A letter to the teacher after graduation.

Hello! Soon, I have set foot on the stairs of grade six. Teacher Wu, you have paid a lot of sweat for us. I'm here to talk to you today.

You are a good teacher who cares about students. I remember once, a classmate in our class was a little dizzy in class because he was not feeling well. When the news reaches your ears. Let the students have a good rest on the table, give him a cup of hot water and ask him if he is cold or warm.

Another time, when you were giving us a lecture, you yawned and rubbed your nose. We all know that your cold makes you so. I thought, "Mr. Wu, why don't you have a rest on the podium?" But I know you are tenaciously lecturing to us. ...

When the final exam is near, the teacher is more nervous than us, so he often takes an extra class after school to make up lessons for us. Some students complain that teachers should not stay after school. But you don't care what they say. Often help students who don't understand, teach them solutions, and give him an easy-to-understand statement so that he can understand. We will ask you for advice when we encounter problems that cannot be solved, and you will patiently explain them to us.

Teacher Wu, here, I want to give you a poem to express my sincere praise to the gardener:

If we were a ship,

You are a pair of oars.

Paddle,

Small boats can ride the wind and waves.

If we were candles,

You are a match.

After the match is lit,

Candles can give off bright light.

If we are lush trees,

You are a diligent gardener.

With the cultivation of gardeners,

Trees can be tall and beautiful. ...

Teacher Wu, let me say to you again: "thank you!" " I wish you:

Good health and all the best!

Dear teacher * *:

Hello!

I am coming to the junior high school that I have been longing for for for a long time. Everything is so fresh, full of hopes and dreams.

A person, without lofty ideals, can't achieve great things. I've wanted to be XXX since I was a child, and I've been making unremitting efforts for this dream. As the old saying goes, a gentleman strives for self-improvement. Only by aiming high can I forge ahead step by step on the journey of life.

In addition to my usual study, I have many hobbies: (short, writing my own hobbies), which enriches my after-school life and makes the world in my eyes more exciting. I'm only telling you this to make you know me better. In the next three years, thanks to the hard work of my teachers, I will strive to be a successful person and live up to the expectations of my school and parents.

I have entered the age of rapid growth, and maturity has gradually replaced childishness. I learned a lot during my six years in primary school. I thank my former teacher for guiding me to a bright day. Those nostalgia and reluctance, those hopes and ideals have always accompanied me to stand at the door of the new world of junior high school. I will strive to realize myself, perfect my youth and pursue my dreams in my later life. I hope the teacher can also help me.

I am here to convey

Salute!

Dear teacher x:

Hello!

You have been teaching me knowledge since the second grade. If I am sick, you always ask me how I am. Teacher, you are very concerned about every student. Teacher, you are not afraid of hard work day and night. In the morning, you will teach us knowledge, and in the evening, you will correct our homework and test papers. But I don't know why, I always feel that you are sometimes kind and sometimes fierce. Most students in our class think you are fierce, but I know that people don't hate you because of this, but like you very much! I know that other students may say that you are fierce because you are afraid of scolding them, and many students think that you are very kind. You are our teacher in class, but you are our friend after class. You are our eternal teacher, and the knowledge you teach will benefit us for life.

To Mr. X:

Happy forever!

Happy forever!

More beautiful every day!

Student: XX

XX year XX month XX day

Dear teacher x:

Hello!

Teacher, I confess that I am not a good student you like. You patiently persuaded me more than once, but I let you down again and again, becoming Liu Adou that you can't help.

Remember what happened in the middle of last semester! That day happened to be the mid-term exam, because I was a guest at my grandmother's house the day before, and when I came to the door of the classroom the next day, my classmates were already taking the exam. I stood at the door and shouted "report" several times, and you coldly motioned me to go in, probably because I was nervous! I forgot to write my name after the exam. The next morning, you publicly criticized me in front of your classmates. I know I am a careless person and should be criticized, but those harsh words you said at that time really made me feel ashamed. If there is a crack in the ground, I really want to go in. That time, I also saw something in your eyes that you didn't say-you idiot!

In the next half semester, I also tried to change myself, but no matter how hard I tried, all I got was your indifference. Sometimes when I ask you questions, you always ignore them. Several times, I timidly returned to my seat. I don't want to mention how uncomfortable it is to see you patiently answering questions and giving them a kind look. ...

Teacher, the new semester has started again. For other students, I will study hard for new goals, and I! I lost confidence in my study. How I wish you could moisten my thirsty heart with a drop of dew.

Teacher, I made a greeting card myself. On Teacher's Day, I will quietly put it on your desk. ...

I am here to convey

Salute! Remember to write your name and change it!

There's another one:

Teacher xx:

Hello!

I am your student. Time flies. We have been apart for * months. I really miss you. I wonder if you miss us, too?

I remember my beautiful alma mater;

I am eager to be in the class group of XXX class forever;

I hope you will always accompany me!

However, this is all my fantasy.

But my alma mater, our class, and you,

Will be branded in my heart forever and ever!

Teacher of love:

Hello!

Grateful heart, thank you!

Who brings the breath of spring like a swallow? It's you, full of you!

Who is plowing in the wilderness of thorns? It's you! You've been writing!

Who is like a breeze and a willow, soothing an ignorant heart? It's you, dear and respectable teacher!

You have a broad mind like the sea, you have the love of parents all over the world, and you have the most precious wealth in the world-knowledge.

Perhaps you are the embodiment of wisdom, the messenger of culture, full of high sense of responsibility and contribution, and come to this world to spread the essence of culture and convey the nourishment of ideas.

I remember walking in front of your window on a bright moonlit night, and your wandering figure was in the room. You think hard, just for a difficult problem. There is a sleepy light on that neat table, which makes a slight squeak. The wind inadvertently opened your lesson plan, and many words were reflected on the window.

This is your mark on the teaching road; This is every sacred stroke you draw a blueprint for the future; This is the hard evidence of your selfless dedication!

The long road to study records your every move; The tortuous road of life has your sincere guidance and care at every step. You use all your knowledge to water your budding heart, and you use the love of your life to warm your lonely heart. You use the most beautiful language in the world to open every knot, and you use beautiful rainbows to cross our hearts.

With your help, the child's heart is becoming more and more mature and has the desire to take off; I have a dream of swimming. You have given us the motivation to struggle forward, your inculcation and your knowledge essence have built a sculpture of wealth in our hearts.

You are too great. You have trained the elites and heroes of the times. You shape greatness with self-styled smallness, and you embellish beauty with conscious commonness; You created a myth with a bent back.

Running water is in a hurry, and autumn wind blows off your young face; Years are ruthless, Xia Yue bends your healthy back; The snow in winter is bright, covering your black hair. However, your spirit of "teaching and educating people" is still full of vitality, no less than that of that year.

The world is changing; But what remains unchanged is the golden relationship between teachers and students and the heart of gratitude full of complicated feelings.

That is the grace, the grace of education, the grace of enlightenment, and the kindness of teachers to repay a drop of water with a spring of water.

It is affection, affection between teachers and students, friendship, and "parental affection" of "teaching wisdom without giving skin".

This is a kind of goodwill that can stand the test of time and space constraints.

Even in the dark, I will never forget the hand groping in the dark; Even in the sacred moment when life is prosperous and the peaks stand overlooking the world, you will never forget the pieces of spring talk you sent when you shed tears; Even on the day when you are worried about your unsatisfactory studies, you will never forget the hopeful eyes and encouraging smile.

Your every greeting, every help and every care are deeply engraved in our memory.

Even if the rainstorm strikes, even if the yellow sand rolls up, it can't take away the grateful heart and the sincere and solemn respect!

Teacher, have you seen the swaying moon on the treetops? It brings my gratitude and sincere blessing: May you have flowers every day and stars every night, and may you be safe and happy on the road of life!

I am here to convey

Salute!

Your student

Dear Teacher Li:

Are you in good health?

You didn't expect me to write to you, did you? Although we meet every day, do you know what I think? Although I have always been a fidgety student in your heart, do you know? Although I have an eraser in my hand, my ears are still listening to your lecture. It is because I have something in my hand that I am always criticized by you, but I can't get rid of this problem.

Do you know that?/You know what? Every time I come to your office to accept your criticism, I feel that the end of the world is coming. I hope everyone will criticize me less in the future, and I will definitely correct it as soon as possible! Don't always criticize me in front of teachers, parents and classmates. Because other good classmates don't play with me, it always makes me feel ashamed.

I know I can't judge a "civilized student" by my usual academic performance, and my classmates won't choose me as a "three-good student", but I hope you can give me an award. Although my academic performance is not good now, it doesn't mean that I will be bad in the future. Many great men in the world were not excellent when they were young, but they grew into famous scientists through hard work. Einstein was kicked out of school by his teacher because of his poor study when he was a child, but he became a great scientist when he grew up. I don't know if you can give me more encouragement in the future. I will definitely live up to your expectations!

I am here to convey

welcome

Dear Teacher Wang:

Hello! You won't be confused when you receive this letter. I'm from xx Village, Zhang Fang Town. It is you who taught my students in grades one to four. At that time, you called me Guo x x (Yin), the "third daughter".

Teacher! Over the years, I miss you. How many times have I written "the person you respect most", I always wrote about you-my favorite teacher, Wang Hongzhi.

I won't forget that at that time, we were poor. There are only two classrooms in the school, and four grade students are crowded in them. After you finish teaching this class, you can teach that class, but in this remote mountain village, we can be heard reading aloud everywhere. You not only teach us math and Chinese, but also teach us singing, sports and writing Chinese characters. You also took us to a labor class.

I remember I went to school on 1959. These four years are catching up with the difficult period of the country. You took us up the mountain to grow radishes, and you took out your little salary as our class fee.

I remember Teacher Niang was very young at that time, wearing two big braid, and her white face always showed a cordial smile. We all like her very much.

Do you remember my father's name is Guo x x (Yin) and my mother's name is Guo x x (Yin)? My father joined the China Producers' Party in 44 years, and my mother joined the Party in 45 years. Now that my mother has passed away, my old father is in good health. At that time, you called them eldest brother and sister-in-law. Do you remember that my second sister Guo x x and my brother Guo x x were both your students? More than 40 years have passed. I was over half a year old at that time, because I didn't lie about my age in kindergarten. But every step I take, I will never forget the teacher who trained me for four years-you!

I will never forget that we had a reading lesson on the stone under the big apricot tree on the hillside. You told us the story of Cowherd bravely fighting against the landlord' sorghum leaves killing cattle'; I won't forget that you are afraid of the danger of students taking a bath in the river ditch. Let the students stand in a row and draw white marks on their bodies with their fingers. I won't forget you correcting students' homework until late at night every day; I won't forget it-teacher, you often visit every family in my village. We will always remember you. You watered our saplings with youth and sweat. We have all grown up, but you have added to the vicissitudes of the years.

I remember seeing you in the department store when I was in junior high school in Nanshangle. I saw that your head had added white hair, and my heart was sour. You were worried about your classmates before you dropped your head! If I remember correctly, you should be over 80 years old this year. I want to know how are you and your teacher's mother? How are your brothers and sisters? I am now retired at home, doing nothing, doing exercises with the old people every day, and sometimes going for a walk in the park. I really want to see you, but I don't know your address. I only know that it is Nanshangle Township (now called Shiwo Town). So writing a letter to you, whether you receive it or not, will make me feel better. Teacher! You used to be my teacher, now you are my teacher, and you will always be my teacher. You taught me how to be a man and how to be an upright and kind person. You have deeply influenced me. I would rather sacrifice myself than seek happiness for others. Teacher, if you receive my letter, can you tell me your address? I will definitely visit you. I have a lot to say to you.

Teacher, can I write to you in the future? I wish you and your family good health and all the best.

I am here to convey

welcome

A letter to the teacher.

I never liked writing, but today I really want to write. Hurry to the computer, because I want to write out my feelings at this time. It was already brewing on the way home, so it was particularly easy to write.

Something happened today, which made me feel very sudden. It's the first time I met such an eccentric teacher. I still remember that when he first came to our class, he felt very cordial. He repeatedly stated that he had always been fair, even though he said at the class meeting today. But early in the morning, I remember. He said that my deskmate and I bullied another one. Why is it because that classmate has good grades? I really think it's ridiculous. I didn't like that teacher at first. Don't ask us, don't give us a chance to explain, that's all.

At the class meeting today, the teacher said that classmates who didn't like the teacher at school would harm themselves and affect their study. In fact, I think everyone understands this truth. And I am even more. Because of the third grade of primary school, because I like the head teacher, my study has made rapid progress. Since then, my learning path has also changed. So I know more clearly from my personal experience that whether I like teachers or not has a great influence on my study. Therefore, no matter what grade, I will try my best to like teachers. I think teachers must also hope that all their students like themselves.

However, as a teacher, why do you like to say one thing and do another? Maybe I'm too sure. But many teachers don't seem to think about why they make their classmates hate them. They will only make their classmates not hate their teachers, but they will not hold themselves accountable. Don't think about what makes classmates hate, and then improve. However, few teachers will do this. Not only that, when the teacher asked the students not to hate the teacher, they couldn't do it themselves. Teachers also hate students. Doesn't this affect students' study? Perhaps, this is more important than that classmate hates the influence of teachers on learning, because it also causes psychological harm to that classmate. Don't think that students won't know what you think. In fact, students are the most sensitive, especially people of our age. Moreover, the injuries they suffered at this time are difficult to heal and will have an impact on people's lives.

In fact, I understand that teachers are not saints, and it is common for every teacher to be biased. I can't blame the teacher, because everyone likes beautiful things, and so do teachers. However, I don't like teachers being blinded by facts because they are "partial", which is unfair to people who are not liked by teachers.

I hope that teachers all over the world will treat all people with one heart and one mind and don't hurt us when we were young.

Dear teacher: Hello! I am a fifth-grade student. Although my classmates and I will never grow up in front of you, you taught us everything in detail. Through your hands, we changed from a blank sheet of paper to a small picture. You always try your best to make learning a pleasure; You let us know how to be an honest child, give full play to our advantages and correct our shortcomings; You always care about our study and life, and you are the person we will always trust; You let us know that no matter how noisy it is outside, in your class, we will find a kind of learning tranquility, as well as tolerance, laughter and excitement ... When I didn't concentrate on listening in class, you didn't blame me, but patiently advised me; When I quarreled with my classmates, you didn't scold me and guided me to do a good job of unity among my classmates; When I forgot my homework, you didn't criticize me severely and told me to finish it on time next time. When I made a little progress in my study, you praised me without pity, as if I were happier than me ... my spring is in your praise, my summer is in your smile, my autumn is in your criticism, and my winter is in your cultivation. Thank you, my teacher! Salute!

I am very excited at the thought of the teacher's usual care for me. Teachers, like gardeners, are working hard to cultivate the future of the motherland. Teachers work all day like bees. Teachers are like crutches. From the beginning of learning English, we began to accept the care of our teachers. In a word, teachers can't help us on the road of our growth. Teachers, like my second parents, have always cared about us in obscurity. When we are in trouble, the teacher will help us; When we encounter setbacks, it is the teacher who will comfort us; It is really difficult for us to repay the selfless dedication of our teachers.

As the saying goes: "One day as a teacher, life as a father." Teachers will always be respected and loved by us. Here I say from the bottom of my heart, "Thank you, teacher."

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

But without the teacher's teaching, there will be no progress and growth, so I want to thank my teachers.

Without sunshine, there would be no growth of everything; Without rain and dew, there is no fragrance of flowers; Without parents, there is no life; But without the teacher's teaching, there will be no progress and growth, so I want to thank my teachers.

I thank my first teacher, Miss Liu Xiaohong, who taught me how to live in harmony with my children, how to care for and help others, how to be lenient with others and how to be strict with myself. She gave me a chance to perform at every party and asked me to be the host. Unforgettable, thank her sincerely.

Teacher Liu Xiaohong is also the leader of the second grade group. She asked me to participate in every activity organized by the second grade group, let me recite, let me exercise and feel the happiness of success.

I want to thank my music teacher, Mr. Cao Zengyu, who made me fall in love with literature and performance. It was she who kept me as a literary and art committee member, choreographed and directed music textbooks, and made me a musical genius in everyone's mind.

Thanks to all my second-grade teachers, thanks to all the teachers who have taught me. Teacher Liu Xiaohong loves life as much as a child. At 7 o'clock in the evening, Song was temporarily forgotten by his parents to pick up his students, and personally sent them to the students' grandmother's house. Teacher Liu Yue used her own money to buy school supplies for poor students. Teachers Dong Wei and Dong Yang selflessly gave up breastfeeding time and devoted themselves to new education and teaching. Teacher Zhi uses advanced teaching concepts to guide classroom practice. Teacher Liu loves his job and often makes up lessons for students during recess, and so on. In them, I saw a respectable and amiable Chinese literature and art teacher. They taught me to be kind and generous, and told me not to lose heart, to be confident and to face life bravely, no matter how difficult it is.

Teacher, you inspired me and made me really understand the grace of nature. From then on, I learned every green leaf, every colorful cloud and every spray. Teacher, you have created a warm collective with love. In our collective, there is laughter, singing and sunshine every minute.

Flowers thank trees and bear rich fruits; Bees thank flowers and brew sweet nectar; Birds thank the trees and sing beautiful songs; I want to thank my teacher. I will study hard, be strict with myself and try to be a useful person to society.

hope

Healthy and beautiful, cultivate more talents!

Your student: XXXX

XXX month XX day