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Write a composition on the topic of awarding prizes to teachers.

1. How to write a 600-word composition for the teacher? I am a sixth-grade student. In the last few weeks, I will try my best to leave a good impression on the teacher.

Now I want to write a graduation message to my teacher, which is completely equivalent to a letter.

Think back on my life these years.

I want to write my impression of the teacher and combine it with the teacher's words, but I can't organize the language.

Everybody help me. Lin has always been a math teacher, slightly fat.

I am over 50 years old and like to wear skirts. Sparse bangs are cute, and the unique brooch on my chest is what I remember the most. I can use the word cute to describe it.

After class, I like to discuss some math problems with us and talk and laugh with us.

Class is very serious, but there are always male students who like to make trouble. The teacher's expression is very funny and cute, which often makes us laugh.

There is also a report card that makes people worry about their memory. According to the test results and the performance in the open class, points will be deducted according to the disruptive behavior in class and the failure to do eye exercises. At the end of the term,' excellent miyoshi students' will be based on higher scores, so everyone is trying to write some words of blessing, thanks and gratitude.

I also hope that teachers will train generations of elites for the motherland.

Just write casually according to what I provide, and write according to the format of the letter.

2. How to write a composition and award the best "actor" award to the teacher?

She is an excellent actress and a talented director. Students are her best audience, and the podium is the stage of her life. You don't need a gorgeous background or a tortuous plot. Her knowledge and enthusiasm are more likely to touch your heart and ignite your * * *. The seemingly boring script was painted by her and painted into the most beautiful scenery.

She, an ordinary teacher, dedicated her sweat in an ordinary post. In class, she talked and laughed, so that the students could not feel the distance between them at all. After class, she takes care of the students everywhere, treating them as her own children and taking good care of them. Rain or shine, even if she is ill, she will stick to her post. She is a good teacher, really a good teacher.

However, on that day. . . . . . In class, when we were all arguing about a problem, the teacher had a heart attack, but in order not to affect our study, she sat at the lecture table without saying a word. I saw the teacher's face full of pain and sweat. I thought to myself: Did the teacher have a heart attack? Thinking of this, my heart suddenly lifted. Sure enough, the teacher went home to rest because of illness. Since then, our classroom has lost the laughter of the past.

A month later, she returned to her "stage" and started a new round of performance.

She, seemingly profound, is endowed with poetry and exudes the most charming style. She brings you closer to life; Bring you closer to the book; She tells you priceless knowledge, teaches you how to enjoy the beauty of life and harvest the meaning of growth; She gave all her wisdom to her students!

She is a beautiful Chinese teacher-Miss Wang.

She is an excellent actress and an outstanding director. Students are her best audience, and the lecture table is the stage of her life. You don't need a gorgeous background or a tortuous plot. Her knowledge and enthusiasm are more likely to touch your heart and ignite your * * *. The seemingly boring script was painted by her and painted into the most beautiful scenery.

She, an ordinary teacher, dedicated her sweat in an ordinary post. In class, she talked and laughed, so that the students could not feel the distance between them at all. After class, she takes care of the students everywhere, treating them as her own children and taking good care of them. Rain or shine, even if she is ill, she will stick to her post. She is a good teacher, really a good teacher.

However, on that day. . . . . . In class, when we were all arguing about a problem, the teacher had a heart attack, but in order not to affect our study, she sat at the lecture table without saying a word. I saw the teacher's face full of pain and sweat. I thought to myself: Did the teacher have a heart attack? Thinking of this, my heart suddenly lifted. Sure enough, the teacher went home to rest because of illness. Since then, our classroom has lost the laughter of the past.

A month later, she returned to her "stage" and started a new round of performance.

She, seemingly profound, is endowed with poetry and exudes the most charming style. She brings you closer to life; Bring you closer to the book; She tells you priceless knowledge, teaches you how to enjoy the beauty of life and harvest the meaning of growth; She gave all her wisdom to her students!

She is a beautiful Chinese teacher-Miss Wang.

She is an excellent actress and an outstanding director. Students are her best audience, and the podium is the stage of her life. You don't need a gorgeous background or a tortuous plot. Her knowledge and enthusiasm are more likely to touch your heart and ignite your * * *. The seemingly boring script was painted by her and painted into the most beautiful scenery.

She, an ordinary teacher, dedicated her sweat in an ordinary post. In class, she talked and laughed, so that the students could not feel the distance between them at all. After class, she takes care of the students everywhere, treating them as her own children and taking good care of them. Rain or shine, even if she is ill, she will stick to her post. She is a good teacher, really a good teacher.

However, on that day. . . . . . In class, when we were all arguing about a problem, the teacher had a heart attack, but in order not to affect our study, she sat at the lecture table without saying a word. I saw the teacher's face full of pain and sweat. I thought to myself: Did the teacher have a heart attack? Thinking of this, my heart suddenly lifted. Sure enough, the teacher went home to rest because of illness. Since then, our classroom has lacked the laughter of the past.

A month later, she returned to her "stage" and started a new round of performance.

She, seemingly profound, is endowed with poetry and exudes the most charming style. She brings you closer to life; Bring you closer to the book; She tells you priceless knowledge, teaches you how to enjoy the beauty of life and harvest the meaning of growth; She gave all her wisdom to her students!

She is a beautiful Chinese teacher-Miss Wang.

5. Write a composition on the topic of thanking the teacher. If I am still a flower in bud, then the wind that guides me to bloom is her. I grew up with the only teacher I hate and like best. She has a seemingly ordinary but unique name. Xu Ping.

This teacher, who has only been with me for more than seven months, has taught me a lot of things and truths that I haven't learned before. I remember that on September 1, I felt lucky when I first saw that petite and seemingly kind teacher. However, what I never expected was that this amiable teacher showed the strictness and kindness of the teachers in his bones.

She is a wind that teaches us to stand up straight, ruthless but warm.

"You have to remember a word, remember for a lifetime. No one is worth giving up your future and career for him or her. " Frowning, with anxious and concerned eyes, I kept scanning every pair of eyes that looked at her, and my hands couldn't help getting more and more excited because of the improvement of tone, as if afraid of the swing range that we couldn't hear. She made us understand that if we want to survive in this society and struggle with others, we must stand up bravely and meet those storms and temptations. We must learn to refuse, we must learn to plan our future, we must keep going and strive to bloom our petals. Teacher, she wants us to do this.

She is a gust of wind, teaching us how to treat love honestly and truly.

"On the road of people, there is no hurdle to cross and no bridge to cross. If you think that your death can make everyone in the world sad and stop the earth from running, you are all wet. Your death can only make people who love you sad. The earth is still turning and the days are still going on. " This is what she taught us today. Because a female student in XX Middle School jumped off a building, she said this to us. The world is like the sea, and we are just a drop of water in the sea, or just a little water vapor. However, without our party, the sea cannot be presented. Therefore, we should try our best to cherish this life. To be superstitious is to cherish this life.

"If you are not a gentleman, then you should be a villain, do what you are doing now and do what you should do now." She, the villain in her mouth, is not the villain we always thought. A person who is confused about the future, when he doesn't know what to do next, then he doesn't have to worry, try to treat the present and treat the present.

She is a wind, teaching us how to treat the future, which can make people feel at ease.

"Life is a long way. Although you didn't succeed this time, there are many, many roads leading to your success. So don't give up. There is no point in giving up. " The teacher's words made us feel at ease and confident before the mid-term exam. Yes Life is still so long. As long as there is a dream' related ingredients' >; With the support of dreams, then nothing can stop us from moving forward. If this road doesn't work, take another road until the behavior stops. Teacher, this is what she wants to tell us.

She taught us "related composition" in Spring. How to treat all the emotional winds of adolescence? There is nothing bitter to say.

"You are still too young. Some things are really not as beautiful as you think now. In the past, two students in my class were hurt by puppy love. Later, the love you said turned into mutual resentment and quarrel. "

"The teacher wants to tell you that when you grow up and get married, if you think you and your partner can bring a warm family environment to your children in the future, then you can have children, otherwise, you really don't want children. In this way, the innocent are children. "

Teacher, she said that she can talk about these topics with us generously and won't escape like other teachers.

Teacher, she is, very good. Really, at least it taught me how to go now and laid a deep foundation for our future road. She is leading us to success and warmth.

Now the senior high school entrance examination is over. I still remember that it rained in Shenzhen a few days before the entrance examination, but it arrived at 2 1, the solstice of summer. As expected, the sunny day, the sun, a piece of sunshine into the classroom, * * * students' eyes may be cheering for the students.

Although I am quite confident this time. After all, with the help of the teacher, it will pass smoothly.

Here, I want to say to our xu teacher: "Thank you. You taught me too much. This will have a profound impact on my growth path. "

Future, present, past. Because of the teacher, I will spend this year and the senior high school entrance examination so smoothly.

Teacher, we will produce more beautiful flowers than chrysanthemums in the future, won't we?

Teacher, I love you. Love this warm, sweet, bitter and joyful wind.

6. Writing a composition with the teacher as the topic is unforgettable, and the teacher's feelings last forever.

As the saying goes: "One day as a teacher, life as a father." The ancients "tasted a hundred miles away" for their teachers. This shows how important teachers are to us.

I have lived in the school for nine years since I first entered the school. I have met many teachers, but I have never been red-faced with a teacher, because I know the greatness of teacher love, and I know that there is nothing to repay the kindness and affection of teachers.

I still remember that I was just in the first grade, and I was still a babbling child. I stepped into the school gate with curiosity and beautiful fantasy and met the first teacher in my life. At that time, I was always full of curiosity and always asked the teacher some silly questions now, but the teacher never got bored, always patiently and meticulously explained every "profound" question to me and told me a beautiful "story", just like a baby snuggling in its mother's arms and listening to the story. He gave me the principles of being a man and the truth of life. Although it always sounds confusing, just like listening to a gobbledygook, I have benefited a lot from it now. I really appreciate her. I have no gratitude to my teacher for his kindness. I can only remember this teacher's feelings forever!

With gratitude and nostalgia for my teacher, I entered the second grade of La and met a new teacher. At the age of 9, I am no longer as cute and naive as I was in the first grade. For teachers, there is a new kind of gratitude, thanking them for giving us knowledge and correcting homework at midnight every day. There is nothing to repay this gratitude, only to remember the teacher's feelings forever!