Teacher, I want to tell you more than 600 words of composition.

Teacher, I want to say to you: without you, maybe I will give up on myself; Without you, maybe I would be so addicted; Without you, there may be no prospect of my life; Without you, I might not be who I am today.

Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you for sheltering me from the wind and rain; Thank you for giving me warmth in the ice and snow; Thank you for cultivating my kindness; Thank you for understanding me.

Teacher, I want to say to you: every day you walk onto the podium with a straight face, and our happy mood after class is destroyed again. How I wish you could smile at the moment! At the beginning of the class, you were frowning all the time and suddenly woke up a classmate who was absent-minded to answer the question. Classmates Zhang Er and Shang are at a loss, and the answer is wrong. The teacher suddenly flew into a rage and asked him what was wrong. "The students in the back told me," he explained. The whole class burst into laughter, but the teacher didn't laugh. He still frowned and stared at us like an arrow. We had to shut up immediately and sit quietly. At this time, how we hope the teacher can smile! In this way, your unhappiness and your classmates' carelessness may drift away in a smile, and the distance between us and you will become closer because of this smile.

After class, many students ran to the podium and wanted to talk to you, but they were busy asking you, "What is it?" We were just about to speak when we were embarrassed to speak. At that time, how we hoped that you could smile and chat with us easily!

"Smile, ten years younger, we will learn better; Laughing is really relaxing, worrying and sad. " I have written such children's songs or poems before, but I dare not sing them. When can I sing them happily in front of you?

Finally, teacher, I want to say to you: the new year has come, I wish you good health, happiness, harmony and beauty, and spend every day happily! Good people are safe all their lives! !

"In spring, silkworms weave until they die, candles turn to ashes and tears begin to dry up." Teachers are like candles, giving in obscurity and sacrificing everything. Teacher Zhu, some words have been buried in my heart for a long time, and I haven't had time to tell you. Today, I want to open my heart and get it off my chest!

Teacher Zhu, you have broken your heart for our growth and study on weekdays, and you can often see your busy figure in school; Students' illness cannot be separated from your meticulous care; Students who don't study well can't do without your careful guidance. In a word, you care and take care of us just like our mother.

I remember once, it rained heavily, but a classmate living in the class had a fever at this time, and his temperature reached 39 degrees, but his fever never dropped. After you heard the news, you quickly put down your work, got on your bike, braved the heavy rain and hurried to school. When I got to school, I was soaked to the skin, but regardless of myself, I picked up the classmate and ran to the infirmary without looking up. Give the classmate an intravenous drip first, then cover her with a quilt, and then give him medicine. Sweat dripped down your cheeks and soaked your shirt, but you didn't care. You didn't go home until he finished the injection. At that time, it was already late at night, and only the stars and a bright moon accompanied you! People who don't know, think you are his mother!

We are flowers and you are a diligent gardener; We are fish and you are the sea. . . Here, please allow me to say thank you on behalf of the whole class!

"In spring, silkworms weave until they die, candles turn to ashes and tears begin to dry up." Teachers are like candles, giving in obscurity and sacrificing everything. Teacher Zhu, some words have been buried in my heart for a long time, and I haven't had time to tell you. Today, I want to open my heart and get it off my chest!

Teacher Zhu, you have broken your heart for our growth and study on weekdays, and you can often see your busy figure in school; Students' illness cannot be separated from your meticulous care; Students who don't study well can't do without your careful guidance. In a word, you care and take care of us just like our mother.

I remember once, it rained heavily, but a classmate living in the class had a fever at this time, and his temperature reached 39 degrees, but his fever never dropped. After you heard the news, you quickly put down your work, got on your bike, braved the heavy rain and hurried to school. When I got to school, I was soaked to the skin, but regardless of myself, I picked up the classmate and ran to the infirmary without looking up. Give the classmate an intravenous drip first, then cover her with a quilt, and then give him medicine. Sweat dripped down your cheeks and soaked your shirt, but you didn't care. You didn't go home until he finished the injection. At that time, it was already late at night, and only the stars and a bright moon accompanied you! People who don't know, think you are his mother!

We are flowers and you are a diligent gardener; We are fish and you are the sea. . . Here, please allow me to say thank you on behalf of the whole class!

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Time flies, teacher. Are you all right?

Teacher, I want to say to you: your voice and smile, your gestures, always show in front of my eyes; Your concern and love have been lingering in my mind; Your inculcation is vivid in my mind. When you are with us, everything is vivid.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you have given me confidence in learning; It is you who have given me the courage to live, the motivation to work hard and the hope for a better future.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you are my stepping stone to open wisdom; You are my golden key to open the door to happiness; You are my guide in the journey of life; You are my conductor playing the music of life.

Teacher, I want to say to you: without you, maybe I will give up on myself; Without you, maybe I would be so addicted; Without you, there may be no prospect of my life; Without you, I might not be who I am today.

Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you for sheltering me from the wind and rain; Thank you for giving me warmth in the ice and snow; Thank you for cultivating my kindness; Thank you for understanding me.

Teacher, I want to say to you: every day you walk onto the podium with a straight face, and our happy mood after class is destroyed again. How I wish you could smile at the moment! At the beginning of the class, you were frowning all the time and suddenly woke up a classmate who was absent-minded to answer the question. Classmates Zhang Er and Shang are at a loss, and the answer is wrong. The teacher suddenly flew into a rage and asked him what was wrong. "The students in the back told me," he explained. The whole class burst into laughter, but the teacher didn't laugh. He still frowned and stared at us like an arrow. We had to shut up immediately and sit quietly. At this time, how we hope the teacher can smile! In this way, your unhappiness and your classmates' carelessness may drift away in a smile, and the distance between us and you will become closer because of this smile.

After class, many students ran to the podium and wanted to talk to you, but they were busy asking you, "What is it?" We were just about to speak when we were embarrassed to speak. At that time, how we hoped that you could smile and chat with us easily!

"Smile, ten years younger, we will learn better; Laughing is really relaxing, worrying and sad. " I have written such children's songs or poems before, but I dare not sing them. When can I sing them happily in front of you?

Finally, teacher, I want to say to you: the new year has come, I wish you good health, happiness, harmony and beauty, and spend every day happily! Good people are safe all their lives! !

Teacher, I want to tell you.

The teacher, a good mother in my heart, will distribute love to every child equally. Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a small fish, playing on your chest.

Teacher, I want to say thank you. In the past two years, you have not only taught me a lot of knowledge, but also taught me the truth of life. Under the guidance of your teacher, my composition has also made great progress and my grades have gradually improved. I am very grateful to you for this.

Teacher, roses can only be bright and dazzling under the nourishment of sunshine, and grass can only flourish under the nourishment of rain and dew. We have sunshine and rain.

The teacher, a good mother in my heart, will distribute love to every child equally. Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a small fish, playing on your chest.

A good teacher in my heart, she should have broad love. Teacher, you are like dew, gently sprinkled on the strong new seedlings.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you are great. You are like a spring silkworm, quietly weaving our ideal silk thread. Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a boat, floating in your arms. Teacher, you are a gardener, and I seem to thrive under your hard care ... I love you. "

These, perhaps, are the words of a wayward child who is spoiled by you.

Teacher, I want to tell you.

Teacher, since the day I went to school, you have been standing on the podium giving lectures, and I have been sitting down and listening. Let's go somewhere else today. Please sit down and listen to me.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you have worked hard! You are like a candle, burning and consuming yourself constantly, illuminating our bright future and warming our young hearts; You are like an industrious gardener, watering and fertilizing our seedlings, so that we can thrive. I often think like this: Is the silver thread in your temple stained with chalk dust? We made the fine lines around your eyes one by one, didn't we?

Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you! It is you who make the friendship between my classmates and me stronger. When I was about to leave 167 group school, you and your classmates were so reluctant to part. You sacrificed your rest time to take a photo with my classmates. The precious lens will be treasured in my heart forever. You also organized the whole class to hold a farewell party for me At the farewell party, my classmates expressed their feelings of farewell to me and gave me gifts. You are urging me and asking me, as if you were sending your children out of the city. Dear teacher, it's you again, which makes me quickly integrate into the new group of 165 Youth League School. I remember the first time I walked into this school gate, my heart was so uneasy and hesitant: strange classmates and strange teachers, will they welcome me? At this time, you came to me with a smile, led me to the classroom and asked me kindly: Do you dare to introduce yourself to your classmates? I see encouragement in your eyes. When I introduced myself, my classmates accepted me with applause and smiles. Ah, I study and live in a harmonious atmosphere again.

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Teacher, I want to say to you: if I am a star, then you are a bright moon, accompanying me in the dark; If I am a small tree, then you are a diligent gardener, and I thrive under your careful care.

Once, when I was in class, I felt a stomachache. The teacher came up to me and asked me what was wrong. I said, "I have a stomachache." The teacher rushed me to the hospital. After the doctor diagnosed me, I got appendicitis and needed an operation immediately. The teacher paid for the operation. When my parents arrived, I was out of danger. I sincerely thank the teacher. Not only that, the teacher makes up lessons for me in the hospital every day until I leave the hospital. With the help of the teacher, my course didn't fall behind. You not only care about me in life, but also encourage me in my study.

I remember once, I got a score of 100, and the teacher said: You are the best. However, in one exam, I got 60 points. Instead of blaming me, the teacher encouraged me to say that failure is the mother of success. With the encouragement of my teacher, my academic performance has been very stable now.

Teacher, I want to say to you: "with your encouragement, my grades will gradually improve." With your help, I can thrive. I will live up to your expectations, grow into a tree and become the pillar of the motherland. "

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Teacher, I want to say to you: if I am a star, then you are a bright moon, accompanying me in the dark; If I am a small tree, then you are a diligent gardener, and I thrive under your careful care.

Once, when I was in class, I felt a stomachache. The teacher came up to me and asked me what was wrong. I said, "I have a stomachache." The teacher rushed me to the hospital. After the doctor diagnosed me, I got appendicitis and needed an operation immediately. The teacher paid for the operation. When my parents arrived, I was out of danger. I sincerely thank the teacher. Not only that, the teacher makes up lessons for me in the hospital every day until I leave the hospital. With the help of the teacher, my course didn't fall behind. You not only care about me in life, but also encourage me in my study.

I remember once, I got a score of 100, and the teacher said: You are the best. However, in one exam, I got 60 points. Instead of blaming me, the teacher encouraged me to say that failure is the mother of success. With the encouragement of my teacher, my academic performance has been very stable now.

Teacher, I want to say to you: "with your encouragement, my grades will gradually improve." With your help, I can thrive. I will live up to your expectations, grow into a tree and become the pillar of the motherland. "

Teacher, I want to tell you that you are like a hardworking gardener; We are flowers. It is you who irrigate us with sweat, moisten us with tears and accompany our teachers with smiles. Everyone says that you have cultivated the pillars of the motherland. I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. You have propped up the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Teacher, I want to say to you: you are my stepping stone to open wisdom; You are my golden key to open the door to happiness; You are my guide in the journey of life; You are my conductor playing the music of life. Some people say: you are a silkworm, and you can't spit out that endless love until you die! Some people say: you are a candle, shed the last tear and light up the dark night sky; Some people also say: you are the morning dew, always before dawn, silently moistening everything on the earth; Others say: you are the sunset glow. When the sun comes back, you burn the sky with the last ray of light. Dear teacher, I want to say to you: you are the disseminator of human culture and the promoter of world progress; You are the spring breeze, blowing the mountains green, and you are the sunshine, illuminating every corner; You are a red candle, spreading light and heat to the world without stint; You came from the ocean of knowledge, holding a handful of spring water in your hand, sweating all the way, nourishing my thirsty heart and giving me persistent desire. When the wax torch turns to ash, you are immortal; When the silk runs out, you will be eternal!

Hello, dear teacher! I have a lot to say to you, but I dare not say it, because I am too timid, so I will take the opportunity of this composition contest to pour it out.

Grandpa asked me to make a small invention to cultivate my innovative thinking ability, but my daily homework weighed me down like a hill, and I still remember the scene that night.

The alarm clock rang a few times, and my parents should urge me to sleep again, but I still have a lot of homework to do. I saw the words on my notebook crawling around like bugs, and soon they became blurred ... I saw a star coming up to me and said, "Come and play with me in the sky, little friend". It grabbed my hand. With a bang, the pencil fell to the ground and woke me up. It was a dream. I looked up at the bright stars in the sky that day, still so carefree and unrestrained …

Teacher, I doubt that you have a childhood. I don't think more homework is necessarily good for us. As long as you don't listen in class, it's no use leaving more homework. We have been in class for seven or eight hours a day, and we are already very tired.

Some students say that there is too much homework. Say the word "alas" again and you will let him write it five times. Teacher, I want to give you some advice here. Do not leave too much homework. Don't leave your homework on Sunday. Let's have a Sunday of our own.

Well, that's all I said, teacher. What would you do after listening to what I said? What are you thinking about?

1. Dear Miss Wang:

Thank you for your hard cultivation over the years. Now, I will leave you and' XX Primary School'. My heart is really excited, grateful and reluctant.

To tell the truth, you are my most admired and favorite teacher in primary school. This is not only because of your erudition, but also because of your smiling face and the spirit of admitting mistakes.

I remember a few days ago, I kept bothering you with questions I didn't understand. You not only patiently explained to me, but also smiled on your face. When we disagreed, you not only emphasized that you were right, but after consulting with other teachers, you carefully explained it to me and convinced me. Once, I asked you a question at school. After school, I thought: Forget it, ask tomorrow! But you invited me to your home, which is a wish I can't even dream of. That night, as soon as I entered your house, you greeted me with a big smile, then turned off the TV, told me the topic and finished it. I talked to you again. I know you spend your time talking about this topic for me. You must be very tired at the end of the day, but you also helped me talk about the topic. This may be the reason why I admire you!

Another point is that you dare to admit your mistakes in front of students.

A few days ago, my classmate and you had a disagreement on a sentence. After class, you look up the dictionary with us. As a result, we were right, but you didn't feel a little unhappy. At that time, you said to our door, "This word is very special. Alone, this model reads' mú', but in a big way, this model reads' mó'. You see, I put all this. At this time, a funny expression appeared on your face, which made the students laugh. In the laughter, I think it's great that a teacher can treat his mistakes so sincerely, but I will never forget you!

Finally: I wish you good health and smooth work.

Your student: Qiang Wei

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Dear Chinese teacher:

Hello!

Life has changed a lot since I entered this school. I have to do everything by myself. Once upon a time, when I got home, I kept talking and arguing, but now I'm silent. ...

From the moment I stepped into the school gate, I knew that I could no longer rely on my parents for everything as before. I am already a real junior one student. Every day before dawn, you must get out of the warm bed, and the life of the day begins again. When I came to the classroom, faced with strange faces, I felt unprecedented fear. The bell rang and the teacher came into the classroom slowly, which brought great changes to my mind. It turns out that the teachers in Shashi Middle School are not as serious as I expected, especially Mr. Wang left a deep impression on me: chubby body, short figure, smiling face, soft tone, humorous words ... I never thought that the in-depth study would have such a great impact on me. I am a very proud person, if I were here.

What bothers me most is that teachers often rob other "minor courses" for their so-called "main courses", which makes me wonder. Is it only "Chinese, Mathematics and Foreign Languages" that is the most important course for a student? Don't biology, art and politics count as homework? Why do teachers only care about their own selfish desires and deprive students of their freedom? I haven't found the answers to these questions yet. Especially these two days, I have been tutoring Chinese or English, English or math all day.

Teacher, why can't you make our life easier and always push us into a corner before giving up? I hope you can make us happy under your "Wuzhishan" and smile more. The boss's long face will only make us feel the majesty of the teacher and narrow the distance between teachers and students.

Teacher, can you hear my heart?

Time flies. In a blink of an eye, it has been 20 years. Are you okay, teacher?

Teacher, I want to say to you: your voice and smile, your gestures, always show in front of my eyes; Your concern and love have been lingering in my mind; Your inculcation is vivid in my mind. When you are with us, everything is vivid.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you have given me confidence in learning; It is you who have given me the courage to live, the motivation to work hard and the hope for a better future.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you are my stepping stone to open wisdom; You are my golden key to open the door to happiness; You are my guide in the journey of life; You are my conductor playing the music of life.

Teacher, I want to say to you: without you, maybe I will give up on myself; Without you, maybe I would be so addicted; Without you, there may be no prospect of my life; Without you, I might not be who I am today.

Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you for sheltering me from the wind and rain; Thank you for giving me warmth in the ice and snow; Thank you for cultivating my kindness; Thank you for understanding me.

Teacher, I want to say to you: It's the New Year. I wish you good health, happiness, harmony and happiness. Good people are safe all their lives! !

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I will never forget who taught me to think; Never forget who is leading the way in confusion; Never forget who made the world have love and the sound of books; Never forget who built the temple of knowledge with hard work.

Some people say: you are a silkworm, and you can't spit out that endless love until you die! Some people say: you are a candle, shed the last tear and light up the dark night sky; Some people also say: you are the morning dew, always before dawn, silently moistening everything on the earth; Others say: you are the sunset glow. When the sun comes back, you burn the sky with the last ray of light. Teacher! You said it yourself: what I long for most is paving the way, and the happiest thing is burning; I am just a wisp of smoke in the blue sky, not seeking luxury, but beauty lies in nature; I am just an old stepping stone on the journey, a distant cold star in the dark; I'm just, I'm just a drop of water in the surging river, coming quietly and going calmly. Dear teacher! You drew a rainbow on the blackboard, but it erased the effect; On the podium, you lifted others, but gave yourself; Years make your face old, and chalk makes your sideburns white. You have released a lot of hope, but you are still guarding the nest! Dear teacher, I want to say to you: you are the greeting of the morning star and the companion star of the Big Dipper; You are a cultivator of three feet of land and a driver of three-inch tools; You are the disseminator of human culture and the promoter of the world; You are the designer of the human soul and the reverser of the society. You are the spring breeze, blowing the mountains green, and you are the sunshine, illuminating every corner; You are a lighthouse, guiding the boat of confusion to ride the ocean of knowledge, and you are a red candle, spreading light and heat to the world without stint; You dyed the branches of Chimonanthus praecox red with the feeling of hot coals, burned yourself, and gave me a yearning for spring, a green leaf of hope; You turned the iceberg made of books into snowflakes, turned my hair into gray, gave me pure dreams and gave me strong wings in the cold wind; You came from the ocean of knowledge, holding a handful of spring water in your hand, sweating all the way, nourishing my thirsty heart and giving me persistent desire. When the wax torch turns to ash, you are immortal; When the silk runs out, you will be eternal! Don't look back, string up the footsteps of Spring and Autumn. My life moves on in your expectant eyes. ...

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Teacher: I want to say to you: "I am a middle school student." Maybe in the eyes of my parents and teachers, we are still children, a group of newly sprouted bamboo shoots. " But after a spring rain, we grew up and became tender bamboo. The spring rain came slowly, and what we need more is fertile land. If we are bamboo shoots and spring rain is time, then the fertile land is the teacher. When we have time, we need land more. Only when teachers help us can we grow. Only by constantly moistening our teachers can we grow into tender bamboos, and after time polishing, we will become strong bamboos with deep roots and luxuriant leaves. Teacher, I also hope you can talk to us like a friend, so that we can study in a relaxed environment. Since Class 0803 is our "home" for the next three years, you are a member of this family and our friend. We should not treat you as a teacher, but as our family, the family we live together every day. Friends who can talk and complain in their spare time. I think this middle school is very strict. It is unrealistic for teachers to be friends with classmates, but we still want to be friends with you. Finally, I want to wish you a happy Teacher's Day! "

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Teacher, I want to tell you.

Xu Benyao, Class 5, Grade 4, Taidong Sixth Road Primary School, Shibei District, Qingdao City, Shandong Province

This is a very small story, which happened on the third day when I just transferred to Liu Lu Primary School in Taitung, Qingdao. At that time, everything at school was still strange to me. After school that afternoon, I packed my schoolbag as usual and went back to my grandmother's house. When I got home, I just took out my homework and didn't write a few words when I remembered that I hadn't written my math homework yet. Fortunately, grandma's house is close to school, so I ran back to school and rushed to the second floor. When I opened the door, I found the door locked. Although I can see through the glass on the door that the homework has not been erased, I can't see what the homework is because of the reflection of sunlight. This feeling of sighing at the ocean is really worrying. At this time, a young female teacher with flowing long hair came up to me and asked me, "Why don't you go home so late?" My heart is full of joy, because someone who can help me has finally arrived, but my face is anxious. When the teacher learned that I forgot to remember my math homework before I came back, she said earnestly, "Be careful next time!" " "And go to the guidance office and ask the reception room if there is a key to our class! I immediately rushed downstairs, went to the reception room to get the key, opened the door and went into the classroom to finish my homework quickly. I was relieved and relaxed at once. Then it suddenly occurred to me that I haven't said thank you to the teacher yet! But I am very grateful to this teacher. Teacher, I want to say to you: "Thank you so much! " "

Chinese teacher, I want to say thank you!

You made me understand the leisure of Tao Yuanming's "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely", but how easy is it to live a leisurely life? In the hectic life, I found a moment's leisure from a book.

It was a summer night, and the bright moonlight shone on the ground through branches, forming a shadow. I lie prone on my desk, bemoaning my test paper. Then grandma came in slowly and handed me a book. "Come and have a look." This is a blank sheet of paper with three Chinese characters "Celebrity Turn" written on it. I turned around and saw the shadow of the window railing on the ground, like the shadow of bamboo and cypress. I hope it can bring me the leisure of that moment in "Night Tour in Chengtian Temple".

When I opened the book, I was deeply attracted by the story of Beethoven in it. He plays on the piano with fascination, and his dexterous fingers move quickly on the keys. My whole body seems to be dissolved in the book, as if I stood beside him quietly, studying his obsession with music, listening to his gripping piano sound, and beautiful music, like a running water, washed away my frustration and eliminated my anxiety. My heart rises and falls with the ups and downs of the story, temporarily forgetting my troubles and avoiding the tense and complicated life. This feeling is really comfortable, really a leisurely leisure!

Closing the pages, I looked up at the bright moonlight. The moon stone is so light, and the shadow of the branches on the ground seems to be dancing, which reminds me of "dancing to find the shadow, how is it like being on earth?" This poem. Oh, from down-and-out frustration to romantic frustration, maybe you can live with your head up! I tried to recall the story in Celebrity Turn. After Beethoven was deaf, didn't he also raise his head and shout, "I want to seize fate by the throat"?

A moment of leisure makes me unforgettable. I dispelled the sadness and lament in my heart from a moment of leisure, and got a moment of peace and calm. From a moment of leisure, I also picked up the lost treasure: self-confidence, upward, head high life.

After a moment of leisure, I felt full of strength and self-confidence, so I hid the biography of Who under my pillow, did it again and went back to my desk. I skillfully unzipped my schoolbag, took out my book and put it on the table. Full of energy! After a moment of leisure, I will bravely and confidently face the setbacks and challenges in my life!