The teacher taught me how to be a man.
Time flies, I am already a sixth-grade student. I remember that six years ago, I came to this beautiful school with a thirst for knowledge, and walked into the campus with a yearning for the school and admiration for the teachers. Six years have passed, we have learned a lot of knowledge and skills, learned how to be a man, and felt the joy and happiness of childhood. Six years of study and life are fleeting, like a colorful picture scroll, which draws unforgettable "care", "laughter" and "help" ... All these things make me unforgettable, but what touches my memory most is my Chinese teacher, Miss Li. The world is big, and all people live in it. In China, with a population of 65.438+0.3 billion, it is a fate that you can be my head teacher and give me selfless help all my life. You are a candle, give me warmth and burn yourself. Illuminate others. You are a morning star. Although your brilliance is dim, it illuminates my future. Sometimes, I think Miss Liu is like a composition book. Whenever we have a composition class, we will open this rich composition book. This composition book can teach us a lot about writing! Each of our exercises is infused with the teacher's painstaking efforts, and it is completed after careful explanation and revision by the teacher. Therefore, our work level can be continuously improved. Sometimes, I think Mr. Liu is like a reference book, because whenever we have class, we will ask the teacher some difficult questions, and the teacher will explain them carefully and patiently. Sometimes, it is even more specific, vivid and detailed than reference books. In teacher Li's words, I can always learn a lot, such as "knowledge lies in accumulation" and "we should be an honest person".