On praising teachers' compositions 1
The sapling has grown into a big tree, but the figure of the door that attends classes on the podium all day has never changed.
The podium has lost some paint and changed boxes of chalk. The books are all handwritten, the edges of the paper have turned yellow, and the pages are turned all day long. The projector hanging on it has broken down many times, and there are traces of many years on the falling curtain.
The desks, chairs and bookshelves in the classroom are the marks of the first students. The excellent works on the wall and blackboard are still there, but people have already left. The saplings outside the window have grown into big trees, and the green branches and leaves are about to penetrate through the window.
Day after day, year after year, the teacher walked into the classroom, looked at the passers-by in his life and started the class. Students come and go, some come back to visit, some don't come back, but they are just passers-by. But there are also some indelible marks on the paper of memory. They will live in the teacher's memory eventually.
Day after day, she told the text that she had memorized by heart before. Perhaps, in the middle, she will also think of them before. She always waters every sapling with water drops of wisdom, so that the sapling can quickly grow into a towering tree.
Although her hair has turned slightly white, her eyes are as bright as before, and her hands have accumulated calluses and chalk dust for many years. Every stroke and painting written heavily on the blackboard converge into a source of wisdom. She always instills knowledge into those saplings. "Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night."
The trees outside the window grow taller and taller. ...
Praise the teacher's composition 2
When I first met you, it was the fierce summer in August. The sun has the last strength to fight, and the cicada is too hot to say a word. I saw you come in a hurry and leave in a hurry. Your long hair reminds me of our next meeting. Although there was no class at that time, I believe there must be something in this world called fate.
Later, I really entered your class, so I thought about the future. ...
Time flies. During the year with you, I learned what it means to be alone.
In Shaanxi, the most simple and authentic land, you live the most simple and authentic life. You don't like flashy, hypocritical and full of lies. You like to work hard and be careful. The first lesson you taught us is: be a good boy first, and then be a good scholar. You often say that learning is secondary, and a person's quality is the most important. Indeed, if a person has no quality and self-restraint, even if he reads more books in his mind, it is just an empty shell and worthless.
You have personally demonstrated for us what is meticulous and what is race against time. In less than a year, you have twisted the class into a rope, and everyone is United and harmonious. You will share good questions between classes and discuss difficult problems after class. The overall learning atmosphere of the class is particularly strong.
You also take care of our daily life like a mother. At six o'clock in the morning, you reminded us to take our umbrellas and coats. When the flag is raised, it is you who arrange the collar for each of us from the first row of the team; You reminded us not to be late for the holiday. Send books, you write names for us one by one ... you take care of us in every possible way, and from time to time, a warm current flows through the blood vessels and dissolves in the blood. ...
You are also my role model. I try my best to keep up with you and get rid of my procrastination. Let me improve my work efficiency and academic performance. In a word, you have benefited me a lot.
As a teacher, you must be strict with us. You attach importance to our attitude, criticize our shortcomings and praise our efforts. You treat all your classmates equally, and don't treat any one differently because of your grades. You seek truth from facts, right is right, wrong is wrong, and love and hate are clear.
It is not easy to meet such a good teacher in life.
Although you are just an ordinary star in this vast universe, in my heart-you are the bright moon of the fifteenth, perfect and unique!
Composition 3 about praising teachers
The color of the sky overhead is constantly changing, and the leaves on the trees are falling and growing. I never stopped growing up in streets and crowds. At this age of learning to be sensible, I met my tutor.
Teacher Zhang is my fourth Chinese teacher since primary school. I like this teacher's poetic explanation in class, so that Chinese class is no longer boring. Teacher Zhang Can can always express beautiful sentences fluently and appropriately, which must be a skill honed by countless lectures. This is not my blind flattery to a teacher, but my conclusion after many thoughts. I like Chinese, and I like this Chinese teacher even more. In a composition class, the teacher read a letter to his mother. I didn't expect to cry accidentally, letting me know that the article is not only the embodiment of writing skills, but also the carrier of true feelings. A person without thoughts and feelings can't be brilliant.
When teachers are in class, they don't just instill knowledge into our minds. Spend some time playing music or programs related to the text from time to time. At this time, I found that Chinese learning is not just reciting and reading, but increasing the understanding and appreciation of beauty. If you learn Chinese well, you can better interpret your inner thoughts. Good poetry matches good scenery, I always think so. But it didn't last long, and my stomach trouble broke out again. The fate with teacher Zhang only lasted for two weeks.
My health is not very good, and I am not as lively and healthy as other students. This kind of cognition makes me very frustrated. I often take sick leave for treatment and rest, and I have missed a lot of homework. When I am disheartened, I can always receive greetings from Teacher Zhang. When my mother showed me the information, my eyes were wet. Originally, the teacher was still thinking about me, and I gradually became happy. Teacher Zhang's concern is true. Occasionally, when I go to school, she seems to be very happy in class. I can see her eyes and her happy heart. As long as Mr. Zhang sees me coming to school, he will quietly tell me that you don't have to do your homework. Your health is the most important thing. Don't be exhausted. Gradually, instead of exaggerating the fact that I was sick, I relaxed my mood. I want to stay healthy and go to school.
I haven't asked for leave next semester. Teacher Zhang arranged for me to be the team leader. When she sees me, she will ask me if my stomach still hurts, can science keep up, do you want hot water, tell me that my stomach hurts and go to her place to get a hot treasure immediately. Teacher Zhang's worries are always swirling in my mind. The work of my Chinese class representative is also more energetic. My brain is not very good. Forgetting things, the notebook records what to do in a day. When I put all this in order and did it well, Teacher Zhang was never stingy with her praise.
Teacher Zhang, you have swept away all the haze in my heart, and I will always remember your kindness.
Composition 4 about praising teachers
As the saying goes, "A flower in a crop depends on fertilizer." We are flowers and teachers are fertilizers. She is the best and most responsible Chinese teacher I have ever seen in six years-Mr. Ouyang. She has been using her lifelong knowledge as fertilizer to nurture the flowers of our motherland and make us better.
My Chinese teacher is the most responsible teacher in the whole school. Some teachers only attend classes one day and care about other students' affairs. My Chinese teacher Ouyang is not like this. She is always thinking of us and worried about us. It is simply "worrying about the first class, but enjoying the second class."
I remember once, we did a general cleaning, and we did it. Teacher Ouyang came to check and found a lot of mud in the ditch. The mud is too hard to get out. The teacher did it himself, took a rake and pulled out the mud. The teacher also asked us to bring her drinking bucket and fill it with water to flush the ditch. No other teacher can do this.
I still deeply remember that once my classmate Ping Zeng's grandmother came to school. The teacher hoped that the cooperation at home could catch up with Ping Zeng's grades, but grandma said that Ping Zeng was a fool in front of the teacher, and his grades were like this. The teacher was very sad, and I even saw that she had been strong and left sad tears. At a class meeting, the teacher talked about it. She said that in her eyes, none of our children are stupid. Let's work together to prove to our parents that we can. Since then, teachers and classmates have enthusiastically helped Ping Zeng and Ping Zeng to listen to their teachers and study hard. Sure enough, a month later, Teacher Ping Zeng succeeded, and so did we.
Teacher Ouyang, you are a great gardener who carefully cultivated us and a great local gardener. When our fighting spirit is high, you are the pioneer, leading us to the battlefield. When we are in a trough, you are the nightingale who cured us. Teacher Ouyang, I praise you, you are the brightest star in the vast starry sky, always flashing in our hearts!
About praising the teacher's composition 5
Grateful heart, thank you, let me have the courage to be myself all my life ...
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Teacher, you planted the seeds of love in my heart and taught me slowly. Gradually, the seeds took root and sprouted in my heart, and a grateful flower blossomed. You are so grateful to me that I can't help singing a grateful song to praise you. You have a long, bright black hair hanging down like a waterfall. Your eyes are as deep as a pool, but they contain endless tenderness. When you laugh, your eyes bend into a curved crescent moon, and your smile is as bright as fireworks. Your amiable, gentle and elegant temperament makes people easy to get close to. Although you are knowledgeable, you always carry a dictionary with you and travel with us in the ocean of knowledge.
Teacher, your charm is everywhere. I am fascinated by your tall and straight figure, perfect face and sweet voice when reading the text.
Teacher, you have planted the seeds of confidence in my heart. I didn't dare to raise my hand to answer questions before. Even though I know the answer clearly in my heart, I am still afraid of being teased by my classmates, and my hands are always hesitant. Until that Chinese class, I listened to your question and immediately got the answer. My hand just started to move, but I stopped writing soon. I am hesitant and tangled in my heart. Just when I thought a lot, you saw my movements, and you seemed to understand my inner thoughts at once. Although several students have raised their hands high, you suddenly called my name. I was nervous and stood up slowly. The teacher looked at me kindly, as if to say to me, "Don't be nervous, take your time." I seem to be sedated and speak fluently. The teacher applauded and praised me. From then on, I was no longer timid and hesitant, but really confident.
Teacher, your charm is also reflected in communication. You use the popular mobile phone contact method-WeChat to build a bridge to communicate with your parents. After you brought your parents in, you also set up a WeChat group in the group to announce our performance. I didn't finish my homework and didn't pass the dictation. Please ask parents to supervise and educate me after the announcement. Students who have carefully completed their homework and recited customs will be praised in the WeChat group. Use WeChat to let parents know their children's learning situation in time, further communicate with parents and make students work harder. This is your charm.
No matter whether I grow into a towering tree or a low shrub in the future, I will always remember you. When I was a small sapling, it was your teacher who nurtured me carefully and made me grow.
Praise you, my favorite teacher!
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