My favorite teacher's composition

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My favorite teacher composition 1 Everyone has different personalities, hobbies, occupations and lives. Some people spend their lives as easy as blowing off dust, some people only contribute to the country, and some people are busy all their lives.

What I want to introduce to you is the people's teacher and the engineer of the human soul. My head teacher, Miss Nie.

Teacher Nie is like a nagging mother. She is a beautiful teacher with a sharp mouth and a cruel heart. The teacher is very beautiful when she wears a skirt. She is wearing a skirt as beautiful as a dancing butterfly.

The teacher is not tall, but he looks very amiable. The teacher has curly and fluffy black hair. The teacher's new words are particularly beautiful and can be called strong and powerful. I can't write anything like her. The teacher always reminds me kindly: "Your words are lifeless, especially without a tick." The teacher's voice is especially gentle when he is not angry, but not when he is angry. She also flies into a rage when she is angry. At first, I was so scared that I could almost say that I was trembling with fear. But then I got to know her better and found that she was not so terrible. The teacher's view on things is just right, not on people. I found that when the teacher was happy, the corners of his mouth rose, which made people feel particularly close.

Boys in our class always say that the teacher is partial to girls, but as girls, I don't think the teacher is partial to us at all. The boy said, "When you girls make mistakes, the teacher never talks about you, but when we make mistakes, the teacher will immediately turn against us." . This is obviously weird. "This is the biased Nie teacher in the eyes of individual boys.

Once it was very hot, the teacher said, "If you are quiet, I will buy you ice cream." . "But the students still make a scene. The teacher said," There is no ice cream. It's over, it's over. "Although the teacher didn't say anything, he still asked the students to buy ice cream for the whole class. Isn't this "duplicity"?

We ate the ice cream bought by our teacher and felt very sweet. It seems that this is an ice cream specially made by Teacher Nie for everyone. Some students couldn't help saying, "It smells good! How sweet! "

In an instant, the teacher has been with us for five years. I will remember every happy day with my teacher, and I will forget those unpleasant days.

My favorite teacher's composition 2 A handful of sand can smooth the unhappiness in front of you, and then you can redraw your life.

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My favorite teacher is Pan. Forgive me for not having flowery words to describe her, but I always feel that no matter what language I use to write about her, it seems that I can't do it. She is so beautiful, so fashionable and so charming. She has gone to Beijing now, but I will never forget her words and deeds. I can't get rid of her in my mind. I always miss her classes. She gave me the confidence and strength to face my study and life again.

The time is set in the fourth grade, and my grades suddenly decline, and I feel that I am not liked and valued by the school teachers. It was just a low time when the vines were locked in cages and didn't see the light, but I had a hard time. My mother took me to an interest class to relieve my stress. There are so many billboards in the square that they can't get into my eyes and interest me. Suddenly, I saw her and the billboard. The work on the signboard is so novel that I can't open my eyes-sand painting. For me, it's like a door to a new world. She taught me to draw jellyfish on the sand painting platform, which was the first time I used sand painting and witnessed the magical charm of sand painting for the first time.

Through sand painting, she also quietly walked into my heart. She is an easy-going person, like a bosom elder sister. When I can't draw, she will take pains to teach me again and again, very patient. When she paints with her hands, I always sigh that these hands are really beautiful and magical.

She is a member of China Sand Association. She has seen many celebrities and big coffees, and there are also many activities and competitions. But the price of her class is very low. One class lasts for two hours. 60 yuan, the teaching method is one to two. There are many people who have made such achievements like her, but there is no one else who sets prices like her. I asked her why the price was so low, and she said that she didn't just want to make money, it was the most suitable price.

When there are few people, she always teaches us knowledge. Sometimes a class can work overtime for a long time, but it never increases the price. Sometimes they drive us home after class. Talking and laughing all the way. As the days passed, I was confident and cheerful with her guidance and company. Emotion can stimulate my motivation, and my study has gradually improved.

I like her classes, and I like that she is a very nice person! It was she who smoothed out the unhappiness in front of me with a handful of sand, which made me redraw my life.

My Favorite Teacher Composition 3 My favorite teacher is Lin Yuwen, who is now in Grade Four. She is my tutor in the third and fourth grades. She taught me a lot of knowledge and brought me many good memories.

Although she is amiable, whenever she meets something that makes her unhappy, she will fly into a rage. She is one of my favorite teachers from grade one to grade six. I haven't seen her recently, but I will definitely greet her when I meet her. In the third and fourth grades, once I did something I shouldn't have done, which made my teacher very angry. I regretted it very much at that time and kept thinking, "Why should I do this?" "I really regret it.

It's been more than a year from grade four to grade six, and I'm impressed so far. It can be seen that the teacher's accusation against me at that time must be very severe. She taught me a lot of knowledge, encouraged us to read more extracurricular books, and set up a small bookcase where we could borrow books to supplement some knowledge. She is like a hard gardener, watering the seedlings of our nation hard; It is like a bright light in the dark, guiding us forward.

Lin Yuwen is a kind teacher in strict father. She guides the difficult problems of mathematics and Mandarin, and teaches me how to solve them smoothly. The teacher told me a lot of common sense about life. She wants me to be a student on the right track and not be led by bad things and ruin my life. Teacher Lin's inculcation made me understand a sentence in the ancient Analects of Confucius: "It's better to learn than to learn, isn't it?" Is it not delightful to have friends coming from distant quarters? Isn't he a completely moral person? Although people may not pay attention to him, he won't feel uneasy. 」

We can't fully understand the greatness and hard work of the teacher. Good character is what teachers want. I hope to become a student with excellent academic performance in the future and live up to the expectations of teachers. Teachers always burn themselves and illuminate others, so let me show my beloved heart to teachers online.

My favorite teacher's composition 4 "The silkworm will weave until it dies in spring, and the candle will cry the wick away every night." Teachers are like spring silkworms, spinning silk for us wholeheartedly; Like a candle, burn yourself and illuminate us; Like sunshine and rain, it gives us warmth and light and moistens our hearts. ...

There are many unforgettable teachers in the wonderful primary school life for six years. However, I can't forget my primary school Chinese teacher, Miss Pan. In the season of falling leaves, I walked into the campus. When I first opened the textbook, the dense words on it filled my mind with questions. It is you! It was Mr. Pan who solved one doubt after another for me with his kind smile and sweet voice. Teacher Pan not only solved my doubts about books, but also solved my doubts about life.

I remember when I was in the first grade of primary school, a Chinese exam was over. Teacher Pan carefully explained the questions on the test paper to us on the blackboard. I have a good idea about this exam, and I think I can do well in it. Pride arises spontaneously. Suddenly, pride exploded like a balloon. I couldn't hold back and said loudly, "I know this problem, I know this problem!" " "

After school in the afternoon, I was about to leave with a heavy schoolbag on my back, but I was stopped by Teacher Pan. I'm laughing. Is this because the teacher changed the test paper? I did well in the exam. Praise me. While laughing, I walked over and waited for the teacher's praise, but the teacher's words were beyond my expectation; "You see how much you did. Didn't you say you would? Write me a critical letter at night and give it to me tomorrow morning. "

In the evening, I wrote a critical letter. The next morning, I came to the classroom early in the morning and saw Mr. Pan sitting there. So I bowed my head and handed in the critical letter. I thought I would be severely criticized. Teacher Pan surprised me again. Instead of criticizing me severely, she smiled at me in a friendly way and told me seriously. "Jian Luo, it's not that you don't have the ability to do well in the exam, but that you are too proud to speak a word well; Modesty makes people progress, while pride makes people lag behind. As long as we correct our pride and learn to be modest, we can succeed! "

"Modesty makes people progress, and pride makes people fall behind." Yes! Only modest people can succeed, and proud people will never succeed. I will never forget this sentence, and I have benefited a lot from it!

It was teacher Pan who taught me how to be a man and how to do things. When I feel confused, you turn into a street lamp and let me go forward; When I was depressed and failed, you became a gardener and helped me get rid of weeds around me.

Teacher Pan is the steering wheel, guiding us on the right path. My favorite teacher, Miss Pan, I thank you very much!

My favorite teacher composition 5 Everyone has his favorite teacher, and everyone can't forget the teacher who educated us and accompanied us to grow up. Teacher's Day is coming, and I really want to talk to the teachers.

I want to say to my most beloved teacher: you are the greatest, you have devoted your youth to education, and you have taken care of everyone. We will never forget your impassioned speech on the podium and your persuasive speech at the desk on weekdays. When you have problems at the weekend, you can call us to let us know. Teacher, although you are not my mother, you are better than my mother. Summer vacation is coming, and we all think you can rest, but you are helping your children finish their summer homework and don't want to leave your students for a moment.

Teacher Cao, I want to say to you: "You have been with us for more than five years. Over the years, you have been very concerned about us and put half your heart on us. " You haven't been bored with us at all these years. You have been teaching us patiently. Your son is hurt. You only stayed with him for a week, and then you came to teach us. How much you love us, we will never forget you. "

"Miss Li, have you been better recently? Although you haven't taught us Chinese for a year, I still haven't forgotten you. Your lectures are always so earnest, and your tone is always so soft. Every sentence is in the heart of the students. Students like your Chinese class. You never lose your temper with the students in class, but the students always sit up straight, listen carefully and remember by heart.

Suddenly one day in class, you kept coughing and sometimes covered your chest with your hands. But you still insist on giving us lessons. I remember that the final exam is coming. You reviewed words, words, sentences, paragraphs, articles and compositions for us by type, so detailed, so comprehensive and so systematic. We feel that the knowledge of the whole book is clearly imprinted in our minds. One morning, when you walked into the classroom, we found that your voice was a little hoarse, but you still insisted that Dong Junchen come to see you. You talk to him in a low voice and ask him to talk to his classmates loudly. We were moved to tears. Say, teacher, have a rest! We learned it ourselves, but you didn't the next day.

Come to class. I heard that you have pleurisy. Miss Li, you are the best teacher in my heart.

Teacher, you are the greatest! Teacher, you have worked hard!

My Favorite Teacher Composition 6 I have three teachers: Miss Deng, xu teacher and Miss Fang. My favorite teacher is Miss Deng.

Miss Deng is the head teacher of our class. She has long black hair and sharp "critical eyes" under crescent-shaped eyebrows. As long as she finds an absent-minded classmate in class, she will go over and prescribe the right medicine like Hua Tuo.

Whenever the bell rings in Chinese class, Mr. Deng will come to our back door with cat-like steps and observe who doesn't obey discipline like a scout; When we found the movement, she was already standing at the door of the classroom! She is also a master of changing her face, like that day in June. When she is angry, we are like a group of mice frightened by cats. When she is happy, her eyes will narrow into a crack, and her face will show two dimples, which are sweet and seem to be filled with honey.

Once, I raised my hand to speak, and the teacher saw it and said with a smile, "Please!" " "At some point, finally can't remember, the in the mind very worried. At this time, the teacher's eyes turned to me, as if to say, "Come on, think again, you can do it!" " "The teacher's eyes are like a ray of warm sunshine, shining into my heart. Suddenly, I remembered and sat down. The teacher smiled at me as if praising me, and my heart was warm.

This is my favorite Chinese teacher, Miss Deng.

My favorite teacher composition 7 There are many people I admire in my heart, including the uncle of the traffic police who is not afraid of the cold and the heat, the classmates who study hard and work hard, and the gardener ... among them, Mr. Huang is the one I admire most.

She is very tall, and her bright eyes show that she is full of knowledge. Although there is a generation gap between me and her, she can deeply understand my mind.

In class, her loud voice can strike a chord with me, keeping our classmates' attention in one place. Writing on the blackboard, she always writes well and big, so that some students with poor eyesight can see it clearly. After class, she knew the students and mingled with us.

Whether in class or after class, she is always so serious. Sometimes she helps us to correct our homework after class, even without taking a sip of water. It is difficult for her to teach us when we are in class. She really put a lot of effort into us.

I remember once, I couldn't answer a difficult question, so I ran to the office to ask Mr. Tang for advice. When I walked beside her, I found that she was correcting our homework. Suddenly Miss Huang found me waiting for her. She quickly put down the homework she was correcting and taught me.

The teacher looked at my notebook and asked me to read the text several times with it. After reading it, I was suddenly enlightened and ran to the classroom to wait for her. When collecting books, the teacher first opened my books, looked at me and said to me, "Don't be proud, keep this state."

Miss Huang always puts down what she is doing first, then teaches me, and then starts busy with her work until I learn it.

My favorite teacher's composition 8 "How many seasons turn around, how many spring, summer, autumn and winter, you are a red candle burning bright life …" Whenever I hear this wonderful song, I can't help but think of the selfless and hardworking teacher behind us. It was the teacher who trained us from ignorant teenagers to modest gentlemen; It is the teacher who makes us taste the joy of success and the guilt of failure, which enriches our lives; It is the teacher who teaches us knowledge bit by bit and lets us swim in the ocean of knowledge. Yes, there are such excellent female teachers around me.

My nose is high, my smooth and delicate hands keep touching my forehead, and my heavy eyebrows and eyes look bright. Her gentle words always echo in our ears. She guides us with the most selfless heart and cares about us. She is my head teacher, Miss Yin.

The floodgates opened and memories poured in. It was after the math exam, when the math teacher reported the scores, my heart thumped, thumped, just like a deer hitting my heart, because I had an ominous premonition, "Xue, 89 points!" No way! I suddenly collapsed, tears in my eyes. Just when I was sad and depressed, Teacher Yin came forward gently and said to me gently, "Come to my office later." At this point, my heart is more flustered. Teacher Yin will definitely criticize me severely in the office. Think about it, there are more and more fears and anxieties, and I feel like I'm going to explode. When I came to Mr. Yin, my face suddenly turned red, as if I had done something bad. "Why did you only get such a low score?" Teacher Yin asked me gently and reproachfully. I prevaricated, casually found a reason and said, "It's because I'm too careless." Teacher Yin became serious when she heard this, and said to me meaningfully, "Carelessness is a taboo. Students' carelessness will only make mistakes in the questions. If the doctor is careless, the patient may be hopeless. "If the judge is careless, innocent people may go to prison; If the builder is not careful, the building will collapse ... how terrible carelessness is! Isn't it? Break up with carelessness quickly and wish you good grades next time. " Although these words were only a few words, they made me realize the consequences of carelessness and made me see hope again.

Teacher Yin is fair. She is always equal and impartial. She is regarded as a good teacher.

Teachers are the turning point in our lives. They brought us up with sweat and painstaking efforts. Let's thank and praise the teacher with the most sincere heart!

My favorite teacher composition 9 teacher, you are like a hardworking gardener, cultivating our flowers; Teacher, you are like bright sunshine, bathing our saplings; Teacher, you are like a candle, illuminating our hopes. ...

My head teacher, Miss Chen Yujie, has curly hair and wears a pair of glasses on her high nose. She is of medium height and looks gentle, kind and caring. Don't think that the teacher is lax with us. In fact, the teacher is very strict with us. Nevertheless, the students like her very much because she cares about us as much as her mother.

In class, teachers never neglect our lessons. They always explain carefully, overcome all difficulties, come to class with a smile, patiently take us to read the text, and tell us the rhythm and feelings of reading. Once I was writing a composition, I suddenly heard a gentle sentence: "Hold the pen, Qianer." Ha! My pen-holding posture is wrong again. It turned out to be teacher Chen, so I smiled shyly. I will always keep the teacher's request in mind in the future, and I must get rid of this bad habit! I think Mr. Chen's eyes are like radar, scanning our bad habits and helping us correct them.

I remember the last time I taught the text, my classmates had a problem and didn't know what to do. The teacher seems to have read his mind. Sure enough, when the class was over, Mr. Chen asked him to come to the podium to explain it to him. The classmate explained that the teacher didn't go back to the office to rest.

During the break, all the students relaxed and played, but Mr. Chen hurried back to the office and began to correct his homework.

Teacher Chen, who corrects homework, has a rich expression! When she corrected her classmates' homework, her face showed a gratified smile; When he corrected the homework of ordinary students, he looked in distress situation!

This is my head teacher-Miss Chen. She is my favorite teacher!

My favorite teacher composition 10 is of medium build, with bright eyes embedded in fair skin. Her black hair is tied in a ponytail and there are many hair clips. Every time I go to class to see her, I can always find hairpins of different colors. Wearing a pair of blue-edged eyes on the high bridge of the nose. She is my favorite piano teacher-Miss Cheng.

When I was five years old, I had an idea to learn piano. I remember that in a hot summer, my mother enrolled me in a piano school, and that's how I met Mr. Cheng. When I first started learning the piano, my fingers were weak. Every time I play the piano, I can't stand still and my fingers slip. I was a little discouraged, but Mr. Cheng corrected me patiently every time and told me, "It doesn't matter if my finger slips." As long as you practice more, you will gradually have the strength to gain a foothold. " After listening to her words, my heart suddenly relaxed a lot.

Teacher Cheng is very patient in class. When my rhythm is not accurate, she plays the rhythm for me over and over again like a clockwork "artificial intelligence metronome". Her words are like the warm sun in winter. Ask me to be warm and let me grow up slowly in it.

I passed Grade 8 piano this summer vacation. When I got the certificate, I still didn't forget Mr. Cheng's kindness. It is very hot this summer. Teacher Cheng gave me a special lesson with a six-month-old belly. When she patiently corrected my pronunciation mistakes over and over again, big beads of sweat came out on her forehead. I was really anxious! I think I must concentrate on correcting pronunciation and reduce the burden on teachers.

Teacher Cheng, when I am discouraged, you are a bright light in the dark. You are like a diligent gardener, sowing green seeds in my heart-knowledge and ideals. I love you!

My favorite teacher's composition 1 1 I spent six spring, summer, autumn and winter on campus, and the bits and pieces here flowed in my mind. How many jokes are sprinkled here; How much sweat has been left here; How many teachers' hard words are written here. Everything here has left a lingering impression on my mind. In spring, silkworms will weave until they die, and every night, candles will dry the wick. Teacher, you are a hardworking silkworm, and you are a red candle burning silently. How much have you paid for us and how much have you got? When we are playing, you are telling us: Don't forget to study hard! When we failed in the competition, you encouraged us: Don't be discouraged, failure is the mother of success! When I was sad, you comforted me: don't be sad, cheer up! Your crisp voice, like a beating note, tirelessly teaches us;

Your kind smile, like bright sunshine, illuminates our hearts. I still remember when I was in the fifth grade, I was sick at home and my head was dizzy. I really need someone to accompany me and care about me. Just then, a crisp voice broke the peace here-"Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling" I thought: Who could it be? I slowly picked up the phone and said, "Hello, who is this?" "I am Teacher Fan." "Oh, Teacher Fan, what can I do for you?" "Nothing, just asking how you are." "Me? Not bad. Today is 38.5 degrees. " "Pay attention to your health. Bye. " "Goodbye." This little conversation caused a warm current in my heart. Thank you, teacher. Dear teacher, our world has become so beautiful because of you. You shoulder the future of the motherland, you shoulder the prosperity of the nation, and you shoulder the heavy responsibility of history. In this way, generations of children have thrived under your guidance and achieved lofty goals under your attention. Teacher, thank you for making us confident people. You let us know that learning is not a burden, but a pleasure and a key to our knowledge ocean. You have taught us to explore, discover and discover in the ocean of knowledge with our own hands, and make life full of joy. Although we are only immature children, we should learn to bring warmth to others and do something grateful to our teachers. After all, the teacher gave us so much that we couldn't repay them all. At this time, I just want to say to the teacher: Teacher, you have worked hard! Teacher, you have raised the flowers of the motherland with hard work, and you should be respected by the world!

Dear teachers, for the sake of the prosperity of the motherland, you have chosen the most sacred and arduous profession under the sun, cultivated the seedlings of the motherland with your life, and trained a batch of talents for socialist modernization. Your virtue has won everyone's praise; Your behavior is respected by people; Your achievements have been recognized by the society. Glory belongs to you and pride belongs to you.

For the growth of our seedlings, whether it's cold weather or hot summer, whether it's sunny or dark, you always work hard, prepare lessons for us day after day, correct homework, be conscientious and have no complaints. You stand in front of the flower bed all day, tirelessly watering the flowers of our motherland, and doing your duty in obscurity; You are steadfast and loyal to your career. Like a strict aesthete, you mercilessly brushed away every stain on the flower branches, turned your life's hard work into thousands of glittering and translucent water drops in Qian Qian, and selflessly sprinkled them on the flowers. ...

For the splendid and beautiful flowers of the motherland, you abandoned the worldly splendor, like a kind old man, guarding flowers all the year round, and like peanuts, never showing yourself. You are a candle, in order to illuminate us, but let your life burn silently. You have created a perfect teacher image with your actions. You are really good gardeners who teach and educate people, and more importantly, you are "engineers of the human soul"

Although I am not a poet, I want to present the most beautiful poems in my heart; Although I am not a painter, I want to present the most beautiful painting in my heart; Although I am not a singer, I want to present the most beautiful song in my heart. I want to dedicate my words to you, "My favorite teacher, you have worked hard!" " "

My favorite teacher's composition 13, which I will never forget, is my favorite teacher-Teacher Xue.

With black hair, bright eyes and a mouth, this is my teacher. Of course, she is also rich in knowledge.

Teacher Xue is knowledgeable and has deep research on Chinese teaching. She asked for a quote in class. Teacher Xue always changes his face according to the meaning of different texts. The most important thing is that she is always absorbed in her speech, so all her classmates like to listen to Teacher Xue's class. Teacher Xue always integrates his own understanding into the content of the text and vividly guides us into the ocean of Chinese. Have fun!

Once, my teacher called me. The teacher said to me softly, "Chen Ye, your pen holding posture is wrong!" " ! To change it. "

"I see ..." I replied.

After returning home, I complained in my heart: "Isn't it just holding a pen?" It's as simple as that, huh! "

My mother read my mind, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Holding a pen is very important. No matter how well written, I can't hold it! " "

From this, we can know that the teacher is well-intentioned, and Mr. Xue will care about us as much as his parents.

Teacher Xue will give us advice in times of crisis. In winter, the teacher will take us to run after class. In summer, the teacher will let us enjoy the cool under the tree for a while. ...

Teacher Xue, I will remember your concern and good intentions, and I will always remember you!

My favorite teacher's composition 14 In my vague impression, she is thin and short, with long black hair, heavy eyebrows, bright eyes, high nose and red mouth. She is Ceng Laoshi from my kindergarten.

Ceng Laoshi is a very serious and responsible teacher. I remember once, Ceng Laoshi taught us to count from one to one hundred, and all the other students were listening attentively to Ceng Laoshi's explanation, but I couldn't understand it. I just looked at Ceng Laoshi's mouth and Ceng Laoshi's little blackboard. After a while, Ceng Laoshi's speech ended and she began to test the students' counts in turn. I am nervous to see that Ceng Laoshi will draw me soon. I imagined how angry Ceng Laoshi would be, and he would definitely be punished-the more I thought about it, the more scared I became. My heart could beat a hundred times a second. "It's your turn, dear." Ceng Laoshi's words pulled me back from my imagination.

I had to bite the bullet and tell Ceng Laoshi exactly what she said. I don't understand it at all. Who knows, Ceng Laoshi didn't punish me or criticize me, but told me in more detail. I found Ceng Laoshi's voice hoarse and his eyes tired. So, I also began to listen to Ceng Laoshi's speech attentively.

This time, I listened carefully. After a long time, Ceng Laoshi finally finished, and I finally understood, so Ceng Laoshi was relieved.

My favorite teacher's composition 15 When we were promoted from grade three to grade four, we learned that the male teacher would teach us Chinese this semester. Everyone started a discussion.

At first, we thought that male teachers would be fierce, so those naughty students became particularly obedient and dared not make any noise in class. But after the teacher introduced himself with a smile, he wrote a few words on the blackboard, which we thought was particularly good, and then we realized that he was actually an amiable teacher.

He especially likes the students in our class, but sometimes some students in our class are disobedient or fail to finish their homework, and the teacher will still criticize them. But if the homework is done well, the teacher will say, "You are great, keep cheering!" " "

This teacher is the principal of our school, so sometimes he can't give us classes, and sometimes he has to give classes to the third grade, so we can only do our homework or take other classes in the classroom. Let's say yesterday and today. I didn't have Chinese class for two days. I had to recite the elementary code yesterday, and today the teacher went out to class. How I wish the teacher could give us a Chinese lesson!

I haven't introduced his name for a long time! He is our beloved teacher Xia, a tall, thin and amiable Chinese teacher.