Feng also loves sports. According to my father, Miss Feng plays volleyball very well! Although she is a woman, she plays ball as powerfully as a man. Teacher Feng is very concerned about us.
Once, a classmate was ill. Teacher Feng immediately sent him to the infirmary to take his temperature and take medicine, but it still didn't work. Teacher Feng immediately called his parents and asked them to take him home. This is our teacher Feng, a good teacher who loves sports and is caring.
7. A 200-word composition entitled "My 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! Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty.
It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart! You are more like a nameless root, let the young trees grow sturdily, let the branches bear rich fruits, but ask for nothing in return. You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere.
You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest; You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff. When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water. And when you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water.
Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is your art of education.
Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people. The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.
Teacher, you use the noblest feelings of human beings-love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing strength ... sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher. You work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland; You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.
Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines. There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored.
If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea. And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.
Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step. You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself.
This selfless dedication is unforgettable. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as turbulent as a rushing river ... Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life.
Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you. Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring.
Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.
The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others. Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Looking at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you.
8. I want to talk to you about the teacher. Writing a short essay of about 200 words is fleeting. Five years of study and life will soon pass, and I will leave my alma mater in half a year. Recalling the days when we lived with our teacher day and night, I couldn't help feeling deeply. Teacher, how I want to tell you! Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you, you took me on the road of learning, let me start to recognize things, from ignorance to understanding. Some people compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate themselves and the surroundings. Even a glimmer of light in the dark is so precious. Without it, even if you cross your legs, it's hard to take a step forward ... Teacher Zhang, I ... because I have to go to an English cram school at night, from 6 to 9, if I sleep late, it will affect my study the next day. One winter Monday night, I came home from an English cram school at 9: 30, shivering with cold, thinking: There is still a lot of homework to do, and I don't know how long it will take. Although the weather is very cold, I am sitting at my desk alone doing my homework. I was holding all the pens in my hand. Of course, it's particularly ugly ... After finishing my homework, I rubbed my sleepy eyes and looked out of the window. There are not many households with lights on in every building ... The next day, you said to me, "Do your homework meticulously, don't be so-so, be serious, understand?" Your words are so good that I don't know what to say to you! Really-the teacher's kindness is unforgettable, and the teachings are engraved in my heart! No matter how good the teacher-student relationship is, it will eventually break up. Teacher, I want to leave your teachings and hug you. I really want to snuggle up in your arms and talk endlessly ... Comments: I feel quite guilty after reading your article. Yes, children study hard. Teacher Zhang should be more careful and care more about your study life. I will do better. Hope to adopt%>_.
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