If Mr. Li is a big tree, then I am a young grass under the big tree. He brought me shade with his broad shoulders. If Miss Li is a diligent gardener, then I am a delicate flower. She watered my growth with hard sweat. If Miss Li is a huge umbrella, then I am a child under the umbrella. She sheltered me from the wind and rain with love If Miss Li is a bright light, then I am such a lost child. She guided me forward with knowledge.
I clearly remember the first lesson she gave us. She told us a little poem, "Go two or three miles, and there will be four or five smoke villages." There are six or seven pavilions and eighty or ninety flowers. "She spoke vividly, so that I was immersed in her class as if I were there, and I couldn't return to my mind for a long time. Her wise eyes, I do not know how many wonderful stories are hidden; Her cherry mouth may not be full of literary talent, but every sentence contains profound truth.
How lucky I am to be assigned to this class, but I will be in the fifth grade soon. We can't get along with Miss Li for long, so I will cherish it!
Teachers will never forget two people's lives. They will meet all kinds of people, some of whom are unforgettable and touching ... there will be goodwill between you and your family. Let me tell you something about me and my teacher.
My teacher's surname is Li. She is the head teacher of my primary school. Teacher Li teaches us. I think she is a real student-oriented teacher. I like her very much. Miss Li often tells us some anecdotes about her children. After listening, everyone smiled and told us some philosophical stories. Everyone was fascinated when they heard it. Miss Li always says some humorous sentences from time to time in class. What a good speech, the teacher will praise her, we will be flattered, which makes us more enthusiastic about the speech. If someone makes a mistake, Mr. Li will also seriously criticize it. Teachers often say, "Who are you criticizing for?" Does the teacher really want to criticize you? Students who are not teachers are happy. "We also replied," it's for our own good, not for ourselves. "This is our heartfelt answer, not a boring answer. Many students have the same idea as me, but there are also a few students who bother the teacher in order to cope with his words.
Miss Li has a great influence on me, and I will never miss you.
I can't forget the teachers who taught me the most in three primary schools. What impressed me the most was Teacher Yang. In my memory, Mr. Yang is a kind and strict teacher.
I remember when I first entered the gate, I was very young, only 7 years old. When I first came to this place, I felt very fresh. When father asked me to come to class, I didn't want to, but I cried. I grinned when I saw her. She smiled too.
In the second grade, Teacher Yang became our head teacher, teaching Chinese. From then on, the way she looked at me was not only gentle, but also serious. She especially likes me to answer questions, and every answer can satisfy her.
In the fourth grade, Mr. Yang was the head teacher. It was a Chinese class. Because I previewed it, I found it very simple, so I secretly read the picture book. I was so absorbed in reading that I didn't even hear Mr. Yang's question. Naturally, the book was confiscated and I was criticized. The main reason is that I am too playful and like to be clever. I couldn't figure it out at the time. I swore to ignore her and not listen to her class carefully. I am always lazy in Chinese class for a few days. After class, I saw her and quickly hid. She always checks and gives me an ideological education to reassure her. Teacher Yang returned the picture book to me. At that moment, I thought: Teacher Yang is so thoughtful!
I will never forget my caring and growing teacher-Miss Yang Sufen!
The teacher is unforgettable. Miss Yuan is a Chinese teacher in our school. She is slim and dignified. No matter whether teachers or classmates dare to look at her, she is kind to us.
During the class, there were a few hilarious laughter from time to time in the classroom, and there was constant interaction in the classroom. She always smiles in class and often hangs out with us after class. We love her very much.
Teacher Yuan means "one is one, two is two". She is in sharp contrast with other teachers. Only Chinese class is our favorite. It seems that Miss Yuan has a magic power that attracts us, but she only teaches us for one year. When the teacher told us the news, we were shocked and we all cast reluctant eyes.
In the next time, we will take you seriously every day. We are still learning while playing, but the day when you leave is not far away, and we are still unhappy. Finally that day came, we carefully arranged the farewell class meeting, and the teacher's grateful eyes were red.
All our classmates took you to the roadside. At dusk, your figure goes farther and farther, turning around almost step by step. Finally, your figure disappeared at the end of the road, and I will never forget your figure.
My teacher is unforgettable. In the four years of primary school where I studied happily, my Chinese teacher Jiang Taixia has always been a bright light on my learning road, illuminating my progress.
Teacher Jiang has blond hair and gentle eyes under the leadership of Liu. The faint crow's feet in the corner of her eyes still can't hide her beauty and dignity. It's no exaggeration to describe her with "poetry in her belly".
A few days after the start of the third grade, one day in the writing class, Teacher Jiang suddenly shouted, "Who is Yuan? Stand up? " I was so scared in my heart that I didn't dare to get out of the atmosphere, thinking about banging. It's over, it's over. You can't write less homework, but you still made a mistake. My face turned red and I dared not lift my head. I stood up slowly. Who knows the teacher actually said: "Good handwriting, sit down." I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and my heart was sweeter than eating honey.
Teacher Jiang insists that we write micro every day. After two years, my writing level has improved obviously. I can write an article from the boring beginning to the bits and pieces of life. It is inseparable from the encouragement and praise of teachers. No matter how good my mother used to write, she would only say that she had no depth and was not good-looking. When there are more and more excellent double stars in Ben, I feel full of sense of accomplishment, and I can do it independently without my mother, and my confidence is doubled. I will copy 20 books of Youjia Double Star into my notebook as a reference for my future writing, which will be valuable experience in my study. Thank you, Mr. Jiang. You gave me confidence and hope. Step by step towards success.
Each of us is looking for a good teacher before we can explore our potential. How important is it to meet a good teacher in life? The teacher is the navigation mark, leading us out of the maze and towards our own blue sky!
The teacher is unforgettable. People say that teachers are diligent gardeners, cultivating the flowers of the motherland. People say that teachers are candles, burning themselves and illuminating us! Now, I will use this composition to express my gratitude to the teacher. ......
One Thursday morning three years ago. I picked up my schoolbag and came to school happily. My classmates are talking and laughing. Soon, six classes a day will be finished. By the time we went to school, many students had gone home. Tomorrow is my duty. I closed the doors and windows. Just as I left the teaching building, it began to rain with a bang. Without an umbrella, I stood at the school gate anxiously waiting for my grandfather or grandmother to pick me up from school. What are we going to do? Are we going home? It seems that the rain will not stop so soon. I was thinking about it when there was a burst of footsteps in the distance. I turned to look, ah, it's the teacher! The teacher delayed her time because she was checking her exercise books in the office. She walked out of the teaching building and saw me there. She rushed over with an umbrella and took me home. Because the teacher only brought an umbrella, and it rained heavily, the sandstorm messed up the teacher's neat hair. It kept raining, and the teacher ignored himself and kept the umbrella straight beside me. Her purse was wet by the relentless rain, and the teacher was soaked to the skin. In the rain, sometimes I hear the teacher sneeze and the teacher catches a cold. She walked me to the door and left. Instead of going in, I stood at the door and watched the teacher leave. Suddenly, my heart was filled with infinite gratitude and love for my teacher.
I want to say: "thank you, teacher, for your concern and education." You are my forever teacher, and I love you forever! " "
The teacher can't forget July and September, and the autumn is crisp. In my memory, the most important festival in September is not the Mid-Autumn Festival, nor the Double Ninth Festival, but the festival of some ordinary workers-Teacher's Day.
Dear teacher, we have ushered in your festival again. Please accept our heartfelt wishes. I wish you good health and eternal youth.
Once upon a time, when I was a green bud, you sheltered me from the wind and rain like a big tree, and you gave me prestige to bathe in the sunshine for us. You have provided us with the soil of knowledge, on which we can take root and sprout. Because of your concern, my life has gradually become rich and colorful.
Teacher, is your profound knowledge, let us feel civilization and hope, is your broad mind, let us know tolerance and patience. When we are frustrated, you plant hope in our hearts; When our study is smooth sailing, you remind us in time that pride goes before a fall.
Teachers, what an ordinary and great profession. Some people compare the teacher to water, saying that she gave birth to a small sapling; Some people compare teachers to candles, burning themselves to illuminate others, while others compare teachers to hardworking gardeners, watering and fertilizing the flowers of the motherland, so that we can thrive.
In the future, whether I will become an outstanding talent or an ordinary employee, I will spend a considerable part of my time paying tribute to you.
The teacher is unforgettable. Trees are unforgettable and nourishing, and the music of fallen leaves can fly. The white clouds are unforgettable, and the blue sky is nurtured, and the clear sky will appear; Only when students forget the teacher's teaching can they succeed. Teacher, how can you forget?
This is my teacher who has been with me for five years-Miss Yang.
Now I left her and came to a brand-new class. But her appearance is still so clear in my mind ... Teacher Yang is very strict with us at ordinary times, as long as she makes mistakes, she never shows mercy. I don't hate the teacher being strict with me, because the teacher once told us that if we fall behind, we will be beaten. It is precisely because of such strict education that I understand the truth of being a man, the taste of life and the meaning of survival. ...
Miss Yang Can is regarded as a full-time teacher. She not only teaches Chinese well, but also trains us to be the top students in the sports meeting! Therefore, my excellent sports performance is not cultivated by physical education teachers, but by Chinese teachers. I am very grateful to her.
Teacher Yang not only made me understand right and wrong, but also made me understand the true meaning and shining point of life. Once, because of the abnormal performance of an exam, I left darkness in my heart. Teacher Yang once told me a poem:' Black gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light.' Slowly, I walked out of the inner darkness and ushered in the light outside.
Teacher, you are a diligent gardener, pruning and cutting leaves for us, and you have made great efforts to make us bloom more brilliantly. You are a lighthouse on the sea, showing us the way; You are a candle, burning yourself and illuminating us ... Teacher, although I left you, I still remember your teachings.
My teacher's unforgettable 1996 life is over. I left the teachers who worked hard for us. I really can't part with them. Among them, I will never forget the head teacher of our class-Teacher Luo.
Miss Luo, she is a strict and good teacher who cares about her classmates. I remember a Chinese class in the fourth grade. At the end of the class, Teacher Luo said, "Please change your exercise book before you leave." Teacher Luo said, "Please ask Yang Haojun, Rao Guifang, ..." Before the teacher finished, I thought, what will happen? I was just thinking about it. Teacher Luo said, "You recite the text you want to recite yesterday, and then stay after you recite it." It took me a long time to change my exercise book. I took my Chinese book and thought, what should I do? I can't recite it. I comforted myself and said, "recite it quickly!" " "The students went away one by one. I was left alone. I'm so nervous that I don't feel like crying. Teacher Luo came up to me and said, "Take your time, don't worry. "Teacher Luo took me to recite sentence by sentence and finally finished reading it. Who knows, it's 2 o'clock, and Teacher Luo is on duty. I stood in the corridor, watching my classmates play and listening to their laughter. I really envy them. I feel my stomach. My stomach is growling. At that time, I wanted to cry. But not long after, he took the bread and said to me, "This is what Teacher Luo bought for you." I took it and said, "Thank you!" He began to eat. I cried while eating, thinking: I must study hard. Besides this word, Teacher Luo also asked us to do homework in the second half of the semester and make up lessons.
Teacher Luo, you have done so much for us, and I will never forget you.
The teacher is unforgettable 10 is about to leave his alma mater, looking at our former close friends and sworn enemies, looking at the classroom where there are memories between our classmates, and looking at our alma mater where we once left laughter and laughter. There will inevitably be some loss in my heart. After all, after living in my alma mater for six years, I have a lot to say to the teachers. Recalling Mr. Wu, I can't help it. ...
Teacher, do you remember? I'm always forgetful in my freshman year, quite like a boy, skipping around. Although I am friends with the monitor, I can't be as quiet as the monitor. What I remember most clearly is that at the end of the first semester of senior one, I was very happy to get the evaluation manual! Running around like a happy deer. However, unfortunate things happened after all. After the meeting, my father was at the window next to the classroom. I happily ran out to find my father and took out my certificate and test paper. Suddenly remembered where my evaluation manual is! There was a trace of anxiety in your eyes when I told my father the story hesitantly. When dad waved his hand and tried to slap me, you immediately ran to me and said, don't be impulsive! After all, children are more or less naughty! I'll look again, look again! Suddenly, you turn around and say, go home first! I found it, I'll give it to you! Hearing this, my father apologized and dragged me away. At noon that day, our family was having dinner, but you knocked on our door, teacher. Pass me a brand-new evaluation manual. But dear you, your head is full of sweat and you are out of breath. When your mother invited you in, you refused.
Teacher Wu, if you hadn't stopped me that day, I would have had a bitter meal. Teacher, whenever I see you, there will always be some happiness in my heart. Teacher, I will never forget you!
Goodbye! Dear alma mater! Goodbye! Dear teachers and students! The bird's wings have grown hard, and it needs to swim in a wider sky. When it succeeds, it will definitely come back and report to mom!
The teacher is unforgettable 1 1 I still remember that time vividly. At that time, I was in grade five, and our math was taught by Teacher Sun, who was an experienced female teacher.
At that time, I got good grades in math, but I was very playful when I went home, and I always made sloppy math papers. When I took it back and corrected it, the ideal score was very small. Teacher Sun is always worried about this.
Whenever I am called to the teacher to reflect, she always says to me earnestly, "You are still too careless, very careless. Next time you want to do well in the exam ... "
I remembered it firmly at that time, and it still does when I come back. But Miss Sun is not bored. She always tries her best to teach me.
Finally it was changed back, and the teacher was very satisfied.
I am proud again. I impatiently finished the whole paper and got more than 80 points. I regretted it then. After all, teachers are all teachers. She guessed my thoughts at once and said a few words to me.
With these lessons, I never dare to move again, and my grades have stabilized since then.
In my impression, although Mr. Sun is very serious in class, he is an indispensable "good partner" after class. She will think of her children from time to time. He will talk to us about clothes, and she will even talk to my mother for a long time before giving up.
The teacher is unforgettable 12 In the past four years of primary school life, the teacher who impressed me the most was my Chinese teacher.
Why did she impress me the most? Because she cares about me, if nothing else, just say that I have a fracture. It was a Thursday afternoon, and I was accidentally hit by a car because I was crossing the street. The next day, the teacher saw that I didn't go to school and called to ask. My father told the teacher that I was hit by a car.
From that day on, my father's phone kept ringing, mostly from the Chinese teacher. She always asks me how I feel today, and then tells me what I learned today and what I should pay attention to remember ... To my surprise, the teacher asked my classmates to make me a lot of small cards, which made my heart warm and possessed an invisible power, which prompted me to overcome the disease quickly.
After my leg healed, I couldn't wait to go back to school. During this time, my teacher made up lessons for me almost every day, which made me extremely tired. The teacher read my mind and said, "Nothing is difficult for a willing mind." This sentence gave me strength, and I gritted my teeth and persisted. In the mid-term exam, I got excellent results, and the teacher's face showed a gratified smile.
Although the teacher's smile is very common in the eyes of others, it is the most beautiful in my eyes, so I am determined to study hard and make sure that the teacher is always on my lips.
Teachers can't forget 13' s sixth grade study and life, but many teachers who have taught us valuable knowledge can't forget it. These teachers all have one thing in common: they care about their students. The teachers adopted his good advice. Instilling cultivates students' thirst for knowledge.
During the six years of study and life, many teachers taught us knowledge without any regrets. What impressed me deeply was our teacher Zhang.
He is chubby, kind-hearted and kind to us, but when he gets angry, he will be scary. Ordinary students like playing with teacher Zhang very much. Because teacher Zhang is very humorous.
Once the school was going to run for captain, so I got up the courage to go, and several other students went with me. Before the election, teacher Zhang encouraged us to say "we can do it", and our courage doubled instantly. During the campaign, everyone played well. Everyone shows their magic, and so do I.
After the election results came out, I turned out to be a sports Commissioner, which was really unexpected! I originally chose the captain, but ... although I am a sports Commissioner, I still feel a little sad. Teacher Zhang saw this scene, called me outside and said to me, "No one expected this. But learning is still the most important thing, as long as you learn it well, it is better than anything else. "
Ah! Dear teacher, because of you, our world has become so beautiful and turbid, with a guiding light, a confused night sky and an eternal Beidou.
The teacher can't forget 14 those amiable big eyes, and that bright smile always appears in front of my eyes; That kind words always echo in my ears ... she made me realize the true meaning of life for the first time; She, let me put the weight on the balance of life for the first time, right ... She is my primary school teacher-Miss Shao.
Miss Shao is not tall and always has a smile on her face. But Mr. Shao's mouth speaks in an orderly way, which makes people convinced Teacher Shao not only speaks in an orderly way, but also knows astronomy above and geography below! With this, she soon became our mentor.
"Today, the teacher is going to give a paper ..." Mr. Shao was talking and found that a classmate was not listening carefully. So he went over and said, "He's going to suffer!" I think. But Miss Shao said, "Remind you to listen carefully!" After that, I continued to give lectures. And he listened carefully after listening. I thought, "Miss Shao is really a good teacher!"
Teacher Shao never delays in class. On the contrary, he does some activities with us in his spare time to relieve our fatigue. Miss Shao often teaches us with some short stories. Her lecture was very detailed and specific. Each of our classmates can be close to her as if she were one of her children.
Although my first teacher is an ordinary people's teacher, she is different from other teachers in many ways.
Miss Shao is someone I will never forget.
Unforgettable teacher 15 Since I was born, I began to learn to walk, then babble, go to school and read books. I met countless people who taught me knowledge and the truth of being a man. Maybe my parents, maybe a teacher, or even a roadside cleaning union enlightened me. I will never forget her.
She is the head teacher of my sixth grade primary school and our Chinese teacher. She is young and beautiful, smart and capable, but strict. I remember one time when we were waiting in line for lunch, and my aunt was short of hands, so she came to make soup for us. When we finished eating, she came to class. She looked serious and said angrily, "As you can see at noon today, my aunt is understaffed. I'll help you make soup. To my regret, two people said thank you to me when I was cooking soup. What makes me angry is that there are so many students in grade one, and only two of them are polite! It doesn't matter if you don't say thank you to me. Your aunt cooks for you. Every day when you are still sleeping, they will get up and cook, so that you can eat better. How hard it is to help you cook every day! After being a student for so many years, have you forgotten your manners and roots? Even if it is just a thank you, they will feel comforted. " She touched me, and I suddenly remembered that my aunt had cooked for me before. I have never said thank you, and I have been picky and feel guilty. From then on, I was grateful for everything I did.
She gave me too much inspiration and benefited me for life.