A good teacher in my eyes

Teachers are the warmest sunshine, the brightest stars and the softest moonlight in the world. It is the warm sunshine that shines on us, so that we can distinguish right from wrong; It is the bright stars that illuminate us and make us full of confidence; It is the soft moonlight that shines on us and soothes my anxious heart.

If the teacher is compared to sunshine, then Mr. Wu must be the warmest ray. Her beautiful smile always reminds people of the warm sunshine, so kind and kind.

Once, I brought two nougats and "showed off" with my classmates early in the morning, but soon, that classmate reported it to Mr. Wu. "Don't you know that sugar is not allowed in school?" Teacher Wu invited me to the office and said to me. "I, I'm going to play the accordion today, because I'm afraid I'm hungry." I explained in a low voice. "I know that children like to eat sugar, but to do the right thing in the right place, schools should learn. You can't eat sugar. Don't bring it next time, ok? " Teacher Wu smiled and discussed with me. That bright smile, like a meter of sunshine, taught me to distinguish right from wrong.

If the teacher is compared to a star, then Miss Wang must be the brightest one. Her big blinking eyes always remind people of shining stars, so innocent.

I used to be shy and unwilling to communicate with others, but it was not until I met her, Miss Wang. We just divided classes that day, and Miss Wang needs to know some information about our classmates. It will be me soon, and it took me a long time to squeeze out my name softly. "Sorry, please speak louder." Teacher Wang looked at me brightly and encouraged me. "Speak up and show everyone your voice." Somehow, I got up the courage and said my name out loud. "Very well, I hope everyone can learn from this classmate and be bold." After that, she still gave me an approving look with clear eyes, just like a star in Ming Che, which filled me with confidence.

If the teacher is compared to moonlight, then teacher Zhang must be the softest one. Her calm temperament always reminds people of the bright moonlight, so quiet and serene.

When I was in kindergarten, my parents were always busy with work and didn't have time to pick me up. They always let me stay in kindergarten. But that day, my parents didn't pick me up until after 6 pm. I'm in a hurry, but I can only cry and have no idea. Teacher Zhang found me in the shutter room, put down her lunch box and asked where my family lived. She gave me a ride. I'm not surprised that the teacher wants to send me away at this late hour, but he also nodded. The teacher pushed out her bike and sent me home. On the road, the lights are dim, and only the dim moonlight illuminates the road ahead. That peace, like a bright moon, soothes my anxious heart.

Time is like water, which dilutes our memories of some past events, but I believe that the sun is still warm, the stars are still bright and the moonlight is still soft, just like our eternal gratitude to our teachers.

A good teacher in my eyes (2)

From grade one to now, the teachers who have taught me are 18. But what impressed me the most was the teacher Song who taught me Chinese.

Miss Song, my former Chinese teacher. He is of medium height, with a pair of big glasses on his thin face, and he can tell at a glance that he is a man with cultural knowledge.

Teacher Song read the text to us in class, with a cadence and vivid image, which let us enter the ocean of knowledge. In the world of learning and playing middle school, people feel that the language is simple and the knowledge is rich.

Teacher Song's teaching is flexible. Let's look at pictures and talk, explore treasures ... Let's plug in the wings of imagination and make rich creativity. It makes us feel that it is not difficult to write a composition. We can write rhetoric immediately and let words pop out of our minds one by one. Now we don't have to worry about writing a composition.

I remember one time, my duty student brand was rotten and I couldn't fix it. I am so anxious that I am about to cry. Teacher Song came over and asked me why I was crying. I said that my duty student brand was rotten and could not be repaired. Teacher Song immediately took my brand to be repaired. I saw Mr. Song twist hard, and sweat came out from his head and dripped down one by one. Eyes tightly narrowed, face up like a red apple. After a while, Mr. Song returned the brand to me and said humorously, "Chen Xuefei, don't rot your brand, or Mr. Song will turn me into a red apple again!" Say that finish, gently scraped my nose.

As the saying goes, "silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and candles will dry their wick every night." Yes, Mr. Song, you are an excellent soul engineer. You didn't live up to the expectations of appointment, and trained a batch of successors to the revolutionary cause. You are chalk, sacrifice yourself and leave knowledge; You are a candle, burning yourself and illuminating others; You are a silkworm, dedicate yourself and decorate others; As a gardener, you are tireless in cultivating small flowers.

Ah, Miss Song, I can't forget you!

A good teacher in my eyes (3)

Teacher Shi is my first-grade head teacher and my Chinese teacher. Teacher Shi is always serious and patient in class.

I remember once in a Chinese class, we were all too scared to raise our hands for fear of teacher's criticism. Teacher Shi smiled and said softly, "Don't be afraid. If you make a mistake, the teacher will not criticize you. " After listening to this sentence, it seems that there is a ray of warm sunshine shining in my heart, which makes me raise my hand involuntarily.

Teacher Shi is like an angel, who has solved the mystery in our hearts. (m.taiks.com) Sometimes, it is like a gentle drizzle that moistens us and makes us grow up happily. Teacher Shi not only teaches us knowledge in class, but also teaches us the truth of being a man.

I remember once, Teacher Shi asked us to rehearse a program, the content of which was "Lamb and Wolf". Somehow, Mr. Shi asked me to play the role of a wolf. Not convinced, I asked Teacher Shi angrily, "Why do you want me to dress up as a wolf? The wolf is a big bad guy, I am not! " Teacher Shi listened and said to me earnestly, "Although wolves are bad people, don't all clowns on TV play clowns?" If you do well, you can get warm applause from the audience. Do you want to play or not "I listened to, smiled and said," yes, I'd better do it. "

On the day of the performance, the weather was not very good, and suddenly it rained cats and dogs. That day, I got up late and it was almost time for the performance. Seeing that I hadn't arrived at school yet, Teacher Shi was very anxious and came to pick me up by bike. Teacher Shi came to my home. As soon as I went out, Teacher Shi put on my raincoat and set off. In the rain, I vaguely found that Teacher Shi's clothes were almost soaked. At that time, tears were already flashing in my eyes. When I arrived at the school gate, God had eyes and the rain stopped. I was very excited to perform a wonderful program for Teacher Shi. Finally, we won the second prize. Although we didn't win the first prize, I tried my best, but who knows how much effort Teacher Shi has put into this prize!

Some people praise teachers as candles, lighthouses and gardeners. But I think that the teacher is a shining star, which should illuminate our bright future.