The teacher has a loving composition 1

I have a beautiful teacher. She is Miss Zhao. Miss Zhao is very beautiful, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses on her watery eyes. My story with Miss Zhao starts from my first grade.

At that time, I had just arrived in Class Two, and I knew nothing, especially learning Chinese Pinyin. I always mix up the letters, so I'm anxious. At that time, Mr. Zhao often patiently tutored me during recess and taught me by hand. Finally, I overcame the difficulty of pinyin. Teacher Zhao not only cares about me in my studies, but also loves me like my mother in my life. I remember once, when I was in Chinese class, I suddenly had a stomachache. Teacher Zhao was very anxious after seeing it. After drinking boiled water, he didn't get better. He quickly called my father, took my hand and personally took me to the school porter, so that my father could take me to the hospital in time. I am very grateful to Teacher Zhao for this.

I was praised many times by my teacher for my love of reading when I was in kindergarten, but I still love reading so much after I went to primary school. At that time, as a freshman, I picked up a book as soon as I entered class every afternoon. It seems that Miss Zhao praised me. Someone asked me, how can a first-grade child know so many words? In fact, it's a secret of mine-I never read words when reading, but only the illustrations on each page, haha. Only Miss Zhao and I know about this, and we can't tell anyone!

In the third grade, I was admitted to the top five in my class. Teacher Zhao invited me to have dinner with my classmates. We are very happy. I remember that our little faces were occupied by chocolate that day.

Miss Zhao, you recorded your infinite affection for us on the blackboard. Thank you, Miss Zhao!

Teacher's love composition II

My teacher is an amiable and kind-hearted good teacher. She's smart. "Reading is like writing." This sentence can't describe her better The teacher once praised me as a wizard. Does this word "odd" contain many stories between me and my teacher?

When I was a sophomore, I thought the composition was boring. Since once, during lunch break, the teacher called me to the podium and said to me, "Tao Hongdong, now I will compare with you to see who writes vividly and interestingly." I feel very excited when I compete with my teacher for the first time. I looked at the picture as if I had entered the fairy tale kingdom. My inspiration flows like a waterfall, and I write quickly. After a while, I handed my composition to the teacher. The teacher looked up at me in surprise and said, "how did you finish it so quickly?" "? Let me see. ""Wow ... much better than what I wrote. You wrote so childlike and vivid that the teacher lost. " At that time, I was very naive, thinking that I was very powerful and defeated the teacher. "I am very interested in composing music. After that, I went home and read whenever I had time. I didn't write two compositions for the teacher to correct. Once, the teacher helped me write my composition.

But it didn't last long. My teacher went to another school to teach. Although I write my composition every week, because there is no teacher to help me correct it, I am gradually indifferent to my composition and my inspiration is gradually leaving me. Later, I finally got in touch with my teacher. She took time out of her busy schedule to help me revise my composition and sent it to me by email. I am gradually fascinated by composition.

She is a good teacher in my life and guides me to sail and sail. One day I will make my teacher proud of me.

And the teacher's love composition 3

From small to large, one teacher after another brought me up bit by bit. In my eyes, they are like my mother, sharing the growth with me-this can be the fruit of ups and downs. Of course, the most influential teacher is my fourth-grade teacher, Miss Guo.

Miss Guo is the most severe teacher in my primary school career, and also the teacher who scares me the most. Up to now, I still remember when I was in the fourth grade. Because of one of my mistakes, Mr. Guo pulled me to the podium and gave me a good lesson, which is really fresh in my memory. So from then on, I am afraid to make the same mistake again every day. The great thing about Miss Guo is that everyone in our class is afraid of her, but at the same time they are in awe of her. Maybe it's because strict teachers make excellent students. Under her guidance, the study and discipline of our class have improved a lot. At the beginning, we were all teachers who were quiet instead of noisy, belonging to the relationship of "cat and mouse". Over time, when to do something and when to be quiet has become a habit, and the relationship between cats and mice has gradually faded.

Although Miss Guo is a strict teacher, she also has a kind side. The happiest time I spent with Mr. Guo was on Christmas Day. On that day, each of us put our presents in a big bag. At that time, Santa Claus will give presents! That day, Teacher Guo gave us a big surprise! She bought a lot of balloons, ribbons and snacks with our class meeting fee! The serious teacher Guo suddenly became as kind as her mother, which surprised us. That night, we ate, sang and watched performances. Finally, a Santa Claus suddenly appeared. Look around the classroom again. Mr. Guo doesn't know when he disappeared. I think you know who Santa Claus is! Finally, Miss Guo cut the ribbon into pieces and wrapped it around our necks. He also jokingly said, "Take it off at home!" "On the way home, under the colorful street lights, the ribbon around my neck sparkled, attracting the attention of many passers-by. ...

That night, Miss Guo, you gave us too many surprises. Only then did we find you so kind. Now, I went to the primary school to find you and found that you went to another school. Helpless, I have to wish you a happy birthday from a distance on paper! I wonder if you have heard my blessing. ...

And the teacher of love composition 4.

My teacher is the gentlest person in the world. Although he is not tall, his eyes are a little small and he feels lazy, everyone who has known him for a long time knows that he is a responsible teacher and treats his students well.

He is my math teacher. What I like best is the way he speaks in class. When he speaks, he will hold his arm high and write beautiful fonts on the blackboard. Every straight line is straight. He hardly uses a ruler. This straight line is the result of his years of teaching. He is also funny sometimes-sometimes when he is talking, he suddenly asks us, "Where was I?" Sometimes I will deliberately copy a wrong number, miscalculate a very simple question, narrow his small eyes and say, "It's no use getting old." But in fact, we all know that the teacher is intentional-because every time we find the teacher's mistakes, our level will be improved to a certain extent.

He is also my spiritual mentor. As we all know, my poor math performance has become a big worry for me. Every time I hand out papers, I'm really scared. Once I was diagnosed by my unit, I was hiding in a tutor class, and the score was 6 1 point. I was very sad. I couldn't help sobbing when I looked at the cross ring in the basic part of the test paper. Just as I was about to destroy this heartbreaking paper, the teacher came in. I hid the paper behind me and prepared to leave the classroom quickly. The teacher stopped me: "You have made progress this time. Every little progress will be better. " I was surprised and said, "But I only got 6 1 point in the exam. I still count down! " ""What about the countdown? For yourself, progress is enough. "As the saying goes, the teacher told me that he was just hitting himself.

Even the cleverest man is stupid, so is Lao Xu.

And the teacher's love composition 5

Stepping into the campus of junior high school, I entered a new stage of my life. Of course, in addition to joy, there is also the pressure of study. Of the eight teachers, the one that impressed me the most was the history teacher.

The teacher who has taken two classes is a veritable "weird" teacher. In class, his lectures are lively and interesting, and he also encourages us to "ask questions when we have ideas and express them boldly". But after class, the teacher is like a unsmiling judge, very strict.

Sunrise in the east, sunset in the west, scattered clouds. The air still smells of summer. This is an ordinary day. This class is a "weird" teacher's class, and the class is not in the middle. The teacher said that the primitive society in the world is a society where everyone is equal, cooperative and happy ... "The world is in harmony and the society is well-off". I even muttered something, which happened to blame the teacher for nodding at the news. "Yes, this classmate said well. The primitive agricultural society is indeed the ideal society of Confucius. Please continue to study these two words! " But I only know the general meaning of a well-off society with great harmony ... Now, I'm worried, frowning, and tiny beads of sweat soon flow down my forehead.

Looking at the teacher's expectant eyes and the students' amazing eyes, I was really at a loss for a second and couldn't wait to find a gap to drill down. At this embarrassing moment, the teacher made a gesture of "sitting down" to me and said, "This classmate's silence is also the explanation of Datong, and it's the same …" After I was saved, I finally sat down with a sigh of relief. This episode ended in time with the "strange" teacher.

Somehow, I seem to be one step closer to the "strange" teacher. Among the eight teachers, what impressed me most was the warm-hearted history teacher.