The teacher is a very important person to me.

Since childhood, I have always been a student who worries teachers, and I keep in mind every teacher's efforts. When I think of those things in the classroom with my teacher in those years, I always sigh that time flies. If I go back to the past, I will definitely work harder and live up to my teachers' expectations, so for me, apart from my parents, my teachers have the deepest education, and they have made me who I am now.

I went to primary school and middle school in the countryside. At that time, all primary school teachers were generalists, teaching everything from Chinese to mathematics. Just like the old Chinese doctor who used to sit in the light, regardless of adults, pediatrics and gynecology. Seeing, smelling, asking, prescribing and taking medicine are all handled by one person. Let me envy. Miss Liu Shurong, my primary school teacher, is one of them.

Teacher Liu is of medium height, with cut hair, fair face and big eyes. Smile sweetly, which is the kind with special affinity. She is knowledgeable and responsible for teaching work; I got good grades in math and Chinese, mostly because of her.

At that time, the living conditions of most teachers were very poor. Teacher Liu's family of four is crowded into a single dormitory of more than ten square meters arranged by the school. This also provides favorable conditions for her to tutor underachievers.