In my fifth grade primary school life, there are many teachers, including a beautiful young teacher Kang, a teacher Wang who loves telling stories, a teacher Pang who eats instant noodles, and a humorous teacher Li ... Among them, my favorite teacher is our amiable and understanding class teacher Qiu. I remember one time, the teacher was giving a lecture and all the students were listening attentively. Only one student went to bed. It was very cold at that time, but the student wore very little. The teacher didn't wake him up after seeing it, but stood on tiptoe, walked to him gently, took off his clothes and covered his classmates slowly and gently. Although his movements were light, he woke up. He seemed to perceive something, looked at the clothes around him with puzzled eyes, and then at the clothes on his body. He seemed to understand something, hugged the teacher and burst into tears. Although 1 year has passed, I still remember that touching scene. I remember another time, a classmate was listless in class because he missed breakfast in a hurry. The teacher saw him and thought he was ill, so he went down to the podium and asked what was going on. When asked, he learned that he didn't eat breakfast, so Mr. Li gave him his only breakfast table. He said it's okay. It's okay. But the teacher said, "It doesn't matter if I don't eat. If you don't eat, it will affect your body. " So, under the teacher's repeated refusal. Students pick up breakfast and eat there by themselves. The teacher is watching. Although these are small things, they nourish our hearts.