Composition: Teacher

In the five years of campus life, there are many teachers who are in the long river of my memory. Among them, there is one teacher who inspired me the most. He gave me infinite love. That is my math teacher - Teacher Huang.

For five years, Teacher Huang has been teaching us mathematics and has formed a deep relationship with his classmates. She is not tall and has a few deep wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. Her classmates all know how hard she works for her teaching career. She is amiable, simple and generous, and is deeply loved by her classmates.

Teacher Huang is a teacher who has strict demands on his students. Once, I only scored 90 points on a math test. For many students, this score is not low, but for me, a person who usually has good grades and participates in Mathematical Olympiad training, it is a very unsatisfactory score. As soon as the test papers were handed out, I was called into the office. I thought to myself: I must be criticized this time. I came to Teacher Huang's desk, and she analyzed every mistake on my test paper with me. In the end, I had to admit that I lost points due to carelessness. At this time, Teacher Huang said meaningfully: "You can answer all the Mathematical Olympiad questions one by one. You are just too proud and did not take this test seriously, but you have to know that your usual wisdom cannot be shown in the exam. You You can't show your strength. You must know that the teacher has placed infinite hopes on you. You really disappointed me." There was silence around, and Teacher Huang patiently educated me. "Teacher, I. I..." I don't know why, I couldn't say anything for a moment. I couldn't bear it anymore. Tears of regret burst out of my eyes. I was speechless and looked at the teacher silently. Looking at the test paper, I felt that my eyes were getting blurry. Only then did I know Teacher Huang’s love and hope for me, and I realized my mistake. I sobbed and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I will correct it." The teacher smiled and said, "I believe you."

Teacher Huang is not only concerned about my study, but also about my life. Once after class, I played shuttlecock with several classmates, and I played the most vigorously. Class was about to start, and Teacher Huang saw that I was sweating profusely, so he said to me: "My clothes are wet and I will catch a cold easily. Go to the toilet and change clothes quickly." At this time, a gust of wind blew, and I felt a chill, but my heart was warm. , Teacher Huang takes such a small thing to heart, how caring and considerate she is to the students!

Teacher Huang, you work so hard for us. You are like a lamp, lighting up the future for me. You are like a candle, burning yourself and illuminating others. Teacher Huang, I love you!

Chapter 2: I can’t forget my teacher

There is a long-lost experience called touching, and there is an intoxicating touching called touching. The love in the world gathers bit by bit, It can warm the hearts of many people. Don’t let this love turn into water droplets and slip away from your hands. There is also a person in my life who gives me warmth and nurtures my growth - my teacher Zhang.

I remember the second grade. When I first entered the second grade, she was my first class teacher. She gave me a lot of encouragement and happiness. Her eyes could speak, constantly reminding me. When I first came to class, I was very shy and didn't dare to raise my hands. It wasn't until the teacher asked me to speak that I slowly stood up, lowered my head and didn't speak. She asked me to look up, and she kept looking at me, her eyes full of encouragement. After fighting a lot of internal battles, I finally mustered up the courage to continue speaking. How wonderful it is. This is my first time to speak. From then on, I actively raised my hands to speak every day and gained the envy of my classmates...

By chance, I wrote a composition for "Four Good Boys". I wrote it seriously, thinking that it would be reviewed, but there was no news for a long time. This memory is with me. It faded away in my mind, but a few months later, the principal sent me a certificate. I stood there doubtfully, not daring to go up to receive it. The teacher glanced at me and gave me a compliment. I smiled and ran up, feeling happy in my heart.

In a Chinese class, my deskmate and I were talking. She glanced at us and was not angry. I knew that this was to remind us to take the class seriously, so we immediately sat upright and returned to the class. On the way to class, when the teacher saw that we were taking class seriously, with a happy smile on her face, the air in the classroom suddenly became warm...

The most important thing is that she is not partial, no matter what She treated both male and female students equally. Once I felt uncomfortable, the teacher's comfortable expression immediately became tense, and he ran over and touched my head. I felt very warm. However, this luck didn’t just happen to me—the “lawless” Zhou Fo in our class wore a shirt on a cold day. The teacher saw it and said to him quickly: “Why are you wearing just one shirt? Did you bring any clothes? Is it cold? I asked your grandpa to bring you clothes! After that, Zhou Fo’s grandpa gave us a little cotton jacket. The cotton-padded jacket is even warmer!

Without her, I am still a naughty child. With her, I have more and more certificates. She has given me a wealth of knowledge and excellent results. . She has worked quietly in education for decades, and she has selflessly dedicated her life to education and her students... She is great.

Three: My teacher

A teacher is like a hard-working gardener, nurturing our young saplings; a teacher is like a candle, burning himself and illuminating others; a teacher is like...

I have a good teacher, she is our third grade math teacher - Teacher Hu. She is of medium height and full of vitality, like a slim tree in the spring morning. Sloping down like a black waterfall, it is soft and charming, with a simple and natural charm. Her kind and kind eyes are as crystal clear as the stars in the clear sky on a summer night, and as clear as the water in the autumn stream.

Teacher Hu’s classes attract us like a magnet. We all love to listen to her math classes. However, she also has a selfless and dedicated heart. She gives all her love selflessly. Dedicated to us. I remember it was the day before the final exam. Teacher Hu was teaching us. Suddenly a female teacher came outside the classroom. She shouted anxiously: "Teacher Hu! Teacher Hu!" Teacher Hu walked to the door of the classroom. , the female teacher whispered a few words in Teacher Hu's ear and left in a hurry. When Teacher Hu heard this, her face turned pale and her body trembled slightly, but she quickly calmed down and continued to teach us. Lecture. At this time, the classroom was extremely quiet, only Teacher Hu’s kind and gentle voice echoed in the classroom. After class, we all started talking about what happened at Teacher Hu’s house. In the afternoon, we asked about Teacher Hu’s family. The child was sick and kept crying and didn't want to eat. Teacher Hu's husband took the child and went straight to the hospital. After a doctor's examination, it turned out that the child had acute pneumonia and had to be hospitalized.

The next day, I thought Teacher Hu would never come. Unexpectedly, I saw Teacher Hu as soon as I entered the school gate. Her eye sockets were sunken deeply and her face seemed to have lost weight. Obviously, Teacher Hu had not slept well all night. , has been taking care of the sick baby, but she always has a smile on her face and looks very energetic. We all advised Teacher Hu to take care of the sick baby, but she refused to go and said that she could not leave us alone. In this way, for half a month, Teacher Hu has been rushing between school and hospital. He has never asked for leave from a class, and has never been late once. In the final exam, our classmates all achieved good results, but Teacher Hu lost a lot of weight.

After class, Teacher Hu often shakes her black and shiny braids to play shuttlecock with us, jump rope, talk about singers, talk about new things... Of course, in our studies When we encounter difficulties, Teacher Hu will discuss with us like a big sister, which benefits us a lot.

Teacher Hu, your persuasive teachings are like the spring breeze turning into rain, nourishing the hearts of every student. Teacher Hu, you will always be our close sister and our good teacher.

Chapter 4: My Chinese Teacher

My teacher is a female teacher, about 35 years old, of medium build, wearing a pair of deep glasses, which shows that she is highly educated and knowledgeable. , Normally, Teacher Wei always has a bright smile on her face, but when she is serious, we are very scared. She is a good teacher who is dedicated and responsible.

Teacher Wei, who works very hard, often prepares lessons late into the night in order to teach us well. She takes every class seriously. She is very humorous and interesting during class, and sometimes tells some jokes, which often makes us laugh. Every classmate listens with great interest and with great interest. Teacher Wei has a heart that loves students. She often talks to students with poor performance to help them make progress together with us.

Teacher Wei cares about me a lot. Once, Teacher Wei assigned me to write a composition about my hometown. I wrote it without thinking, but ended up going off topic. I changed the composition about my hometown into a composition about my campus. Teacher Wei smiled and said to me: "What we are asked to write is the beautiful scenery of my hometown, and it is not enough for you to write about the campus. If you write about the streets, buildings, rivers, and Paulownia Bridge in detail...this essay will be better." "Teacher Wei's few words made me enlightened. Later I rewrote this essay and showed it to Teacher Wei. Teacher Wei said that my writing was good and improved from last time. I felt as sweet as eating honey after hearing this. . Teacher Wei taught us in this way. Under her guidance, my composition became more advanced.

Once, during morning reading class, I was not reading, but practicing calligraphy. Teacher Wei saw it and came to me. He did not criticize me, but said to me sincerely: "You practice." Calligraphy is a good thing, but you can use it to practice after class. Don’t use morning reading time to practice. You are preparing for the final exam. When reading in the morning, you should hurry up to read and memorize, because the time in the morning is precious and human memory is the best. It is not easy to forget. , you must cherish it!" Teacher Wei's words reminded me that I knew I was wrong. I blushed, lowered my head in shame, and said hesitantly: "I'm sorry, Teacher Wei, I know I was wrong, I will definitely do it. Change it." Teacher Wei said: "It's good to know that you are wrong, and you will be a good boy if you change it." This is how Teacher Wei uses reason and emotion to spur me on.

Teachers are hard-working gardeners, nurturing the flowers of the motherland; teachers are like red candles, burning themselves silently and illuminating others; teachers are like soul engineers, accompanying us. Teacher Wei has paid so much for us. Teacher Wei cares about our affairs like countless stars in the sky. She gave us meticulous love and warmth, and her kindness is unforgettable. Teacher Wei is a good teacher that I respect.

Chapter 5: The good teacher in my heart

She, surnamed Wang, is tall, thin figure, fair face, curly hair, likes to wear small tops ,jeans. This is the new teacher who just transferred to our school this year. She seems to give you a very friendly feeling. I am honored to be her student.

The teacher’s attitude towards us is indeed very kind, and he always has a kind look in his eyes. Therefore, some students who are undisciplined in class take advantage of the opportunity.

In a math class, Yang Zhiwen openly quarreled with his teacher. Unexpectedly, the teacher was neither anxious nor annoyed. He sat up on his chair and said to everyone: "I told you on the first day of school that no matter what Anyone who doesn't listen carefully when I lecture or when my classmates answer questions will be asked to be the teacher. Next, we will ask Yang Zhiwen to give a lecture to us all." Then the teacher gave him the teaching method, and with the help of his teachers and classmates. Finally, I finished the questions that the teacher wanted to talk about. The teacher asked him with a smile: "Are you still talking casually?" He lowered his head in shame. We were afraid that he would not correct, so we secretly observed him for a few days. Unexpectedly, he actually changed.

I found that the teacher is not only good at educating people, but also teaches classes well. Once, the school bell rang, and we quickly ran into the classroom, sat down at the desk, and waited for the teacher to teach us the second lesson "Lin Hai". The teacher came, and she asked us: "Students, you must know what the sea looks like, but have you ever seen a vast forest as vast as the sea? Today we will walk into the Daxinganling Mountains with the famous writer Mr. Lao She to appreciate the scenery there.

Can we call the ocean-like forest simply——? ", the students responded in unison: "Lin Hai! "By the way, it's great." The teacher picked up a piece of chalk, turned around, and left the two beautiful words "Lin Hai" on the blackboard with white chalk.

"Below, Ask the students to read the text themselves and find and draw sentences that make them feel friendly and comfortable. OK, let’s start...”. We listened very carefully to that class. Under the guidance of the teacher, we seemed to be in the green ocean, admiring the Xing’an Mountains where green pine shirts were made, white birch skirts were made, and embroidered shoes were worn. Ling Ling's gentleness... She didn't even hear the school bell.

The teacher also investigated our personal hobbies. She also said that having a wide range of interests is beneficial to our healthy development. She supports it as long as it is reasonable, but she must. Treat the relationship between it and learning correctly. No, an athlete in my class who participated in the county sports meeting said that exercise delays learning, but the teacher said that this is an opportunity to show off oneself...

What do you think? Do you like our teacher? Although she taught us for a short time, she left a deep impression on me.

Part 6: My Teacher

Friends, you know our teacher. How serious is Teacher Huang in teaching? Now, let me tell you! I remember one night in the cold winter, I went to Xiaozhi's house to pick up "Selected Compositions" and saw Teacher Huang correcting our compositions. Walking to Xiaozhi's house┈┈

When we arrived at Xiaozhi's house, we chatted for a while, and I took the "Selected Compositions" and went home. By this time, it was already past 10 o'clock, and it was bone-chilling. ┈┈The cold wind was blowing fiercely. At this time, I saw that the lights in Teacher Huang's house were still on. I looked inside and saw that Teacher Huang was still correcting the composition. At this time, she was wearing a fur coat and holding it in her right hand. With the red pen, I was flipping through our composition text with my left hand. The red pen in my right hand sometimes drew circles, sometimes it drew wavy lines and horizontal lines... Suddenly Teacher Huang started to cough, and the coughing sound was hoarse. She put down her pen, took a few pills, poured a glass of boiled water and drank it. I almost shouted after seeing all this: Teacher Huang! It's getting late, you should go to bed, it's too cold today. I will get sick if I continue like this┈┈

When I got home, I lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. I thought to myself: I have such a good teacher, how can I be so naughty and careless. What about studying? I must change my ways, study hard, and report to the teacher with excellent results!

Our teacher not only teaches seriously, but also cares about his classmates

One day. , I fell ill and developed a high fever. Although I got injections and took medicine, the fever still didn't go down because I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to keep up with my studies, so I insisted on going to school in order not to let my classmates and teachers know that I was sick. , I sat in my seat and reviewed my homework seriously. When the class bell rang, the teacher came in, looked around at the classmates, opened the textbook, and walked towards me while reading the text. He touched my forehead with his hand and said with a frown: "Xiao Ming, you are sick. "I nodded, and Teacher Huang called me to the office. She took out a packet of medicinal powder and a bottle of white flower oil from the drawer, and then brought a cup of steaming boiled water. She dropped the white flower oil on her fingers, and then rubbed it. Rubbing my temples. Gradually, my head stopped hurting a little. The boiled water was almost cold. At this time, Teacher Huang poured the medicinal powder into my mouth and asked me to drink the water so that it would not be so painful. After taking the medicine, I lay in the teacher's arms. At this time, a warm current surged into my heart. Suddenly, I shed tears like sifting beans. The teacher saw it and frowned and asked: "Xiao Ming, is it a headache?" It hurts more? "I just shook my head. I thought to myself: In the past, I have been singing this song "Only Mother is Good in the World", but now I want to say that teachers are better than mothers.

Friends, do you have such a good teacher as I do?

Chapter 7: My Teacher

In our lives and studies, there are many teachers who treat us like our biological parents. They work tirelessly to cultivate small saplings like us. Treating us like our own children, he not only cares for us, but also helps us understand many things and learn a lot of new knowledge.

When I was in kindergarten, there was a teacher Liu who was very kind to me, so I still miss her.

I remember one time, it was raining heavily and many children were picked up by their parents. Two children and I were the only ones left in the activity room. Although my family lived in the family building behind the kindergarten, It was raining heavily, I didn't bring an umbrella, and my parents went out. I was still young at that time and didn't have the key to the house. After waiting for a long time, the two children had been picked up, but my mother hadn't come to pick me up yet. It happened that Teacher Liu was on duty that day. When he saw me anxious, he came over and stroked my head and said: "Yifan, you go to the teacher's house. The teacher will cook for you. When your mother comes back, the teacher will send you to school." Go home, will you play with your little brother?" Seeing Teacher Liu's kind face and gentle words, I nodded involuntarily. Then we held an umbrella with the teacher and walked into the rain. The teacher’s home was not far from the kindergarten. Along the way, Teacher Liu gave the big side of the umbrella to me and the small side to herself. When I came to the teacher's house, I saw my little brother who was a few months old. He could only say: "Eaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" which was really funny. While the teacher was wiping her black and shiny hair, she asked me what to eat, and I said : "Teacher Liu, you can do whatever you want, I can eat whatever you want." The teacher laughed.

The next day, I came to the kindergarten and found that Teacher Liu was sick. Her throat was terribly uncomfortable and her head hurt, but she still insisted on coming to work. During the lunch break, the teacher told us to go to bed. He sat on a chair and took big, black, round pills, which were very difficult to swallow. I was very sad when I saw them. It was all my fault. The teacher caught a cold yesterday. When I got up in the afternoon, I said "I'm sorry" to the teacher. At first, the teacher said, "Monk Zhang Er was confused." Then she smiled, and her two petal-like lips opened, making her look even more beautiful. She hurriedly said to me, "You and I are not sorry. It was because I was frozen last night." I felt even more sad after hearing this. The teacher was trying not to make me sad!

What a great teacher! She not only cares about her family, but also takes great care of her children. I don’t know how many children like me have received care and attention from teachers. What a charitable mother! Treat everyone around her with her pure and kind heart. Unfortunately, now that she has been transferred to work in another kindergarten, it is difficult for me to see her. But I still remember the teacher’s amiable face, Teacher Liu, how much I miss you!

Part 8: Thank you to my teacher

From a naive and ignorant child six years ago to a vibrant young man now, teachers are always present Care for us, help us, and encourage us. As I am about to graduate, I would like to thank the teachers who have educated me. Without your careful guidance, I would not be where I am now.

Teacher Zhou:

Teacher Zhou is our sixth-grade Chinese teacher and head teacher. Maybe it’s because our fourth- and fifth-grade Chinese language foundation is relatively poor, but the teacher is very good at teaching us. In order for us to study better, Teacher Zhou happily accompanied us to practice common exercises in the exam to make up for our previous deficiencies. She also often encourages us to study with a good mood. After our joint efforts in the last semester, we finally won the glorious title of "Outstanding Class Body at the School Level".

Chinese teacher Mr. Chai:

Teacher Chai was our Chinese teacher in fourth and fifth grade. He was our teacher in class, but in his spare time he was our best friend. friend. In addition to the knowledge in class, he also likes to teach us some principles of life in a unique way.

I still remember that once during class, he brought two cages with two cute, snow-white rabbits in them. Just when we were confused, he told us about the relationship between humans and animals, because at that time, our classmates were buying rabbits at the school gate. When the teacher found out, he enlightened us. That lesson is still in our minds. The memory is still fresh.

Math teacher Chen:

Mr. Chen is a kind but strict teacher. She treats us like a mother treats her children, so we often call her "Mother Chen" affectionately. ". Before the first semester of fifth grade, I had never had confidence in mathematics, and I had always been satisfied with the status quo and had no ambition to improve myself. Therefore, during the midterm exam, my mathematics scores plummeted. Afterwards, after the parent-teacher meeting, my father asked Teacher Chen about my study situation. Teacher Chen truthfully told my father about my study situation. After returning home, my father told me what Teacher Chen said. From then on, I I kept the teacher's words in mind, worked hard to study mathematics, and overcame my previous fear. Not long ago, the teacher praised me in front of the whole class. In fact, I feel that without Teacher Chen’s outspokenness at that time, I would not have been able to wake up and study hard. So, I want to say something to you Say: "Thank you! I will never forget your words!"

I am about to leave the campus where I have spent six years. I want to say to the teachers who taught me: "Teacher, thank you Teachings to me! ”