An essay on the feelings of teachers and students

Composition about teachers and students 1 teacher, a supreme profession from ancient times to the present; Teacher, a truly selfless and dedicated person; Teacher, a profession that needs extensive reading and is not ashamed to ask questions ... and you, including all the advantages of teachers, are even more.

You have been teaching us since the fourth grade. You are tall, with long legs, unkempt hair and a knife mouth. And the most distinctive thing is your negligible chin. And your sharp eyes like swords behind the lens seem to see through us at a glance, and they are "disgusting" at a glance. And in the first math class, you gave us a duel.

Ding's bell rings, and you come into the classroom with books and teaching AIDS. The class is very noisy, and everyone talks about everything fiercely, just like the vegetable market. You calmly walked onto the platform, patting the table and shouting "Quiet", but it was useless. Instead, the students turn their interest to you and continue to talk and laugh. You glanced around with your sword-like eyes for a week, and my heart was faint, followed by several crisp voices: "Now the class has started, can we talk in class?" Since everyone likes to talk, let's recite the Code for Primary and Secondary School Students and copy' When the bell rings, wait for the teacher to come to class' 20 times. Talk to you next time, 50 times! "In an instant, the whole class was silent, and everyone was stunned by your powerful head teacher aura. During the whole class, there was not a novel in the class, and many students even dared not go out. I kept muttering to myself: this new class teacher is too strict, and this little thing should be punished so much.

Because you are resolute and strict with your classmates, we all call you "Tu Da" behind your back. You don't have to criticize us. Just one look and everyone will listen. However, I didn't expect that you, who are so strict, also have a gentle side.

On that day, the sun set early, and the night covered the earth, gloomy. In the whole school, only the lights in our classroom are on, and there are more than a dozen people scattered. You sit on the podium and the others sit on the seats. It's already seven o'clock at night, and you haven't let us go. There will be a math contest tomorrow, and we will be trained by the devil. Looking at the answers revised over and over again on the test paper and the red cross brought down from the podium every time, I feel infinitely sad. Alas, I will be home very late tonight! It's late at night, and the building is empty, leaving only you and me. Desperate, I took the paper that had been revised countless times and strode to the podium with heavy steps. "Classmate, can you do it?" Suddenly, you smiled and told me in a very gentle voice that I felt terrible. "Ask if you don't understand." You touched my head and then said, "I'll teach you how to do this problem ..." You explained it to me seriously and affectionately, and my heart was "revived". I made up my mind that I must do well in the exam!

I opened the yearbook of primary school and read the message you gave us. Three short sentences: the 365th power of 1 is equal to 1, the 365th power of 0.9 is equal to 0.03, and the 365th power of 1. 1 is equal to 39. This is a warning for you: learn more every day. My eyes get wet when I look at this sentence.

All things must come to an end, but even so, you are still in our hearts.

One day, on my way to school, a strong wind suddenly blew my umbrella off. Raindrops were dancing happily on my face. I covered my hair with my hand and strode to school.

Seeing this, Xiao Gang caught up with me and moved his umbrella to my head. The raindrops jumped more happily on the top of the umbrella. It seems to go through the top of the umbrella and spill on my head. Our pace was fast, and soon we entered the campus.

A warm current gushed out of the classroom and came at me head-on. The teacher brought me a dry towel to wipe the water. After I dried the rain, he then took off his coat and wrapped it around me, saying, "Use it to keep warm." I took off my coat and handed it to the teacher, saying, "Teacher, you can't catch cold. The whole class is waiting for your lecture. " The teacher said, "My cold resistance is stronger than yours." Said, and wrapped me in a coat.

The teacher's coat has long sleeves and must be folded three times before my hand can reach out to write. I am fat, so I have to wear the scarf given by my teacher around my waist before I can walk. You won't feel cold when you put it on.

In the warmth, the scene just appeared in front of my eyes. When I was caught in the rain, a classmate who had never been in contact with me took the initiative to hold an umbrella for me to keep out the rain. I admire this behavior of helping others, and it is also an example for me to learn.

When I was shivering with cold, the teacher took off his coat and put it on me. Suddenly I feel that the teacher is as kind as my mother. Teacher, please let me kiss him. Teacher, you patiently impart knowledge, pay close attention to my cold and warm, and guide me to develop in a healthy direction. You really deserve to be a "hard gardener".

The help of my classmates and the concern of my teacher inspired me. Good deeds are by my side. As long as we are willing to do it, we can certainly do it.

From the scenes of helping me and caring for me, I see their good personalities, and I will develop good behavior habits and become a person who contributes to society.

In class, she is like a helmsman, leading us to swim in the ocean of mathematics; After class, she became one of our classmates, playing and joking with us. When we made progress, she taught us not to be proud, but to keep working hard. When we encounter setbacks, she will use the warmest language to encourage us to regain confidence. She is our teacher-Wu Hongqun. Teacher is a noun, which contains a lot of care, care and love for our students.

Our math teacher, Miss Wu, has a chubby figure, a blessed person, bright eyes and a kind smile on her lips.

Miss Wu is a very patient teacher. In class, whenever she comes across a topic that is difficult for everyone to understand at the moment, she will explain and analyze it once, twice and three times ... in different ways and from different angles until the students understand it. Sometimes, she still doesn't ask a few students to answer questions that she already understands, and sometimes she kindly calls us baby. After class, every time a classmate asks her a question, she always takes pains to explain. I still remember one time, my sitting posture was very bad and the class discipline was very poor. Teacher Wu didn't get angry. She smiled at me and told everyone to sit up straight until everyone sat up straight. Although I was not criticized by the teacher, I bowed my head shyly.

Teacher Wu has a unique teaching method. She attaches great importance to improving our thinking ability, and asks us to seriously ask us to do Olympic math problems before class every night. If the problems are not solved, we can't attend class. Sometimes she will invite a classmate to come to the stage to teach us how to solve problems and exercise our ability in this way. I remember that when Yao Tiankai gave a lecture on stage for the first time, my mind was lazy, which led to a problem that I couldn't solve and I had to ask others.

Under the influence of Mr. Wu, I like math more and more now. Those Arabic numerals that used to be so boring seem to come alive. They are arranged and combined from time to time, so that I can find the law; Sometimes he suddenly comes to an application problem and plays hide-and-seek with me. When I get a difficult topic, I will use the method taught by Mr. Wu to keep trying to explore until I "chew up" the problem. At that time, I will feel that I have conquered a high mountain and have a great sense of accomplishment.

Thank you, Mr Wu. You made me love math and enjoy learning.

When I met you for the second time, the peach trees smelled thick, and the birds cheered and applauded for me there. I think I may be destined to be your student one day.

I wandered into the classroom that needed me. I wondered in my mind whether the teacher who taught me was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties or a black-faced uncle, but a young man in his thirties came in. Then, I heard the teacher's honey-like voice and gave us a big smile, revealing those eight white teeth.

Today, the teacher wore a green coat with a hat, yellow pants, yellow shoes, and a teddy bear printed sweater full of innocence. When the breeze blows, the coat flutters with the wind, just like a prince walking into the homes of ordinary people.

In class, the teacher deliberately belittled himself and gave us a multiple-choice question: "What do you think of Teacher Chen?" . First, frustrated men; B, male. "So I chose one without hesitation. Because men understand that he is short, poor and frustrated, which is also the antonym of Gao Fushuai! Here, I want to say to the teacher, "Are you sick? Didn't you go to belittle yourself last class? "In fact, the teacher is very narcissistic. He is the king of narcissism and the' cockfighting' in the crowd! Remember, teacher, if you comfort yourself every day, one day, you will dream that you have a handsome face and long legs like Zhang Mingxing. Dreams are beautiful and exciting, but you have to wake up eventually. Let you dream for a little while in our article.

The teacher also showed us his photos in Japan and the students' comments. To tell the truth, after seeing that photo, I suddenly felt like vomiting. The inscription on it is: "Look at me so cute, do you have the heart to hurt me?" I said silently in my heart, "I have this heart." But I think it is necessary to say, "I can't bear to part with it. Can I eat? " .

At this moment, a picture comes to my mind. In spring, listening to the sound of flowers and smelling the fragrance of grass, I am immersed in memories and count the good times I spent with my teacher.

Composition 5 on the feelings of teachers and students: I get up early and come home late every day, flying around in Dai Yue every day, being nervous and busy every day, competing fiercely every day, chasing after me every day, going all out every day, eating tasteless every day, and flying around at three o'clock every day, which has exhausted me. Even, with a little impulse to give up. I'm tired of boring and fast-paced school life. I am eager to graduate, to go to high school, and to leave this familiar and annoying place. But today, I suddenly found that this place cursed by countless people turned out to be so beautiful.

Essays were distributed. I put it in the hole in the table without looking. "The teacher certainly didn't look! How can more than a hundred books manage me? " Speculation in my heart, casually continue to play with my classmates. In the composition class, we will write a composition as usual. Reluctantly, I found the book from the sea of books and patted it on the table. "Oh, another waste of brain cells!" I complained discontentedly. I opened the book distractedly, but I accidentally saw a striking scarlet letter. It is the teacher's delicate and powerful words, bearing the teacher's trust and affirmation. That passionate comment on writing suddenly filled me with ideas. Originally confused thoughts, suddenly clear up. Soon, a masterpiece was successfully collected.

Oh, familiar places have warm encouragement.

At the office, I was suddenly stopped by the teacher. "Yao Yuan, where is the exercise book?" I paused and immediately shouted in my heart, "It's over, I didn't do my homework on Sunday, and the teacher caught me!" " "After a moment of silence, I finally decided to die heroically. The head that can't be lower is slowly raised, and the confused and guilty eyes are welcoming the teacher's smile. I replied falteringly, "I … I … can't find my exercise book …" I thought the teacher would scold me, but unexpectedly, the teacher turned around quickly and then there was another exercise book in his hand. No? No, this is for you! "After receiving this book bearing the teacher's heavy care, my heart was moved. Before I could say "thank you", the teacher's exhortation slipped through my ear again: "Hurry up and do it, these questions are good!" I nodded desperately and promised 1 vigorously.

Oh, there is understanding and tolerance in familiar places.

Another test. I hold the pen mechanically and feel dizzy. The topic is like a demon with claws, which makes me dizzy. As you can imagine, I did badly in the exam. In the office, the teacher patted me on the shoulder without any blame: "nothing, this topic is a bit difficult, and there is not enough time." Don't lose heart, believe in yourself as always! " "In this way, I woke up and found my lost confidence.

Oh, familiar places, encouragement of trust.

Yes, I fell in love with this place again, and I fell in love with this place I once hated. Because I have understood that familiar places also have beautiful scenery to witness love!

I like my intern teacher, Miss Jin. She has beautiful long hair, neatly tied at the back of her head. A pair of big clear eyes seem to talk. She likes laughing very much. When she smiles, there are two lovely dimples on her cheeks. I like her very much.

I like my intern teacher. She came here mainly to teach us Chinese. She is very careful in her lectures, explaining every word in detail, and she is always a little afraid that we won't understand. She never gets angry in class, nor is she serious enough to make people afraid. However, some students in our class are afraid to speak unconsciously in class, but they are afraid when the teacher is still in class. I am very unhappy when I think about it. Teacher Jin has many ways to play. She often takes us to the playground to play games. We learn from her. She is very relaxed when she takes us to play games, and sometimes she plays with us. If we are too crazy, she won't be unhappy. She would only say to us in a friendly tone, "All right, stop fooling around and let's get together quickly." How gentle teacher Jin is!

I like my intern teacher. Although she is a big girl, she is as naive, naughty and greedy as we are. Sometimes I see Mr. Jin's bulging schoolbag, which contains snacks. She sometimes gives us some sweets, just like a big sister. Teacher Jin loves beauty very much. I can see that my double eyelids are sticky, because I put them on when I took an art photo. I like looking at her and worrying about why I don't grow up soon. When I grow up, I will be as beautiful as Teacher Jin. She also likes sports and often takes us to the playground to play ball. She also likes reading. There are all kinds of books on her desk. Usually, she likes reading magazines and novels best. Teacher Jin's voice is as clear as ours. When I play with Mr. Jin, I always feel that I am playing with my friends.

Before I knew it, Teacher Jin was leaving, and I felt very reluctant to part with her. I think she is like a cloud. We are her sunshine, and the clouds will disperse with the wind, just like I miss her now. I heard that she still wants to go to her school. She always does, no matter how much I like her.

Teacher Jin, I miss you very much when I write this letter.

Composition 7 about teacher-student relationship Hello, teacher! I'm Chu Yuner. On Teacher's Day this year, I say hello to you on behalf of all the students in Class 502. Thank you for teaching us!

Do you remember, teacher? I fell down while running. You helped me into the classroom, gently applied medicine to my wound and asked me with concern, "Does it still hurt?" ? Cloud. "This is your love for me! I have a cold. You remind me to take cold medicine at noon every day and tell me to have a good rest and not to overwork! You really look like my mother! When I was sick and had no appetite to eat, you took me to the office, gave me some fruit and asked me, "Are you full?" "How much you care about me! You are not only a teacher in our class 502, but also like our mother. You are watching our progress and growth bit by bit, and you take good care of us. I really want to say to you: "teacher, you have worked hard, and we all remember your concern for us before!" Teacher, once we were not sensible, we always made a scene and made you lose your temper; Teacher, thank you for everything you have done for us! "

Teacher, I believe you still remember us! All of them are delicate ghosts. As long as there is a little friction between classmates, they blame each other and even quarrel and fight. Whenever something goes wrong, you start complaining. But not now. Whoever hits them apologizes to each other. Even if we quarrel, we will make up after a while. Now whenever there is a problem, we will try our best to find a solution. I'm also a propaganda Committee member! Please don't worry about us!

Teacher, I thank you again for your education. We deeply remember your teachings! I wish you a happy Teacher's Day!

About the affection between teachers and students. Composition 8 I received a short message and QQ from teacher Xia Jingqiu these days. What kind of new class teacher and math teacher is this? I began to think deeply.

In my impression, Mr. Xia once gave our class a "funny" psychological counseling class. This is the happiest, most interesting and relaxing lesson I have ever had, and it is also a lesson to learn different knowledge points. Nevertheless, I think Mr. Xia should be more serious when giving us the main class, and let himself know slowly. But in any case, he must be as responsible and patient as other teachers, make friends with students, be approachable and be a respectable and good teacher. One more thing, my brother, who graduated for three years, was taught by Mr. Xia. According to his brother's memory, his math performance was not ideal at that time, and several main courses were the worst. However, during Mr. Xia's teaching, his math scores have advanced by leaps and bounds, which is impressive. This should have a lot to do with teacher Xia's teaching methods. I think teacher Xia's level should be very high.

I think the influence of such a teacher on me is not only the progress in my study. He also served as the head teacher in the last year of our primary school. I want to learn from him the truth of being a man and the skills of getting along with others, so that my whole personality will become more calm.

All this imagination is about to unveil the mystery, and Teacher Xia will make a grand appearance. My classmates and I will just wait and see. Stand Up! Salute! Hello, teacher!

Composition 9 About Teachers' and Students' Feelings Today is September 10, which is the annual Teachers' Day. As in previous years, we held activities to celebrate Teachers' Day. I think this celebration was very successful and left a deep impression on me.

First of all, the students wore uniform clothes and red scarves to hold a flag-raising ceremony on the playground. The five-star red flag rises with the solemn national anthem "Ran Ran", and we pay close attention to it. Then we sing the national anthem, and we salute the team. Colorful balloons were released on the playground, with the slogan of blessing the teacher written on them. It's sunny today, and white clouds are floating in the air, as if celebrating this festival with us. Next, all the students bowed to the teacher and sent holiday wishes.

After the ceremony, the students began wonderful performances, including magic, singing and dancing, all of which were wonderful. Then, every student said a word of thanks to the teacher. Some students gave their teacher a warm hug. Some students send flowers to their teachers. Some students brought cakes and sweets to the teacher. However, we know that what teachers want most is for us to make continuous progress and thrive. I think that the teacher usually writes on the blackboard sweating profusely, that the teacher carefully corrects our homework, and that the teacher leads us to carry out various interesting activities, which raises a lot of gratitude in my heart. ...

Suddenly, a burst of laughter interrupted my thoughts. This Teacher's Day activity ended with laughter. In this Teacher's Day activity, what impressed me the most was the true feelings of the students. I want to say to my teacher: Teacher, you are too great. You are a diligent gardener, nurturing our growth. We will repay you with the most authentic results and be a pupil with all-round development in morality, intelligence and physique.

There must be many times in your life when you want to say I love you. Say it out loud if you want to! I love you, which is the longest confession. I love you, this is the warmest words to repay my parents. I love you, the clear spring in the desert. I love you, this is the love language between people on earth. I love you, which is the warmest emotion in the world. I love you, with the help of strangers, with the meticulous care of my parents, and with a big hand of Teacher Liu, I pulled me back from the edge of inferiority. Miss Liu, I love you!

Last semester, I heard that the head teacher was going to change, so I had a guess: Is the new teacher a man or a woman? Is it fierce? Wait a minute. Until the first day of school, Mr. Liu talked about "friendship" and "fate". I think this teacher must be reasonable. I stood up and said, "Mr. Liu, I couldn't control myself before, which discredited the class." Am I still saved? Teacher Liu said: "In my heart, there are no bad boys, and I love them! ""I love them too "is like a spring breeze, which makes my hay full of vitality. I don't know how to thank Mr. Liu. How I want to say, "Miss Liu, I love you!"

I love you because of that insignificant but meaningful moment. It is the intoxicating aroma of wine, the dazzling light of amethyst, the elegance of tulip and the heartfelt voice: "Teacher Liu, I love you!" " "