An essay describing the kindness of the teacher.

The teacher's love is infinite; Teacher's love is like a path, leading us to towards the distant; Teacher's love is a boat, which carries us freely in the sea of books. Teacher Zheng is an amiable teacher.

Mr. Zheng is always an affable face with a smile, big watery eyes, a high nose and a small cherry mouth. The teacher's hair is very long, like a ribbon fluttering in the breeze.

Teachers are a great profession. Teacher Zheng is the teacher of the head of No.1 Middle School; Is an amiable teacher; He is also a selfless teacher.

Once, Mr. Zheng almost lost his rest time in order to let us finish our homework on time, and he had to correct our books desperately. Teacher Zheng devoted a lot of effort and sweat to our study and broke our hearts.

Once, Mr. Zheng was afraid that we would get sick in an easy-to-get-sick season, so he kindly said to us, "Your health is important, so pay more attention!" Then, Mr. Zheng saw a classmate in our class with a sore throat. I saw Mr. Zheng walk up to his classmates with a smile, picked up the kettle and handed it to them, saying, "Have a drink!" " "Miss Zheng's wonderful voice will be engraved in my heart forever.

Ah! My amiable teacher, like a lighted candle, illuminates others, but loses himself bit by bit. Teacher Zheng, whom I admire, is also my amiable teacher. I'm here to tell you: "I love you!" " "

A strict (kind) teacher is a bright lamp that illuminates our way at night; The teacher is a boat, leading us to the other side of knowledge; The teacher is a gardener, and he has cultivated us into towering trees ... I have always had a good teacher in my heart, that is, our class teacher, Mr. Qian.

Mr. Qian is not tall, but he walks with great spirit. A pair of bright eyes are full of expectations for our progress. There is a glib mouth under a straight nose, and there is always a smile on her face, which is very amiable.

Mr. Qian is a very serious teacher and treats his work meticulously. When we were in the fifth grade, Mr. Qian was our head teacher and taught us Chinese. When Mr. Qian first taught us, he found that some students in our class had bad study habits, so he tried his best to help us correct them. She is very careful when correcting homework at ordinary times. When a student makes a mistake, she will find a punctuation mark and correct it in time. Sometimes some students don't finish their homework in time. In order to let students do well what they did that day, Mr. Qian often accompanied students to do their homework after school, and was often the last teacher to leave school. Whenever we make progress in our grades, Mr. Qian will praise and encourage us without stint.

Although Mr. Qian is very strict in study, in life, Mr. Qian gives us meticulous care like her mother. One day after school, the sunny weather changed, and suddenly the sky was overcast, and soon it began to rain, and I happened to have no umbrella. Just when I was at a loss and prepared to "charge" in the rain, Mr. Qian came. She took my hand and walked to the school gate with an umbrella and asked, which made me feel very warm for an instant. When I arrived at the school gate, Mr. Qian personally handed me over to my mother, and my mother picked me up, so I was relieved to leave. Looking at Mr. Qian's wet shoulder, I really don't know what to say.

This is my teacher, a strict and kind teacher, who gave us care while teaching us knowledge.

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Although Mr. Qian is very strict in study, in life, Mr. Qian gives us meticulous care like her mother. One day after school, the sunny weather changed, and suddenly the sky was overcast, and soon it began to rain, and I happened to have no umbrella. Just when I was at a loss and prepared to "charge" in the rain, Mr. Qian came. She took my hand and walked to the school gate with an umbrella and asked, which made me feel very warm for an instant. When I arrived at the school gate, Mr. Qian personally handed me over to my mother, and my mother picked me up, so I was relieved to leave. Looking at Mr. Qian's wet shoulder, I really don't know what to say.

This is my teacher, a strict and kind teacher, who gave us care while teaching us knowledge.

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A (kind) teacher's 550-word composition In the study career, we will meet many teachers, some gentle, some strict, some men and some women. Today I'm going to talk about our head teacher, Miss Chen.

Teacher Chen is tall, with an oval face and bright eyes. When giving lectures, she can always say many good words and sentences. When she writes on the blackboard, she will draw beautiful words with her hand strokes. We all admire her secretly.

Teacher Chen is a strict teacher. We are all afraid of her when she keeps a straight face. Once, when Mr. Chen was in the composition class, we couldn't help talking in a low voice. Mr. Chen reminded us first, but after a while, he began to make trouble. Finally, Mr. Chen couldn't stand it. He slapped the table hard and shouted, "Who's talking!" Just finished, the class suddenly became silent, time seemed to freeze, no one dared to move, no one dared to make any noise, and everyone obediently began to listen to the class.

Teacher Chen is also a kind teacher. I remember the final exam was coming last semester. To encourage me, Mr. Chen said to me, "If your final exam score is above 80, the teacher will reward you with a KFC." I was very happy in my heart, so I reviewed carefully and finally met the teacher's requirements. At the beginning of the second semester, Mr. Chen really gave me a KFC, and the students were envious. I hold this award and show it off in front of my parents like a baby.

Teacher Chen, I want to say to you: "You have worked hard!"

How does the kind teacher Xie write a 300-word composition? Miss Hao is our head teacher with short hair.

She is very concerned about our study. Once, several students in our class didn't do their homework. When Mr. Hao saw it, he immediately showed an unhappy expression on his face and said, "You haven't finished your homework again." The standing students said nothing. Only one student said he forgot to bring it. Teacher Hao said with a grain of salt: "I forgot, what evidence do you have to prove that you did it?" "Students bow their heads.

After the morning reading, Mr. Hao took this classmate to the office. I don't know what he said. In the third class, Mr. Hao vividly told us a lot of truth, reminding students who don't do their homework and listen carefully to study hard, make progress every day and become the pillars of the motherland in the future. At this time, the man who had never cried shed tears of regret. Teacher Hao's eyes are wet, too.

The teacher is very concerned about the health of his classmates. One afternoon, Wang Ning and I went to school together. Because it was summer, I wore a skirt and left in a hurry. I accidentally tripped over a stone and fell to the ground. Wang Ning helped me up and limped to school, and my skirt was covered with drops of bright red blood. Teacher Hao saw me in such pain. Without saying anything, he immediately helped me to the school doctor's office. After taking the medicine, the teacher helped me back to the classroom. I saw the glistening sweat on Mr. Hao's face. Every time I see that bloody dress, I think of that touching scene.

"Candles turn to ashes, tears begin to dry up, and spring silkworms die." Isn't that the embodiment of the teacher? Teachers have been diligent all their lives, illuminating others and burning themselves like candles, cultivating groups of outstanding talents and making great contributions to education.

An amiable Chinese teacher is a 600-word teacher a day and a lifelong father. "This sentence is to describe the teacher. I also have many teachers, the most unforgettable one is He Laoshi who teaches us math. Let me tell you something! She has a Zhang Yuanyuan face and always wears a pair of strict glasses in class. The teacher is old, with several wrinkles on his forehead and many silver lines in his hair. That's our He Laoshi. Once, He Laoshi gave us a math class. She talked and talked. The teacher's voice is hoarse. Sweat rolled down from her forehead. She covered her stomach with her hand. It turned out that she was an old criminal in He Laoshi, but she insisted on giving us lessons despite her illness. Some students don't pay attention in class, so they have to make He Laoshi angry. After a class, the teacher had a bad pain and had to go to the hospital. He Laoshi is still ill, so she began to teach us again. Some students are angry with her on purpose. This is very wrong. He Laoshi is really great! Another time, after school, He Laoshi called me to my office. "Shit! "I'm so anxious. I bowed my head and came to the office. She asked me to come over. At this time, a lot of "X" exercise books were typed on the desk, which caught my attention. Isn't this my exercise book? He Laoshi said calmly, "Look at it and think about it. What's the matter? "I watched carefully, these questions should not be wrong. My face is as red as a red apple. I really hate drilling a hole in the ground like a mouse. The teacher patiently analyzed and explained it to me. My eyes are wet ... He Laoshi usually corrects our homework and papers, and often changes them until late at night, and then comes to school early in the morning to give us a lecture. She is like a hardworking gardener, who gives everything selflessly for us. How hard you work. In your eyes, she is no different from an ordinary teacher, but she remains deeply in my heart. He Laoshi, you really touched me.

Teacher XX is a kind person. Introverted since childhood, a little timid. I like kindness and will take the initiative to care about teachers.

Miss Wang, my English teacher, is such a person. She is not as strict as the math teacher, and her lectures are not as lively as the Chinese teacher, but I just like her.

Miss Wang is young, of medium build, neither fat nor embarrassed. She is careful in class and gives vivid explanations. We can't forget the pronunciation and words she taught us. She speaks kindly and never scolds her classmates. Her class is very popular and we all like her. She is patient with her classmates. Before each class, she asked them to recite the text. She graded them one by one and passed the exam one by one. She patiently counsels students with learning difficulties after class. With her help, the English evaluation of our class has been greatly improved.

I love my teacher Wang. She is kind and gentle. She is my first teacher. I want to say to her: Thank you, Miss Wang!

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The teacher is a diligent gardener, carefully cultivating young flower seedlings; Teachers are hardworking bees, brewing delicious honey; The teacher is at night.

A bright lamp illuminates the direction of students' progress.

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Whenever I think of these poems praising teachers, I always think of our head teacher.

My head teacher is amiable,

Part-time Chinese teacher at school.

A face of melon seeds,

With big eyes like purple grapes,

It looks intense.

Cherry has a small mouth and smiles with pearly teeth. The teacher is really cute!

Just a few months ago, something happened that touched the whole class. It's a hot June morning. When the whole class is here.

The head teacher didn't come at that time. How can a teacher who usually comes early be late today? Everyone has various speculations, and some think that they are old.

Is the teacher sick? Some wonder: Did the teacher approve the homework too late yesterday?

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Ding zero zero.

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The bell rang and the students waited for the arrival of the head teacher. When the teacher still didn't come, the class caused a stir. Class monitor

Take Xu Li and me to the school gate to see if the teacher has come. Finally, a figure staggered into our sight. She looks like Ben.

Chief, the three of us rushed out of the school gate. When we look at it, it is really a teacher. We ran to help her into the classroom. Several students lined up their chairs.

Let the teacher lie down. The students picked up their textbooks and slapped the teacher hard. The teacher was pale and his palms were cold. You can tell at a glance that he has heatstroke, and some of it.

The students rushed into the water with handkerchiefs and wiped the teacher's face. The teacher's face turned rosy and her hands were warm. Fifteen minutes later, the teacher woke up.

The * * * of the second class has sounded, and the teacher continues to teach us with a tired body. At this time, the classroom was quiet, only the teacher was heard whispering.

There is also a slightly hoarse reading sound.

Afterwards, I learned that the class teacher was suffering from heatstroke because of poor rest and was ill because of correcting the composition late at night. Yes! we

Our head teacher is like a candle, which burns itself out and illuminates others. I dedicated myself to the students.

Inadvertently opened the drawer, I saw the broken ruler again, and I couldn't help thinking of the incident a few years ago.

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That's elementary school.

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The third math midterm exam, the day before the exam, the teacher told us:

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Students, this exam

When trying to draw a picture, everyone must bring a pencil ruler.

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That night, I studied late and didn't pack anything for the exam.

Things. The next morning, I opened my eyes, huh? all

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Yes! Shit, I'm late for the exam! I dressed in a hurry.

Clothes, pencils, erasers, etc. Spread it out on the table, put it in the bag and run to school.

When I got to the classroom, I took out my things one by one. Pencil, eraser, pen, ruler

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Huh? Ah! Ruler!

I forgot my ruler!

It's over,

There is only one exam left.

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Minutes,

What shall we do? I turn my schoolbag upside down,

It's seating week again.

Look around,

I hope to find a ruler.

But the miracle didn't happen,

The schoolbag is empty,

The ground is clean.

Yes, nothing. Oh, this is terrible. I don't have a ruler. How to do the drawing problem?

The teacher came in with a test paper.

I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks. Suddenly, I heard a voice behind me:

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What's the matter with you? Did you lose anything?

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afterwards

At first glance,

I don't know.

The so-called emergency medical care,

Although I don't think he can help,

But let's talk about forgetting to bring a ruler.

Kill him. He sank for a while and said:

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Let me give it to you.

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When I saw him put his new ruler on.

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bang

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Fold it in half, hand me one and say:

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Here, take it.

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I took half a ruler,

A feeling of gratitude rises from the bottom of my heart,

But I haven't said anything yet,

* * * rang,

At the beginning of the exam, I had to turn around and concentrate on answering questions and draw pictures carefully with that cutting ruler.

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* * * rang again, and the exam was over. I heaved a long breath. I turned to thank him, but

Just when I didn't know what to say, he seemed to understand my mind and said with a smile:

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You're welcome. It's right to help each other.

You can take that ruler.

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With that, he picked up his things and left. Looking at the back of his departure, he looked at the ruler in his hand again

Son, there is an unspeakable feeling in my heart.

It has been several years, but I still remember it clearly and will always stay in my heart. It makes

I felt the real feeling of the world,

I will continue to spread this truth,

I hope everyone can feel this truth.

Love and pass it on.

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