Teacher's Affection —— My Good Teacher's Composition in Vocational School

Speaking of a good teacher, there is always a lingering shadow in my heart. She is our Chinese teacher, Miss Xiao Chunhua.

She is like a flower protector, nurturing children like us. Like a candle, it lights the lamp of hope in our hearts; Just like our bosom friends, let us study happily in a friendly environment. Teacher Xiao loves us and treats us as her own children.

Miss Xiao is a talented woman who likes poetry, like an elf coming out of the kingdom of poetry. I especially love to educate us with poetry. Whenever something happens, she always guides us and educates us with poems and quips, which makes us admire. When we forget to study, she wrote in the exercise book: Don't wait, it's sad to be a teenager. When we are at odds with our mother, her words will ring in our ears: but how much love has the inch-long grass, it's the third spring.

She loves poetry and makes us recite it. Every Monday, she will definitely write the poems to be recited this week on the blackboard. She has taught all the poems, such as Ode to a Wanderer and Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night. With her encouragement and appreciation, it aroused my interest in memorizing poems and words. Now I can recite many poems, such as Li Bai's Difficult Road to Shu and Going into Wine, Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain, Li Shangyin's Jinse, and Zhang Ruoxu's Moonlit Night on the Spring River ... < P > She has a unique understanding of poetry, and she told our classmates: Learning the sea is endless and you are happy to make a boat. Hearing this, the students said inexplicably: Mr. Xiao, it should be that learning the sea is endless and making a boat. She said with a smile: learning is a pleasant thing, and we should treat learning with a happy mood, so I changed the word' bitter' to' happy'. Her love for us is just as described in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night: sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. When we were sad, she came over gently and shared our sorrow; When we were behind, she encouraged us. Don't be discouraged. Come on! When we are lonely, she tells us stories, jokes and talks about the world. It's getting cold, and she asks us about the cold and warmth, so that we can pay attention to our health and prevent colds ...

She will never have a rigid class, and suddenly a joke pops up. She attracts us with wonderful language and wonderful ideas. She always asks questions with a smile like that. Her questions are novel and interesting. We don't want to let go of any of them. We always hold our hands high and wait for her to order us ... In this way, before we know it, the bell rings, and we thought we heard wrong, so we always want to stay a little longer. In every Chinese class, I always listen carefully to every detail she says, but not one. Her class has become a kind of enjoyment for us!

I am lucky to meet a famous teacher. I hope that in my life, I can meet more such good teachers, who care and educate me and cultivate me into a useful person.