I hope you can tell me which teacher is better.

Everyone has a teacher, and of course I am no exception. Of all the teachers, my teacher Li Hongchun impressed me the most. He is our math teacher and our head teacher. She is serious and humorous, and is an optimistic teacher. When she is serious, her eyes are wide open and her tone suddenly becomes harsh, but most of the time we see her humorous side. Although wearing glasses, we can still see her ""in her eyes. In a math class, everyone is listening carefully. Suddenly, a classmate slipped away, and a warning immediately appeared in front of her, as if to say, please don't slip away again. The classmate found the atmosphere wrong and sat down at once. We burst into laughter and all praised it as really amazing. She has been with us for four years and has long been an indispensable good friend in my life. I hope you can spend these wonderful times in primary school with us. Yes, my teacher is a gardener and my teacher is a mother. Teacher Chen is such a person. To students, she is like a gardener and a mother. She left a deep and beautiful memory of my primary school life, and the teacher wrote words. Teacher Chen took over our class in the sixth grade. We haven't been together long, but she has become the person I admire most. She is of medium height, with long shawl hair, always neatly combed, and her bright eyes sparkle with confidence and determination. Always smiling when you see us. Don't think she is kind. Besides being kind, she is also a strict teacher! My study is not very good. But Mr. Chen didn't abandon me after taking over. She often makes up lessons for me alone after school. Remember the mid-term exam last semester. Our playful comments are not in place yet. Teacher Chen is very worried about me. Gave me a good scolding. Urge me to review carefully after school every day. There are also several times to make up lessons for me after school until 7 o'clock. Not only she is hungry, but also her 7-year-old daughter is hungry with us. What a pity to think of it now! Besides being kind to me, Mr. Chen is equally responsible to all the students. Last semester was near the final exam. The students all came to school early for self-study classes. But the first teacher to come to school every day, Mr. Chen, will come to class soon, but he has never come. The students are all talking about it. At this time, the Chinese teacher came and said, "Teacher Chen's child is ill and may not be able to come today." As soon as the Chinese teacher's voice fell, there was a discussion in the classroom. The teacher knocked on the table. "Quiet, quiet. Now review the formula by yourself. Please open the page ... "At this moment, the door of the classroom was suddenly pushed open. Mr. Chen came in panting, wiped the sweat on his head with his hand and said, "I'm sorry, classmates." The teacher came late. Class begins now. "Tian-yuan li stood up and shouted," teacher, isn't your daughter sick? "You'd better go back and take care of her, and we'll review our lessons ourselves!" "Yes, yes" echoed in the classroom. Teacher Chen held out her hand and the classroom suddenly became quiet. "The exam is coming in a few days, and I won't let you fall behind in your homework. Lutz is watched by some children, so you can rest assured! Besides, you are also my child! " I was moved by the teacher's words. Since then, I have planted a seed of love in my gentle heart. This is our teacher Chen, such as the gardener and mother's teacher Chen. I will never forget Miss Chen, thank you! My teacher I used to have many teachers. In my eyes, they are all excellent, but I think the best teacher is Miss Deng. Teachers are the most glorious profession in the world. Some people say that teachers are engineers of the human soul. I have such a teacher that I can't forget it. She is still-Miss Deng. Miss Deng is my new concept teacher. I remember that my English was not good. I always fail in exams, and I can't get more than 80 points. But my English score in school has been above 80, and my mother began to worry about my new concept. I think a lot, but I can't. Some have tutors, some have extracurricular books ... but to me, they are all clouds. At this time, my mother has no choice. The day before the new concept mid-term exam: "Di Rinrin ..." My mother called, and it turned out to be Teacher Deng. After some discussion, my mother sent me to New Oriental and said that she would help me. I wondered, thinking: The teacher outside, no matter how bad the students did in the exam, has nothing to do with him, but this teacher Deng is different. She cares about this student very much. Even if the student is worse, she will encourage him and will not be discouraged! When I arrived in New Oriental, Mr. Deng was already waiting at the door of the classroom early. My mother sent me back to the classroom. Teacher Deng taught me seriously and patiently while coughing. Teacher Deng told me the knowledge points of each lesson in a small voice. Despite her sore throat, he spoke to me at the top of his voice. An hour passed, and Miss Deng went home. She had been through a lot. Yes, I am very touched. I made up my mind to get more than 80 points in the exam. Today is the day of the exam. I believe I can. The exam has already started. Teacher Deng always accompanied me and looked at me ... After the exam, Teacher Deng expressed her affirmation with a bright smile. After class on Sunday, I couldn't wait to come to the classroom and start reporting my grades. I feel heavy, thinking: If I don't do well in the exam, I won't live up to Teacher Deng's painstaking efforts. When reporting for duty, Teacher Deng said, "This time, I want to praise a classmate. She has been failing the exam, but this time she got 85 points. She is an X. I blushed, took the paper and read it carefully. When I got home, I told my mother about it. She said: "This is not your credit, but the credit of Teacher Deng. You should thank her. No teacher is so dedicated and serious to her. " Teacher Deng is a dedicated teacher. In my eyes, she is an excellent teacher. I want to thank her and my teacher Deng. My teacher, my English teacher Wang Xxia, although she is short, she is extremely tall in my heart; She never wears heavy makeup, but she is as beautiful as an angel in my heart. Teacher Wang treats people with humor. She often hangs out with students after class, talking and laughing, and often gives us money. Although she is an adult, in my heart, oh, no, but in our heart, she is a child who will never grow up and play with us. But once in class, Mr. Wang is as strict as a different person. She teaches very well. In the graduating class she trained, many students in the class were admitted to famous schools. I also want to learn from those big brothers and sisters, we are the same teacher, and we should be admitted to a good school like them! Teacher Wang said "teaching students in accordance with their aptitude". For good students, such as monitor, study committee member, etc. She can say she doesn't care about anything. As for the middle-class students in our school, just spend a little effort to remember and check their homework. And for those "bad" students. She was doubly worried. She often takes advantage of their surprise to make a "comeback" or "surprise inspection". Like that time. Our class didn't do very well, but she woke up crying. Miss Wang came to inspect her just now. When she saw that Miss Wang had left, she took out the comic book with alacrity and looked at it with great interest. She felt someone patting her on the shoulder and said impatiently, "Oh, didn't you see Miss Wang leave? Finally have time to read comics, don't delay ... ". Taking her word, she seemed to realize something. She looked up and watched intently. Oh, my God-Miss Wang! I saw Mr. Wang, who was "the top of Mount Tai", just about to swing away. At that moment, he woke up in tears and came with his head in his hands. We girls laughed at the side. (voiceover: It's not that we girls gloat, it's that boys and girls in our class are at odds. Hahaha! However, humorous cells appeared in Miss Wang's body, which made her just hit the head with thousands of tears after waking up. She immediately stroked her head and waved it all the way to Miss Wang's own head. She smiled when she combed her hair. I know, Teacher Wang woke up a thousand tears with the action of combing her hair. Miss Wang smiled and said, "Wake up and cry a thousand times, you little prick, come on!" I woke up in tears, but I couldn't laugh. I nodded and said I was sorry. After Mr. Wang left, we girls burst into "long-lost" laughter, hahahahahahahahahahaha ... We woke up with tears and smiled shamelessly. This is our teacher Wang, a flawless and knowledgeable teacher in my mind! My teacher, the word is so abstract. If you write "Yan Chen" before the word teacher. Yes, I want to write about the strict teacher Chen. Most of his students will say, "Well said, it speaks our mind." However, I think Mr. Chen is kind. As long as we pay attention to the teacher's appearance every day, we will find that Mr. Chen's eyes are bloodshot and the dark circles under his eyes are obviously exposed on his face. It seems that the teacher is a few years older. I am sure that the teacher has devoted his youth to our research. Teachers are highly responsible to their students. In order to improve our classmates' writing level, he specially went to Qiaoqiao Xinhua Bookstore and selected many compositions for us to read. In order not to let us be lazy, he asked us to remember the good words and sentences in it. Every time we have a Chinese class, we should write words and sentences in two minutes. On the one hand, you can practice fonts well, on the other hand, you can accumulate words. In addition, write a composition and a good sentence every Friday or Thursday. I am a student who often makes mistakes. Sometimes I fail as a class cadre, sometimes I can't be silent because of dictation, sometimes I talk in class and so on. Teachers often talk to me. Once, the teacher asked me to collect the homework paper for rhetorical questions and declarative sentences in the afternoon. At that time, because of inattention in class, in the afternoon, the teacher suddenly asked, "Where is the homework paper?" I am as confused as a monk in Zhang Er. At this moment, Teacher Chen said this: "Guan was dismissed." Suddenly, there was silence in the classroom. I bowed my head in shame, and my tears disappeared after a brush. After school, Mr. Chen called me to the office. The teacher said to me: "Your academic performance has plummeted recently, not because your brain is rusty, not because your IQ is lower than others, but because your learning attitude is not correct." One. The homework required by the teacher was handed in late. What the teacher asked was not completed. Don't concentrate in class. Now I'll give you one last chance. You are still the representative of Chinese, so do it well. I give you a few words: be diligent, be diligent, but be lazy, be ashamed and be brave. Go back! "After listening, my heart is boiling. Teacher Chen is really a more sacred teacher than the teacher. I will not live up to your expectations and give you the best gift-the best result. My teacher, everyone says that you are the pillar of cultivating the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland, and my teacher wrote the words. 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! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Your lecture is rich and colorful. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me, and let me see a beautiful new world ... Ah, with you, it is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Ah, teacher, engineer of human soul, who is not praising you! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness. Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness! Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty. It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart! You are more like a nameless root, let the young trees grow sturdily, let the branches bear rich fruits, but ask for nothing in return. You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere. You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest; You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff. When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water. And when you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water. Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is your art of education. Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people. The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile. Teacher, you use the noblest feelings of human beings-love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing strength ... sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher. You work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland; You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland. Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines. There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored. If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea. And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher. Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step. You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as turbulent as a rushing river ... Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life. Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you. Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world. The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others. Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you! My Teacher When I was in kindergarten, a teacher Liu was very kind to me, so I haven't forgotten her until now. Once it rained heavily, many children were picked up by their parents, leaving only me and two children in the activity room. Although my family lives in the family building behind the kindergarten, it rains heavily and I don't have an umbrella. My parents went out, too. At that time, I was young and didn't have a key to my home. After waiting for a long time, the two children have been picked up and my mother hasn't come to pick me up yet. It happened that Mr. Liu was on duty this day. Seeing my anxious appearance, he came over and stroked my head and said, "Yifan, go to the teacher's house." The teacher will cook for you. When your mother comes back, the teacher will take you home. Will you have fun with your little brother? " Seeing Mr. Liu's kind face and gentle words, I nodded involuntarily. Then my teacher and I walked in the rain with umbrellas. The teacher's home is not far from the kindergarten. On the way, Teacher Liu gave me the big face of the umbrella and the small face to herself. I came to the teacher's house and saw my little brother, who was only a few months old. He just said, "e-e-e-e" is really funny. The teacher wiped her bright black hair and asked me what to eat. I said, "Miss Liu, suit yourself. I can eat anything. " The teacher smiled. The next day, I came to the kindergarten and found that Miss Liu was ill, with a terrible sore throat and a headache, but she still insisted on coming to work. During the lunch break, the teacher told us to go to bed and sit in the chair by ourselves, eating black, round and big pills, which was hard to swallow. I'm sorry to see them. It's all my fault. Yesterday, the teacher caught a cold. When I got up in the afternoon, I said "sorry" to my teacher. At first, the teacher was "puzzled by monk Zhang Er". Later, she smiled, and her petal-like lips widened, making her look more beautiful. She said to me, "neither you nor I are sad, but we were frozen stiff last night." "I'm even sadder to hear that. The teacher is trying not to make me sad! What a good teacher! I care about not only my family, but also my children. I don't know how many children like me have been cared for and loved by teachers. What a kind mother! Treat everyone around her with her pure and kind heart. Unfortunately, now that she has transferred to another kindergarten, I can hardly see her. But I still remember my teacher's amiable face. Miss Liu, how I miss you! My teacher, Mr. Chen, cares most about students. I was sick once, and it was very uncomfortable. When Mr. Chen saw it, he immediately ran over and asked me, "What's the matter?" I said, "I'm sick." Teacher Chen touched my head gently and replied, "Alas, Zhu, you have a fever!" " You immediately asked me, "Do you want to go home?" I looked at Mr. Chen's affectionate eyes and said, "Mr. Chen, I can't do it." I’m going home. "You took out your pen in a hurry, wrote a note and handed it to me at once. I was deeply moved at this moment. Teacher Chen is really a good teacher who cares about his students. My teacher Chen corrects her homework carefully. We all play after class, but Mr. Chen never plays and has been correcting his homework carefully. Once, we just finished the exam and the class was over. As soon as we got off the phone, we rushed to cook with lunch boxes. But we didn't notice that Mr. Chen didn't cook, but corrected it meticulously. Our classmates finally noticed that Teacher Chen didn't eat, and immediately said to Teacher Chen, "Teacher Chen, have a meal. "But the teacher said," Things should be done one by one. I must change yours before eating! " "This sentence deeply touched us, and we are proud of having such a good teacher! Our teacher Chen is really a good teacher who loves students and is responsible for his work! Among the teachers who have taught me, I like Miss Chen best. Her figure is medium, and her oval face has some faint spots, but this has not affected her beauty in my heart. There are bright eyes under her faint eyebrows. Our teacher Chen is really a good teacher who loves students and is responsible for his work!