My teacher wrote 400 words.

Speaking of teachers, in my primary school career, I met many good teachers, some humorous, some kind, some severe ... Teacher Chen impressed me the most and still echoes in my mind. He has bright eyes and shiny black hair. A pair of "ears", a high nose bridge, and a pair of glasses on the nose bridge. At first glance, his tall and powerful figure flashed in front of him.

When I was in the fifth grade of primary school, a new teacher came to our class, that is, Mr. Chen who taught us Chinese. On the first day of school, the bell rang for a while and the whole class returned to their seats. Some students are preparing stationery, and some students are talking about what a new teacher should be like. Just then, a tall figure appeared in our sight, and a "funny" scene happened at this time. Because the new teacher may not be familiar with the "terrain" of our classroom, he accidentally kicked the floor tile of the podium and almost fell down. Suddenly, the students couldn't help laughing, and Teacher Chen smiled at us. Then he introduced himself to everyone. He said, "My name is Chen Yi. You can call me Mr. Chen. I will teach you Chinese. " At this time, everyone thought of it; This teacher must be easy to get along with.

After a while, the class began, and the students listened to Mr. Chen carefully, but I was thinking that I should give Mr. Chen some color to see see, because I was a "bad boy" in the class at that time. So when the teacher turned to write on the blackboard, I blew a few naughty whistles and thought, this time you know my "power"! Unexpectedly, Mr. Chen turned around and smiled and said to his classmates, "Classmates, did you just hear the whistle?" That came from Yan's classmate. How wonderful his whistle is! Everyone applauded him. "At this point, the eyes of the whole class are on me, but my face is warm, thinking, how can this new teacher know my name? What's even more strange is how did he hear that I exposed it? It is really a "windward ear". After a while, he continued his class without criticizing me. After class, I was called to the office by teacher Chen. I think: he didn't criticize me, but encouraged me. What does this mean? This is too bad. As soon as I arrived at the office, Mr. Chen kindly said to me, "The whistle you just blew is really nice, but please don't blow it in class." You can blow loudly when you are free. " I nodded, and then I walked out of the office.

Since then, I have gradually got rid of the bad habit of whistling in class and my grades have improved. Under the unusual education of Mr. Chen, I have also changed from a "bad boy" to a good boy.

After a while, we all became good friends with Mr. Chen. Sometimes when we are tired, he tells us jokes, which makes us feel much more relaxed. Sometimes he tells us stories, but Mr. Chen is sometimes very strict, but he never scolds us. Teacher Chen taught me for two years, during which I learned a lot, and he also paid a lot for us. On the day of primary school graduation, the whole class reluctantly left Mr. Chen. Walking out of the school gate, we saw Mr. Chen's eyes getting wet slowly, and my tears were spinning in her eyes. But I thought of what Mr. Chen said: men bleed but don't shed tears, so I cheered up and stopped shedding tears, so Mr. Chen's figure slowly disappeared from my eyes.

In my mind, Mr. Chen is an amiable teacher and a teacher who gives me special encouragement. Among the teachers I know, he is the most unforgettable. Teacher Chen, thank you for your hard work, my teacher!