My good teacher wrote 5 essays with 8 words.

When I recall my life from elementary school to junior high school, my ears will always echo with the kind words of my teacher. Mathematics, Chinese, English ... Teachers in all subjects have laid a solid foundation for my learning. Today, I have compiled a composition about my good teacher for you. Welcome to borrow and learn. Let's have a look!

My Good Teacher Composition 1

Teacher, maybe you don't remember. At the beginning of the fourth grade, I transferred to another school. Facing the strange environment and strangers, the tension in my heart is like a towering Wuzhishan. But at that time, when you came, you just smiled at me, as if the Tang priest had received the seal of Wuzhishan, which made me feel relaxed.

you are very concerned about me, not only my study, but also my quality training. At a dedication event, you knew I was not good at it, but you chose me anyway. My level is poor, so please help me practice again and again. "The expression is too stiff. Smile." "Act naturally, relax, don't be nervous." Until now, your voice is still ringing in my ears. On the day of my speech, I still didn't practice very well, and I was very nervous. You shook your fist at me under the stage and gave me an encouraging smile. This smile made the tension in my heart disappear. I have outdone myself and achieved good results.

teacher, you may have forgotten me, but even if time changes and the sea turns into a mulberry field, I won't forget you, because you are a good teacher in my mind.

I remember that little test. I didn't remember anything because I recited it carelessly. Time goes by, and I'm worried. Looking up, you are pacing slowly, and you just turn your back on me. My heart moved, while secretly aiming at you with my eyes, I quietly put my left hand into the drawer and kept groping. Finally, I touched the textbook. I grabbed the edge of the textbook with my hand and slowly pulled it out. Just as I leaned down to secretly read the textbook, you suddenly turned around and looked at me like an eagle. I was surprised and immediately sent the textbook back again. I also bowed my head with a guilty conscience and blushed, afraid to look you in the eye. It was you who stopped me when I couldn't help myself.

You are gentle, considerate and kind, and you are a good teacher in my mind!

my good teacher's composition 2

outside the window, the rain is rustling, washing the phoenix tree and the earth. I stood quietly in front of the exhibition room, staring at a picture in the window for a long time-a teacher holding an umbrella, walking side by side with a student on the road, the teacher's right arm was wet by the rain. Looking at it, it seems that the teacher in front of us is our head teacher, Miss Wang.

Mr. Wang is not tall and plain, but he is tall in our eyes. His meticulous care for us is still deeply imprinted in my mind. I remember one time our classmate Wang Hua accidentally fell off his bike, broke his arm and put on a thick plaster. When the winter came, Wang Hua's arm was numb with cold and cold. Whenever this happens, Mr. Wang will stretch out his warm hands and slowly warm him up.

What impressed me even more was the rainy day after school. I remember that afternoon, whether it was sunny or sunny in our class. But it began to rain after school. This makes the road that is already difficult to walk even more difficult at this time. It was getting dark, and the parents of the students took their children away one after another. At last, only a few of us were left. Just when we were very anxious, Mr. Wang came with an umbrella. When it was near, I saw that he still had several umbrellas in his hand. He said to us, "You guys go home with these umbrellas. Xiaoxue, I'll take you home. Your foot is sprained and you can't wade. I'll carry you. " As he spoke, he bent down and threw himself at me, so he carried me back. At this time, I felt as if something like a mass of cotton had flooded my throat, and tears only swirled in my eyes. I can't say anything, and I don't want to say anything. There is only one thought in my heart: "Rain, please don't rain so hard, don't wet my beloved teacher's clothes;" Road, please don't be so slippery, don't throw the teacher down. "

The rain outside the window is still rustling, washing the phoenix tree and the earth, but it can't wash away this wonderful memory of mine.

My Good Teacher Composition 3

My three teachers have different personalities and expressions, but they all give lectures very seriously. Every teacher has some things that students like and some things that students don't like ...

Let's talk about my head teacher first. She is our Chinese teacher. Although she is fierce and has stains on her face, she is very meticulous and devoted in her lectures. Correcting homework is very serious and unambiguous, and it is also very strict with us. I hate her and like her. But to tell you the truth, I found that the Chinese teacher didn't like me very much, which was my most depressed place. She only valued the students who helped her clean the classroom at the beginning of school. Sometimes I would think sullenly: How can a Chinese teacher be like this? Every student should be equal, and we should not be partial to one another, and we should not be left behind. This is the principle of being a teacher. Wow, I'm really depressed and unhappy ...

Let's talk about my math teacher again. My math teacher is a male teacher. Although he is a man, don't think that he is fierce. He is very kind to us. He has never favored any student, and he often says, "Even if you only pass the exam in the seventies or fail, I won't blame you, as long as you try your best and seriously." I like him very much, and his homework is only a little too much (but there are too many three doors, which adds up to ... ahem). Two or three pages a day (hum, yesterday it was obviously two pages, but today it is three pages, really! ), the rest of the time he said is our children's own time, he won't take it up! Great! ! !

finally, let's talk about our English teacher. She teaches very well, but she is a little old. We can't judge a book by its cover, but she is really old. Also, she read an English sentence, sprayed saliva twice, and splashed it on my head, which was really speechless (……). Although the teacher is very old, she gives little homework, doesn't lose her temper, and often talks to us in English.

My three teachers all have their shortcomings and advantages. If they can correct their shortcomings, we will like them better!

My Good Teacher's Composition 4

Unconsciously, the six years of primary school passed, and what greeted me was a new junior high school life. Facing this strange life, I have some fears: will the teacher be bored? Will the course be difficult? However, since I had my Chinese teacher, Miss Li, all my fears have gone up in smoke. She is like a cup of warm coffee, which makes me savor different flavors.

Sweet

Miss Li is like a cup of coffee with sugar, sweet but not greasy. She is very humorous. I remember that because a text was called "The Last Lesson", there was a misunderstanding. Many students all previewed the last text, but Mr. Li was not angry, and even said, "The students really listened carefully and really previewed the last lesson. How obedient!" , made us laugh happily. Another time, when Miss Li dictated for us, when she read the word "rock", she said that it was actually an unusual stone, and I didn't catch my breath with laughter ...

Bitter

Just as real coffee is bitter, Miss Li is strict with me, but she is strict but not persistent. I remember one time, I didn't finish my homework. Miss Li called me to the office and gave me a gentle beating, but she said earnestly, "You can't do this next time. You are the leader in your class. You should be a good example!" I shed tears. I haven't forgotten that sentence until now. Until now, I have never made a similar mistake again.

Warm

I can't forget the strong fragrance of coffee, but what I can't forget is Miss Li's concern for me. I remember one time, when Mr. Li was in an open class, he told me to raise my hand and speak more. Looking at so many teachers and leaders who came, my heart was filled with ice water and I was very scared. Teacher Li comforted me: "Never mind, don't be afraid, just as usual, the teacher believes you!" " That's a great encouragement to me! Another time, I came to the office to ask Mr. Li a question. Mr. Li poured me a cup of tea with a faint fragrance, but I could feel Mr. Li's concern for me. It's very kind of you, Mr. Li!

Now, I'm leaving Miss Li again. However, Mr. Li's humor, sternness and warmth are always engraved in my heart, not fade away.

my good teacher's composition 5

I have a good teacher who teaches us math. She is of medium height, not fat or thin, looks beautiful and cares about people, especially students' study.

One day when the math class was over, she said to me, "Wang Zeqi, please stay after school." After school, all the other students left, and I sat alone in the classroom waiting for the teacher. I think, this time, I must be scolded by the teacher. My heart is like fifteen buckets of water-seven ups and downs. I was even more nervous when I heard the teacher's footsteps. But what I didn't expect was that the teacher not only didn't criticize me, but also kindly said to me, "The reason why you didn't do well in this exam is that you still don't understand' promotion' and' milliliter'. I'll help you with it, so you should listen carefully!"

at this moment, my hanging heart was finally put down. Then, the teacher helped me explain the knowledge of "liter" and "milliliter". But she told me once, but I still don't understand. When the teacher saw that I didn't quite understand, he went back to the office and poured a glass of water. He said, "This glass of water is about 3 ml, so you can drink two now." I took two sips at the teacher's request, and the teacher said, "There is still 25 ml left in the cup." The teacher asked me to calculate about how many milliliters of a mouthful of water. I immediately reported the answer: 25 ml. The teacher also said that a bottle of ink is about 5 ml, and a bottle of drink is about 5 ml. At this moment, I suddenly realized what milliliter means.

Then, the teacher told me "Sheng". "Have you ever bought a big bottle of drinks? A large bottle of drinks is about 2 liters, which is 2 ml. How many ml is one liter? ..... "After listening to the teacher's explanation, I understood the meaning of litres and milliliters, and also understood the advance rate of litres and milliliters. When the teacher saw that I understood, he asked me to revise the test paper. I think these topics have become very easy, and soon, they have all been corrected correctly.

at this time, it was already dark, and the teacher sent me home again. I was really touched.

With the help of water, fish can swim freely. With the help of sunshine, flowers can bloom brightly; With the help of teachers, I can thrive.

thank you, teacher! I must study hard and help more people in the future.