My teacher's eighth grade composition

In daily study, work and life, everyone will inevitably contact or use composition. According to the different writing time limit, composition can be divided into limited composition and unlimited composition. Have no clue when writing a composition? The following is the eighth grade composition (selected 1 1) collected by my teacher for your reference only. I hope it will help you.

My teacher's composition for Grade 8 1 People will meet many teachers in their life, among which Liang Jun, who will be our head teacher in the next semester of Grade 8, impressed me the most.

As the saying goes, "a new official takes office with three fires." As soon as Mr. Liang took office, the school held large-scale activities to let Mr. Liang show his talents!

This is a poetry reading contest. When Mr. Liang announced the news at the class meeting, his face was still full of excited smiles. He said, "We should take this opportunity to impress all the teachers and students in our class." Because of this sentence, the enthusiasm of our class was mobilized.

In the next few days, we all racked our brains to figure out how to make this activity higher. Finally, a few days later, Teacher Liang and I came up with a plan: recite Yue Fei's lyrics and sing the song "Serve the country faithfully". After the plan is confirmed, we will start to implement it immediately. Some students borrowed clothes and props, too many chefs dressed another student as Yue Fei, actively rehearsed during recess, and specially borrowed colorful flags from school to create momentum. Everyone took great pains!

Finally, on the day of the competition, our whole class took to the rostrum with great excitement. The background music soon brought us into the situation, and we instantly crossed the battlefield of the Song Dynasty thousands of years ago. ...

Thunderous applause and cheers woke me up, so we performed on the stage! Our class got applause and made impressive achievements.

This is the "first fire". What about the "second fire"? Please see below.

This second fire is the "Dragon and Lion Dance" we brought at the opening ceremony of the sports meeting. At that time, we were all thinking about how to make our class make a stunning appearance at the opening ceremony. The students can be said to have racked their brains: "I heard that Class Four is making doves for peace. Why don't we do it? " "No, it's not cost-effective to spend more money on peace pigeons, and it's not environmentally friendly enough." ...

Everyone talked about it, and finally Mr. Liang came up with his own idea. He asked first, "Who can borrow the dragon and lion?" As long as someone can borrow these things, the problem will be easy. There was silence in the classroom, and then the cheers boiled. ...

A classmate borrowed a dragon and lion from his hometown. Teacher Liang selected a few lean boys, and then personally taught them to dance the dragon and lion. He first talked about the essentials of the action, then demonstrated it by himself until everyone danced more vividly and brilliantly, and then let everyone practice it by themselves. The students went all out and cooperated tacitly, which made enter the dragon a wonderful scene at the opening ceremony of the sports meeting.

This is our teacher Liang Jun. She is smart and enthusiastic!

My teacher is slim, with black hair and a delicate white face. She is very approachable. She is usually informal, but she has a beautiful smile. She is our head teacher, Miss Chen Yan.

Teacher Chen is the enlightener of our knowledge. She is in charge of Chinese teaching in our class. She is conscientious and responsible in every class. Look, "Chai Chenglin, what are the characteristics of Yan Jiansheng?" Teacher Chen asks questions. With a bang, I saw a boy stand up. "Yan Jiansheng has ... already ..." He scratched his hair shyly.

"Who will speak for him?" The teacher turned his eyes to other students.

"me!" "me!" Everyone scrambled to say, "He is the image of a miser who loves money like life!" " "A classmate replied.

"Chai Chenglin, say it again!" In order to make every student master it, Mr. Chen often asks students who can't answer before to say it again. "Yan Jiansheng is a miser who loves money like life!" Chai Chenglin finally told everything, and Mr. Chen asked him to sit down contentedly. Look, Mr. Chen is very responsible

The teacher spoke beautifully, eloquently and brilliantly, and the cadence attracted the students to listen attentively, just like dozens of flowers quietly enjoying the gardener's watering.

"Ding Lingling ..." Students, "Review the first lesson today ... What are the writing features of this text? Find out the sentence first, say the technique, and then say the experience! Give you five minutes! " The students are looking for it seriously, and Teacher Chen is not idle. Here, take a look, ask, guide, take a look again, ask and praise! Because of this, the students like her class very much.

Teacher Chen is also our ideological guide. She usually pays great attention to our ideological quality, and will educate us in combination with the actual life, so that we can make progress in all aspects.

Teacher Chen, you are like a seeder, sowing ideal seeds in our hearts.

My teacher is in his thirties and has a pair of rustic leather shoes. Unlike other handsome and beautiful teachers, Mr. Chen seems to be born a loser. But he looks optimistic. This is him, unique, unique, like a "respected" soldier. But we like you to be teased.

I remember my first class here, and your words made my heart surge. How many such kind teachers can I meet in my life? My uneasy mood was also attracted by a little joke. Teacher Chen's self-deception ability is so strong that he calls himself an immoral teacher. My classmates and I couldn't help laughing. In this first class, you left a deep impression on me, feeling like a spring breeze blowing across my face.

In fact, in my heart, Mr. Chen is a handsome boy. It's awkward, but I still work hard. He tried to change himself from a "handsome man" recognized by his classmates to a "handsome man". But he failed, and he went to exercise angrily ... Finally, the coach who promised to turn him into a handsome man also ran away-the coach was probably afraid that it was too difficult ... "There is a saying that' concentration is the essence', but the key point is' concentration'!" I have never seen such a self-deprecating person.

He told us a story. When he was in Japan, he walked into a clothing store with his classmates to take a selfie, but the students made fun of him-he added, "Look at me so cute, do you have the heart to hurt me?" . His teeth were so white at that time. He is a teacher who likes to tell his feelings with facial expressions and actions, such as pouting in class.

He likes listening to Jay Chou's songs. He is just like Mr. Fujino, and we are Lu Xun. He is also tolerant of others and corrects mistakes in time. He is a good student in his eyes. The greeting card he handed me personally asked me to write a letter. Although it was not addressed to him, I benefited a lot from his different guidance.

Teacher, although you are a little embarrassed, you are unique in our eyes. I hope you can realize your dream and become the person you dream of. I am willing to be your student forever.

My teacher looked up at the opposite office when she was reading Grade 8 Composition 4. The door was half open and the teacher's figure came into view. I watched it for a long time, but the teacher never looked up. At that moment, my heart was as soft as a river. Teacher, from time to time, you always touch me.

remember ...

Because of my fault, I forgot to finish the task assigned by the teacher. In a rage, the teacher let out malicious words, "Don't go to eat at noon without a good back." I grew up in a humble abode, and my parents taught me to listen to my teacher at school. The teacher's words, the parents' life, I really "forgot to eat and sleep" to recite the content in class.

During the lunch break, the teacher heard that we didn't have lunch, and we were shocked. We don't understand the anxiety, and many emotions surge in our eyes-adults' minds are unclear. "Why did you come back so slowly? I didn't come back before. It has been renovated for two or three days!" Although the words from my mouth were slightly reproachful, I saw the worry and distress in her eyes. Soon, the teacher turned and left.

I am so absorbed in something that I don't know what it is that I don't know when the teacher will come back. She handed out a bottle of yogurt to every student who obeyed orders. I dare not look up into her eyes, but I can't help but want to look. When my eyes collided, I read that the teacher's eyes were full of love, guilt, concern and gentleness. He patted his shoulder gently, like a mother's hand, warm and powerful. I was shocked all over. At that moment, I told myself that I would finish my homework carefully and never let the teacher worry again.

Teacher, you don't have to do this. In fact, what is really wrong is us! Teacher, thank you for your gentle education and hard work.

Turn around again, you are still buried in the homework pile, and I think of a poem "You are watching the scenery on the bridge, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs." The bright moon decorated your window, and you decorated other people's dreams. "Teacher, you decorated my dream.

My teacher is a national gardener, cultivating our budding flowers and bones; The teacher is a high lighthouse on the island, guiding our direction; A teacher is a long candle that burns itself and illuminates others. The teacher is an encyclopedia, teaching us all the knowledge in the book. I have three serious and knowledgeable teachers who nurture and take care of us like gardeners.

My math teacher is the most respected teacher in the school. Her teaching methods are novel and unique, and there are many kinds that we will never forget as long as we listen to them. I remember once the teacher led us to learn cones, only to see her take out a basin of water, a conical container and a cylindrical container and say, "Students, take a closer look at the similarities between cones and cylinders?" I took the lead in raising my hand. "Teacher, the base and height of a cone and a cylinder seem to be equal." "You're right, please sit down." This is what I want to talk about today-cone. "First of all, I filled the conical container with water, and then put it into a cylinder with the same bottom height, which is exactly 1/3 of the cylinder. What does this mean? " The student stood up and answered, "It means that the volume of a cone is 65438+ 0/3 of the volume of a cylinder." The teacher smiled and said, "You only got half the answer right. Who can add it? " I can't wait to raise my hand: "The teacher is in the case of equal bottom and equal height." "Great, you're right." I am secretly happy. Then the teacher introduced the volume formula of the cone, and we were very happy in that class.

Speaking only of math teachers, Chinese teachers are also very good teachers. She spoke fluently, and I listened with relish, so I got good grades in Chinese. When the Chinese teacher speaks the text, it is a great thing. Because the teacher can accurately explain the central sentence, sentence solution, paragraph and the last truth, we can understand it clearly after listening. Moreover, if I don't understand anything, I ask a teacher, and the teacher will answer my questions patiently, which is the greatest advantage of the teacher.

And my English teacher. I like English class because the English teacher looks like my mother. And the English teacher's pronunciation is very accurate, because the English teacher is very strict, so all the words are behind us, so we can learn so well. And the English teacher will give us a benefit every Friday: as long as you can recite one of the texts, you will be given less homework.

The knowledge and truth that these three teachers taught me will be in my heart all my life and will never be forgotten.

Today, I introduce my Chinese teacher to you. She is my head teacher. I get along with her every day, so I want to share her with you most.

She is over 30 years old and her height is 1.6 meters. She has a pair of glasses with thick lenses on her high nose, and behind them are a pair of smart eyes. Every time a classmate tells a lie, she will see through it at a glance. Every time a classmate speaks in class, Mr. Zhong gives them a look, and they will keep quiet. Besides, Mr. Zhong has a small mouth that can speak well, just like a diplomat.

The teacher speaks quickly and clearly, and the lecture is easy to understand and interesting. Teachers have clear rewards and punishments every time. We did a good job in our studies, our classes were clean, and we actively completed our tasks. She tried to give us all kinds of snacks. On Teacher's Day, she brought the chocolate her husband gave her to the class to share with us. Do you envy my teacher? However, when she punished us, it was also quite "horrible"! General writing is messy; There are too many wrong questions in homework at ordinary times; Cheating in exams; Don't listen carefully in class; At this time, Mr. Zhong will be holding a thin and slippery stick engraved with Disciples Rules, waiting for us to reach out. Her stick held high, but it didn't hurt as much as expected, because she had reduced her strength to the lightest when she fell. From this point, she can deeply feel that she doesn't want to hit us, and her sternness is full of love.

My teacher is sometimes a strict teacher; Sometimes like a naughty little sister; Sometimes like a loving mother.

She is very lively. In the early morning campus, she always takes us to jump rope, play football and run. Only our head teacher, Miss Zhong, and her 62 students exercise everywhere. In class, she will use humorous language to improve everyone's enthusiasm for answering questions; At the sports meeting, as long as there is an event in our class, she is even more excited and excited than us. I remember once, when I was far ahead in the last lap of our boys' 4* 100-meter relay race, Mr. Zhong grinned happily, cheered for me, raised his hands high, and was so excited that he wanted to pick me up. We are also very excited.

As long as one of the 62 children in our class is sick, the teacher is very worried, reminding us to drink more water and pay attention to personal hygiene. When she cooks for us at noon every day, she knows that we 62 people can't eat anything and will try to take care of us. I got appendicitis that year, and the teacher was so anxious that he asked me about my illness every day. After my operation, my teacher came to see me at home with gifts and blessings from my classmates, and said many words that moved me. I am very moved to think of it now!

This is Miss Zhong who loves us, and also Miss Zhong whom we love!

My teacher's eighth grade composition 7 There is a teacher in our class, whose name is like autumn leaves. It seems far-fetched to say that he is a teacher, but everyone in our class calls him "Miss Li".

Teacher Li must have a sense of humor, a common thing that others do; When he did it, his way of action made people laugh. Teacher Li is very good at sports, perhaps because he is good at sports. He is as excited as chicken blood all day.

Once, the teacher held an activity in the class. One of the projects is sketching. Oh! How can there be no teacher Li? He and his sketch team practiced in the corridor, and even though they were sweating, they still practiced ... The activity began, and Miss Li's team was vast and she walked to the podium. Miss Li got a pair of glasses from somewhere and put them on her nose. That's not enough. He moved them down a little, and a funny image appeared. He picked up a pen. On the blackboard, I wrote a big word "Li". "Hello, I'm your new Chinese teacher. My name is Li. I'm glad to have class with you. Now, let me meet all the students. " He took out his notebook and shouted, "Who is the classmate with the wooden stick? Cudgel classmate? Don't be shy, get to know everyone. A classmate of the sketch team said in a helpless tone:' Teacher, I'm Lin Kun! Oh! I'm sorry about Lin Kun Lin Kun. There was a mistake. Meet another classmate, Guanyin, whose name is the same as the fairy in the sky! Fairy sister, come out! "The words sound just fell and burst into laughter in the class. Miss Li made another gesture of "be calm". I'm Zheng Yue. "I'm sorry, people are old and have presbyopia. No, I can't wear glasses. Well, playing with my bird classmates will leave you. " "Teacher, I'm not playing with my bird, I'm Wang Yuan Goose!" After the play was over, the sketch group gave us a deep bow. He said, "China's culture is profound, so we should carry it forward and learn from it." Teacher Li said, "Students, study hard!"

Since then, the name "Miss Li" has spread all over our class, and we seem to have more feelings about the culture of China. Feel its charm and its profundity! Inheriting Chinese culture starts with you and me.

My teacher's eighth grade composition 8 shows that this one is wearing a black gabardine tunic suit and black wide-brimmed glasses, always smiling. He is our beloved Chinese teacher-Miss Chen.

Teacher Chen has rich teaching experience, and we like listening to his composition class best. Every time he talks about composition, we are all in high spirits and unconsciously fall in love with the composition class.

"Ding Lingling ..." The bell rang, and this section was a composition class. Teacher Chen strode into the classroom. Today, he looks particularly energetic. He went to the podium, smiled and said, "Students, I am very happy today. Do you know why I am happy? " We all smiled and shook our heads. Teacher Chen went on to say, "I went to the vegetable market this morning and bought two old hens with one yuan." Do you think I can be unhappy? " The students burst into laughter, and Zhang couldn't even stand up straight. I think: Teacher Chen must be joking again. But teacher Chen said solemnly, "Really, I never lie. Do not believe me, I will read it to you. " It turned out that a classmate wrote in his composition book that he and his father went to the vegetable market to buy chicken. My father only paid one yuan for two big fat hens. Teacher Chen criticized some students for writing unrealistic and fabricating facts.

Another composition class. Today, Teacher Chen suddenly pushed Jun Chen out of the door. We were trembling with fear, but Teacher Chen closed the door and said to us with a smile, "Students, don't be nervous. Now I want to test your eyesight. " Are you familiar with Jun Chen? ""familiar! " We answered with one voice. Teacher Chen then asked everyone, "What color and style clothes do you think Jun Chen is wearing today? What shoes are you wearing? This stumped everyone, and no one dared to reply. After a while, Mr. Chen called Jun Chen into the classroom, and now we are looking at him from top to bottom. He is wearing a sky-blue zipper shirt, blue jeans and Nike sneakers. Teacher Chen smiled and said to us, "Students, our composition this time is about my friends." This time, I carefully observed the character composition of each student.

This is how Teacher Chen instructs us to do our homework. A responsible and careful teacher made us gradually fall in love with composition and homework. Can we not like him?

My teacher is a teacher for a day and a father for life.

My parents gave birth to me and raised me. In my life, they occupy more than half of the position. Food, clothing, housing and transportation are given by parents, so who gives valuable things such as knowledge, morality, quality, cultivation and connotation? It's simple. It's from the teacher.

It should be when I was in kindergarten. I remember an old teacher who would comb my hair and tuck me in every day. Although I can't remember her face clearly, I always remember these trifles. I, for the first time, have some impressions of the profession of teachers-like my mother.

After I graduated from primary school, I met another teacher, Miss Liu, before I got out of the shadow of separation.

In the later days, I gradually walked out of the shadow of separation and bravely faced all setbacks. Her lectures are lively, which makes you walk into the paradise of Chinese. While studying the text, she also taught us some learning methods, occasionally joked to adjust the atmosphere, especially to give students face, and never humiliated anyone in public. Then you must ask, is this still a teacher? He is also a student.

Yes, we never regard her as a high-ranking teacher, but always regard her as a god in our hearts and a god standing beside our students. She never looked down on anyone and would never give up on any student. She likes to find the advantages of others and praise them in public, and she demands fairness and justice in doing things. However, she can be fierce sometimes. I didn't expect a nearly perfect teacher to be angry, did I? If she gets fierce, tigers and everything will be afraid of her three points.

That day, she cried in public, because one male classmate and another male classmate in the class had an argument until they fought. Student 1 picked up a stool (made of iron) and threw it at student 2, who hid in front of student 2 and hit the female classmate, that is, me. Wow, a big bag, and then went to the hospital In that Chinese class that day, Mr. Liu didn't go to class to educate us at all. Speaking of my injury, I shed tears (of course, this is what my classmates told me) ...

Really, I am very touched that a teacher wants to shed the most precious tears for a student who has no relatives and no reason. Is there anything more touching in the world? At least, I will never forget that friendship.

I, a child of 12 years old, still don't quite understand the true meaning of teacher's love, but I have enjoyed too many teachers' sweet smiles, gentle touches and considerate words. ...

teacher for a day, father for a lifetime.

My teacher's eighth grade composition 10 Although I have only been with Teacher Dong for less than two months, she has left a deep impression on me.

In my eyes, Miss Dong is a beautiful and gentle teacher. She has long black hair, and there is an indescribable intimacy between her gestures. Although I was a little afraid of teachers before, who wouldn't want to be close to such a gentle teacher?

I felt very happy in this class when I first started school. Once, I saw the teacher receive a big box of express delivery, and there was a milk box outside. I thought to myself: teacher, what's in this big box? Is it to deliver milk to students? Later, the teacher opened it and realized that it was a box of shuttlecock. Teacher Dong smiled and said to us, "I don't think it makes sense for you to run around on the playground every day. No, I bought you some badminton online. If you want to play, exercise and do something meaningful, you can take them with you. " The students were very happy to hear this, and they all scrambled to get the shuttlecock after class. On the playground, we proudly kicked shuttlecock, which made other students envious. Once, I happened to walk out of the classroom with Teacher Dong. The teacher suggested kicking shuttlecock with us, so I pulled some good friends to kick shuttlecock with us. The teacher plays shuttlecock very well, and his movements are very skilled. Shuttlecock seems to have listened to her words and shuttled between us flexibly, which made us clumsy and confused. But Teacher Dong always said with a smile; "Nothing, more practice will definitely surpass me."

Not long ago, the teacher had a special birthday. I went running with my friends that day. I suddenly felt a little cold, so I dragged them back to the classroom to get their coats. When I entered the classroom, I happened to meet a man with a pen and a flower made of soft pottery on it. I saw her gently inserted in the teacher's wallet. We couldn't help wondering and asked her, "What is this?" "What else can I do?" She said mysteriously, "Happy birthday!" So today is Teacher Dong's birthday! The students are all very excited after learning about it, and they are going to give Mr. Dong a surprise. At noon, everyone wrote many words of blessing on the blackboard. We waited for a long time, and the teacher finally came back from the meeting. As soon as she opened the door, she saw the surprise that everyone had prepared for her. She was very moved. She choked and said, "Thank you, children, so you all know." The joy on the teacher's face is not hidden at all, and I am very happy. She took out her mobile phone and took photos of our carefully prepared gifts.

I love our teacher Dong very much.

My teacher's eighth grade composition 1 1 My Chinese teacher is a middle-aged woman. She is not tall and petite. She has long hair and wears a pair of glasses. Perhaps for professional reasons, my Chinese teacher always holds a folder. Walking is elegant and beautiful.

My Chinese teacher surnamed Xiang, Xiang almost became the head teacher of our class. Later, our Chinese teacher saw many naughty students in our class and resolutely resigned as the head teacher of our class. Of course, these are all legends. The real Chinese teacher is weak in literature and writing, but in fact her physical foundation is not very good, so I considered the teacher, fearing that her health would delay the performance of our class, so I resolutely refused the position of head teacher.

But our Chinese teacher is very gentle. Her voice is particularly beautiful. Usually, all the students in our class like this class very much. Teacher Xiang is also very kind to our classmates. Very gentle.

I remember once, our monitor had a birthday, and all our classmates wanted to surprise him. We discussed it for a long time, and we didn't know how to surprise it, and we didn't know whether the teachers would agree. We are all particularly worried. Later, some students suggested that we go to the teacher to discuss it. We are all particularly worried, but there is no other way. We went to the teacher's office, told the teacher what we meant, and told the teacher that this kind of tossing is not allowed in the school. Children, you should know that we were dumbfounded, even the most talkative teacher said so. That may be really helpless. Later, I told my teacher, well, I'll help you think of an idea. You can think about it. I will give it to you on your class birthday, when you study on the last night, but you have to finish your homework ahead of time, so I will arrange that class for you and celebrate your monitor's birthday. We are all especially grateful to the teacher. I took out 120 yuan and gave it to Teacher Xiang. Please order a cake for us. We will give our monitor a surprise. The teacher looked at us and said that the teacher didn't need the money. Think of it as a gift from the teacher to the monitor. Later, the teacher insisted that we didn't want money. We have no choice but to walk out of the teacher's office. We are both happy and worried. Because we pooled our money together, one person took out two dollars, but the teacher had to pay for it himself, which was too expensive. But our surprise for the monitor went well. We are all very happy, and the monitor is particularly moved.

After this incident, everyone in our class has a better impression of Mr. Xiang and likes him more.