Thank the teacher for her seventh grade composition.

In study, work and life, we often see the figure of composition. Composition is a narrative method to express a theme through words. There are many points for attention in composition. Are you sure you can write? The following is my seventh grade composition (selected 10) to thank the teacher. I hope it will help you.

Thanks to the teacher's seventh-grade composition 1, those pictures, those gestures, those smiles and those exhortations have woven an endless network of love and captured my inner happiness.

That turn

Like you, you speak on the podium with a sense of humor, making boring and difficult reading questions lively and interesting. We follow you closely on the road of study. You are so smart and powerful, but I find that your face is pale and you occasionally frown slightly. A class passed quickly, and I inadvertently saw you holding the railing, coughing violently, and frowning like a bellows, which was completely different from the sound of the class just now. I walked up to you and asked you carefully, "Teacher, are you all right?" Your slight frown and upturned mouth gave me a relieved smile: "Nothing, just my throat is not very comfortable." When the bell rings, you quickly walk into the classroom and continue the class as if nothing had happened. The voice is still so loud. My eyes are slightly moist and my heart is full of warmth.

That hand

Study at night. The stars outside the window are like diamonds, embedded in the night, shining with beautiful luster. The wind came in quietly, bringing us a little coolness. Look up and notice your hands scribbling on the blackboard. Dust and oxygen, sprinkled on your hands and sleeves, covered with a layer of foam, your hands trembled slightly because of excessive force, beautiful and neat words flowed out of your hands, and sweat from your forehead dripped down your neck. Finally, you turned around, smiled with relief, shook your arms a few times and walked around the classroom, urging us to write quickly. The stars are silent, blinking from time to time, as if smiling.

This kind of exhortation

After school. You stand on the podium and gently tell everyone, "Be safe on your way home." The students said in unison, "Oh-"You don't seem to be at ease yet, and added, "Go back early, and be careful that your parents are in a hurry!" The students all laughed. "Oh-"You smiled with satisfaction, and there were soft waves in your eyes. "Soaking your feet at home helps to relax your body. Everyone should go to bed early. " The students file out, you walk at the end, and check the doors and windows carefully before you leave. I walk on the road, not afraid of the wind, because of you.

Dear teacher, at this moment, I salvage your memories and present your warmth with my pen tip. Can you feel the happy smile on my face?

Thank the teacher for the seventh grade composition 2 flowers thank the grass, because the green of the grass sets off the beauty of flowers; Grass thanks the big tree, because the shelter of the big tree brings the vitality of grass; Trees thank the soil, because the fertility of the soil makes trees thrive. I also want to thank you-my beloved class teacher, Mr. Feng.

Teacher, from the first moment I saw you on the first day of school, I had a deep sense of admiration for you. When I was in primary school, I was told that the teachers in junior high school were very serious and indifferent. But you are so amiable and approachable that I doubt what I have heard before.

The first lesson you gave us was to introduce yourself and tell us about the requirements of emerging middle schools. You solemnly stepped onto the platform and recited loudly and seriously, as if you were completing a sacred mission. With smiling eyes, love and expectation, you make our homesickness disappear, and you give us the motivation to move forward and let us make continuous progress!

In class, you will repeat a very simple knowledge point ten times or even dozens of times. I know you are afraid that our junior high school study life is a little uncomfortable, and everything you say is very loud. I'm afraid the students sitting in the back can't hear you. Gradually, your voice is hoarse, but you still lecture loudly as usual. Thank you teacher!

You are not only serious and responsible for us in study, but also take care of us in life. When you are in the canteen, you always wait until we finish eating. When you see that some students can't eat any more, you can help divide the points, and even change plates with some students who can't eat, for fear that this student will lose points. Thank you teacher!

When you are in the dormitory, you always wait until we fall asleep. You should get up early in the dormitory to guide us every morning. You are often so busy that you sweat profusely. According to other teachers, your child is only full moon, but you live in the school dormitory every day for us and don't go home. You put us above your own children. Thank you teacher!

If I can fight the blue sky, you gave me wings to fly; If I am a warrior who breaks the waves, you have given me the power to make waves; If I were an immortal fireworks, you gave me the light of youth! Thank you teacher!

Thank the teacher for Grade 7 Composition 3 xu teacher is our Chinese class teacher in Grade 4-6. She is very old, her face is wrinkled, her hair is short and her expression is always serious. She has rich teaching experience.

In order to encourage us to behave well, xu teacher implemented the system of "exchanging ceremony stamps for ceremony coins" in the class. As long as we behave well, we can get ceremony tickets and exchange them for ceremony coins and gifts. This method is very popular with us. One day, when it was time to give out gift coins, we all went to xu teacher to exchange gift certificates for gift coins, because I did well during that time and got eight round gift coins. I am very happy to think that I can exchange them for all kinds of food at the school food festival.

However, the good times did not last long. Soon, I lost one of my gift coins. I'm so anxious that I don't know what to do, just like my parents lost their children. Suddenly, I had a brilliant idea-xu teacher had a bag of gifts on his desk. Why don't I buy one? Thought of here, I rushed to xu teacher's desk.

When I arrived, I quickly found the gift bag and took one and ran away. I thought I would go unnoticed, but I didn't expect to meet xu teacher as soon as I left the office. She looked at me in a flurry and saw the gift money in my hand, as if she understood something, and told me to go to her desk and have a good talk.

I walked into the office trembling, with my head down, afraid to speak. Xu teacher's face turned from sunny to cloudy, and he asked sharply, "Why didn't you come directly to get the gift money without my permission?" I said, "I only took a gift coin. Should it be a big problem? "

Xu teacher added, "It's nothing serious, but it's petty theft, and the problem is very serious. If you can't get rid of this bad habit, you may become a thief or robber in the future, right? "

I immediately replied, "Of course not." At this point, I have realized the seriousness of my mistakes and problems.

She said, "Then go back and reflect."

This matter reverberated in my mind for a long time. Thanks to xu teacher's careful education, I will never do petty theft again. Moreover, I understand that in this society, a person's personality is the most important foundation. If his conduct is bad, he will definitely lose his foothold in this society.

Thank the teacher for the seventh grade composition 4. Teachers are our growth guides and enlighteners of our lives. They are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating us. They are indispensable teachers in our lives. In my memory, there was a teacher who left a deep impression on me and made me feel grateful to him so far.

I remember that it was a math class, and the teacher dragged the sick body and repeatedly told us the problems that were easy to make mistakes on the podium. But the students in our class didn't listen to anything because of the upcoming exam, and even thought she was bored. The teacher talked for half a class and found that we didn't even listen to the following. He immediately lost his temper, dropped his book and shouted at us, "Don't listen, don't listen to me. I still have a cold. If you don't listen, I will be idle. It doesn't matter to me how much you take the exam. I just need to teach you until the sixth grade. When you grow up, care about your parents and me. Maybe I don't even know who I am. Do you think I love to talk? I can't wait to have a rest and do nothing. " You didn't listen well in the exam. You are really the worst class I have ever taken. After class, the teacher walked out of the classroom angrily.

The next day, the teacher came into the classroom with a stack of review materials and asked the group leader to hand them out, saying, "Look at these materials carefully. I won't say anything in this class today. "

After class, the students discuss where the review materials come from below. I also heard a little. A student said, "I told you that the review materials were compiled by the teacher himself." I went to the teacher's office yesterday and saw them with my own eyes. " A classmate said, "Why don't I believe the teacher is so good?" Yes, yes, yes, the teacher told us yesterday ... In fact, those materials were really compiled by the teacher himself. A teacher is a knife in his mouth and tofu in his heart.

Thank you teacher! Thank you for patiently teaching us, for all you have done for us, and for never giving up on us. I know we are the worst class you have ever attended. We won't win honor for you, we will only discredit you. However, you have done a lot for us. Thank you, teacher.

Students, cherish your current teacher! Don't wait until you lose it to know how good he is to you.

Thank the teacher for today's seventh grade composition 5. Let me talk about my teacher! How hard it is for our head teacher to take me from grade one to grade five. I want to thank her for her education! Thank her for her hard education; Thank her for teaching me a lot of knowledge; Thank her for worrying about me for five years, but never giving up on me.

My teacher-Hu Junxian, she has a waterfall of black hair. The curved arch eyebrows are inlaid with two big eyes like black gems. Cherry's mouth is very small, and when she smiles, two dimples will leak out on her face, which is particularly charming. No, she cares about spring, summer, autumn and winter. Whenever and wherever, she always smiles. She works very hard and unambiguously. Sometimes she is ill, and she insists on coming to school to give us lessons.

I remember once, the teacher came to school with red eyes! She kept crying, but she insisted on teaching me and my classmates. Until noon, Teacher Zhang saw it and wanted to persuade Teacher Hu to go to the hospital. Mr. Hu just spent a little time going to the hospital. After seeing the doctor, Mr. Hu came back to give us a class. Look! How great Mr. Hu is! I want to thank Mr. Hu for his dedication, education and love!

Another time, a male student in our class fell to the ground while playing with others, and his head was still bleeding. The teacher called his parents at once. His father came, but he said, "Leave him alone and let him buy lessons with scars!" " "Say that finish and left. But Mr. Hu was very distressed by him, so she took her male classmates to the hospital for four stitches while she was absent from class. Teacher Hu exchanged hard education for our naughty. How amiable she is. I want to thank her for her responsibility and protection!

Thank her, Mr. Hu, for her education. She is our head teacher, more like my second mother! Parents are the people who gave birth to me and raised me, and teachers are the teachers who educate me and teach me to be a man! When I first came to this strange school, she told me what to do. She told me how to be a good student and a good boy. It was she who told me how to study and how to listen to others! She changed me from a little girl to a big sister, and also taught me how to be humble, filial to my parents and be a sensible child.

I thank my teacher Hu! She is my teacher!

Thank the teacher for the seventh grade composition 6. Teachers are like candles, burning themselves, but illuminating others. ...

There are good teachers everywhere around me, at school. They are serious and responsible, great and selfless, like hardworking gardeners, watering the flowers carefully with their own efforts; The teacher is our guide, let us know how high the sky is and how thick the ground is. ...

Every day, we can see the kind and gentle face of the teacher, hear the earnest teaching, and also see the figure of the teacher who forgets to eat and sleep at his desk. It can be said that for our better study and healthier growth, our beloved teacher has paid almost all the enthusiasm for us!

Yes, you don't care about the meager salary; Work hard, you don't care; You don't care about the eyes that others occasionally despise. However, when our grades are not good, or when we are sick and injured, you will care. Before and after running, I was worried and scared. I made up lessons for us and asked about the temperature, fearing that it would affect our study even for a moment. And you, however, seldom care about yourself? At this time, I always ask in my mind, "Teacher, what is the reason why you have suffered so much?"

"It's for you to learn more knowledge and for you to grow up healthily!"

You are of medium height, with bright black hair, big bright eyes and Zhang Yuanyuan's face. You are our head teacher, Miss Wang, but you have a magical power, which often inspires us, supports us and warms us. You have been with us for nearly three years.

Yes, teacher, you have done too much for us! I won't forget that when I was in the fourth grade, I had to take a long sick leave because of a fall. You come to my house to make up lessons for me after work every day, rain or shine. You braved the heavy rain that day, and then you gave me a lesson and left in the heavy rain. Later, I heard that your voice was hoarse and you kept coughing in class the next day. Teacher, although you didn't say anything, I know you are seriously ill because of me!

We will never forget that in this world, there is a most glorious person-a teacher; In this world, there is one of the greatest responsibilities-educating people. And we will remember more: teachers are like the sea, thank you for your selfless dedication.

Thank you, teacher. If you are a hard gardener, you have painstakingly cultivated the seedlings of the motherland. Teacher, if you are a tall and straight tree, then your roots are deeply rooted in the soil and your stems are strong and unyielding; Teacher, if you are an unknown candle, selflessly contribute, burn yourself, illuminate others and let the light of knowledge shine on your students. Teacher, you are not as famous as a scientist in China, nor as eye-catching as those movie stars; Teacher, you are so ordinary, so ordinary, but you shoulder the heavy responsibility of the next generation of seedlings in the motherland.

Teacher: This is not only the most glorious job under the sun, but also the hardest job under the moon!

Many times I hear students criticize the teacher behind his back. It's not good there and it's not good here. To this end, I want to ask those people here: Have you ever cared about each other? How do you feel if the next generation criticizes you like this? There is a teacher named Hu who taught me before. At that time, like many people, I kept saying that her place was not good and this place was not good. I never thought about Mr. Hu's feelings. Looking back now, those words that criticized her, those words that scolded her, really shouldn't have come out of my mouth. I only remember what she said now: the road comes out step by step, and there is no way for you to run directly. Because there are many bumpy potholes waiting for us to face on the road of life.

There is also a teacher whose surname is Ying. She is a very bad teacher for the students she has taught. So her students hate her and speak ill of her behind her back; Until the final exam is coming, many good students in her class feel that she is waiting for those bad students to try to catch up. I seem to see from her eyes that even a little progress can make her happier. She never cares about us, but I know that's because what she wants is our efforts. From the way she treats us, I draw a sentence: you don't rely on the teacher, you rely on yourself.

Although there are thousands of ways for teachers to educate students, each can help us succeed.

Let's study hard together! We should tell teachers and parents: we don't care about the result after studying hard, we only care about whether we really worked hard during our study!

Thank you teacher!

Thanks to the teacher, the seventh grade composition 8 teacher, who gets along with us day and night; Teacher, she has worked hard for us. Teachers themselves are a sacred profession. Teachers are not only teachers of this discipline, but also educators of students, mentors of life and moral guides.

The first teacher I knew was Yan. She is a very beautiful and kind teacher. She likes laughter and humor. She likes to play with us, have barbecues, have picnics, get together and mingle with students. She said that she likes being with us children. We are lively, cheerful, kind and lovely, and our hearts are the purest things in the world. Our children are the sparks of the century, which will radiate the flame that illuminates the century. She loves us, her students; We love her, our teacher.

Teachers have taught us a lot of cultural knowledge, taught us the truth of being a man, paved a broad and bright road for our future and built a glittering bridge for our hopes. The red hook in that book exhausted the teacher's hard work; The chalk dust in the corner of the classroom dyed the teacher's hair white, and the pen tip danced, which was the ideal rainbow that the teacher worked tirelessly like a silkworm. Words are endless, that is, teachers sow the seeds of hope as diligently as sowers. However, the teacher didn't complain, just worked silently. Bater said: "The gardener's sweat shines on the green leaves; The teacher's sweat bears fruit in his heart. The gardener's dream is often the fragrance of flowers and the shade of leaves; Teachers' dreams are often childish sweet smiles and the sound of books ... "

All teachers have a common desire, that is, they hope their students can get ahead when they grow up. Yes, this is the greatness of teachers. Their hearts will always be on the students, just as Tao Xingzhi said, "Teacher, come with a heart, not a blade of grass."

Although teachers are not as eye-catching as movie stars, they shoulder the important mission of cultivating talents. Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others. In the teacher's body, we see the spirit of selfless dedication, and from the teacher's body, we learn the quality of unity and mutual assistance. Over the years, teachers have cultivated batches of seedlings, releasing one hope after another.

Teacher, you are a diligent gardener, a burning candle, a disseminator of knowledge, the key to developing a treasure house of culture and the sun of human wisdom. I really want to say, "Thank you, my dear teachers."

Thank you for your seventh grade composition. 10 On September 9th, Teacher's Day arrived. The arrival of this festival reminds me of many things that moved me.

In my clear memory, the most unforgettable thing is to make up lessons!

When I was in grade four or five, there was a high incidence of avian influenza. I had a fever, so I rested for many days and missed many classes. My parents are very worried. At that time, thanks to tian teacher's help in making up lessons, I was able to keep up with the progress of my classmates.

That afternoon, I hurried into tian teacher's office and shouted "Report!" "Please come in!" Let me feel the infinite care of our teacher. Close-up teacher Hotan sat together, and when she looked up and saw her, she suddenly seemed to be much older, and there seemed to be so many fine lines in her eyes. This must be because she is usually worried about us naughty students! Make up a missed lesson is not in the lecture hall, but tian teacher gave me a lecture carefully. Even if the mobile phone rings, she doesn't answer it, for fear of missing something, and dare not be careless.

Time goes by, 4: 30, 5: 00 ... Sometimes looking at tian teacher, I really want to ask, "tian teacher, are you tired?" But I was timid and shy since I was a child, and this sentence has never been asked. But I can see that, in fact, tian teacher is very tired after a day's class. But her face is still full of kind smiles, and I am deeply moved by her true feelings and persistence. Therefore, I also listened carefully and tried to understand the meaning of every word in every paragraph. Don't live up to the teacher's hard work and hope.

"Well, let's call it a day." Tian teacher finally spoke. I stood up, nodded and said softly, "Oh." In this way, a remedial class is over. I quickly ran out of the office with an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Although it passed, it left a deep memory for me. This Saturday is Teachers' Day. I want to wish all the teachers in the world a happy holiday! Good mood every day!

Thank the teacher for the seventh grade composition 10. My first Chinese teacher was Miss Zhou Xuelian.

As soon as I entered primary school, I was lucky enough to be assigned to the class led by Teacher Zhou. The teacher is very young and beautiful, especially when he smiles, and the little tiger teeth inadvertently exposed at the corner of his mouth are very cute. The teacher's voice is very gentle, and of course it is also very strict when he is angry. When she stared at a person by his first name, everyone knew that the teacher was angry, and those two flickering little tiger teeth became particularly scary. But everyone knew in their hearts that the teacher was fake angry and smiled happily again soon.

Happy fragments filled my childhood. Every morning, Mr. Zhou is always waiting for the arrival of his classmates in the classroom, leading us to read early and practicing with us up and down. In class, the teacher always smiles, which makes us stay happily in the ocean of knowledge. After class, the teacher will exercise with us like a big sister In life, Miss Zhou takes good care of us. When a classmate is ill, the teacher will be as caring and attentive as his mother, reminding us to have a good rest and cherish our health.

In my impression, Mr. Zhou always praised my calligraphy and gave me great encouragement. You know, I didn't like Chinese at first, and my handwriting was not good. Whenever I am in a hurry because of my poor handwriting, Miss Zhou will always come to my side, gently touch my head, pat me on the shoulder and gently tell me, "Write slowly, don't worry." "If you want to write well, you must calm down." Then she took my little hand and helped me change the font. She held my hand. The teacher's hands are so soft and warm. I will never forget that feeling. "Practice by yourself." Then she slowly let go of my hand, and then stood beside me, watching me write intently like an art work. Later, my handwriting became better and better, and many smiling faces appeared in my notebook. I know that's my teacher's encouragement. This made me understand the truth of persistence and perseverance in doing things, and understood that "as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is ground into a needle." The profound meaning of "Chinese" makes me like Chinese more.

Happy times always pass quickly. Three years have passed in a blink of an eye. It is difficult to describe the happy bits and pieces here with my teachers and their inculcation. I want to express my gratitude and thoughts to the teacher in this article. I love Miss Zhou and all the teachers who work hard for students all over the world!