In the past five years, Miss Huang has been teaching us mathematics, and she has established deep feelings with her classmates. She is not tall and has several wrinkles around her eyes. Everyone knows how hard she has worked for education. She is amiable, simple and generous, and is deeply loved by her classmates.
Mr Huang is a teacher who is strict with his students. I only got 90 points in a math exam once, which is not low for many students, but for me who usually got good grades and participated in the Olympic training.
For a practitioner, this is a very unsatisfactory result. As soon as the test paper was handed out, I was called to the office and thought, this time I must have been criticized. I came to Miss Huang's desk, and she analyzed every question on my test paper with me.
A mistake, and finally I have to admit that I lost points because of carelessness. At this time, Mr. Huang said meaningfully, "You can answer all the questions in the Olympic Mathematics. You are too proud to take this test seriously, but ...
You know, in the exam, if you can't show your wisdom, you can't show your strength. You should know that the teacher has placed infinite hopes on you. You really disappoint me. "There was silence around, the situation.
The teacher taught me patiently. "Teacher, me. Me. " I don't know why, at that time I can't say anything. Tears of regret filled my eyes. I'm speechless. I looked at the teacher silently and tried silently.
Volume, only feel more and more blurred. At this time, I knew Miss Huang's love and hope for me, and I also knew my mistake. I sobbed and said, "I'm sorry, teacher." The teacher smiled and said, "I believe it.
You "
Miss Huang not only cares about my study, but also my life. Once after class, I played shuttlecock with several classmates, and I played the most vigorously. At the end of class, Mr. Huang saw me sweating like a pig and gave me treatment.
He said, "My clothes are wet and I catch cold easily. Go to the toilet and change clothes. " At this time, a gust of wind blew, and I felt a chill, but my heart was warm. Miss Huang takes such a small matter to heart. How worried she was,
Be considerate of students!
Miss Huang, you have done so much for us. You are like a lamp, illuminating my future. You are like a candle, burning yourself and illuminating others. Miss Huang, I love you!
Chapter 2: I can't forget my teacher.
There is a long-lost experience called touching, and there is an intoxicating feeling. Little by little love in the world can warm many people's hearts. Don't let this love turn into water drops and slip away from your hands. There is another person in my life who gives me warmth and raises me to grow up-my head teacher, Mr. Zhang.
I remember in the second grade. I just entered the second grade. The first class teacher was her. She gave me a lot of encouragement and happiness. Her eyes can talk and keep reminding me. At the beginning of the class, I was too shy to raise my hand until the teacher came.
When asked to speak, I stood up slowly and bowed my head. She asked me to look up She kept looking at me, her eyes full of encouragement. After many civil wars, I finally got up the courage to say it. How exquisite.
Cai, this is my first time to speak. Since then, I have actively raised my hand to speak every day, and I have been envied by my classmates. ...
By chance, I wrote a composition of four good teenagers, and I was serious.
I wrote it, thinking there would be comments, but I haven't heard from it for a long time, and this memory gradually faded in my mind. But after a few months, the principal gave me a certificate of commendation, and I stood there with a grain of salt, afraid to take it, and the teacher read it.
I glanced at him and gave me a compliment. I ran up with a smile, happy.
In a Chinese class, I was chatting with my deskmate. She gave us a look, but she was not angry. I know this is to remind us to attend class seriously, so we immediately sat up straight and went back to the track of class. The teacher saw us in class seriously, and his face was filled with a happy smile. Suddenly, the air in the classroom became hot. ...
The most important thing is that she is not biased. She treats both boys and girls equally. Once I was uncomfortable, the teacher's comfortable expression immediately became tense. I ran to touch my head. I feel very warm. however
This kind of luck didn't just happen to me-the "lawless" Zhou Buddha in our class.
Wearing a shirt in cold weather, the teacher took a look and quickly said to him, "Why are you wearing a skirt?" Did you bring clothes? Cold not cold? I asked your grandfather to send you clothes! After that, Zhou fo
Our grandfather sent a small cotton-padded jacket. You should know that the teacher's love for us is warmer than a cotton-padded jacket!
Without her, I am still a naughty child. With her, I won more and more awards. She gave me a wealth of knowledge, and she gave me excellent grades. She has worked quietly in the education post for decades. She devoted her life selflessly to education and her students ... she was great.
Article 3: My teacher
Teachers, like hardworking gardeners, have nurtured our young saplings; Teachers are like a candle, burning themselves and illuminating others; Teachers are like ...
I
There is a good teacher, that is, Mr. Hu, our math teacher in Grade Three. She is of medium height and full of vitality, just like a slender young tree on a spring morning. Her hair is tilted like a black waterfall.
The sky is soft and charming, with a simple and natural charm. Her kind and kind eyes are as clear as the stars in summer night and as clear as the streams in autumn.
Mr. Hu's class attracts us like a magnet. We all like listening to her math class. However, she has a selfless dedication. She gave us all her love selflessly. I remember it was near the final exam.
On the day of the court session, Mr. Hu was giving us a class when suddenly a female teacher came outside the classroom. She cried anxiously, "Mr. Hu! Teacher Hu! " Teacher Hu walked to the door of the classroom, and the female teacher whispered in her ear.
After a few words, she left in a hurry. Teacher Hu looked pale and trembled slightly, but she soon calmed down and continued to give us lectures. At this time, the classroom was quiet, and only Mr. Hu was kind and gentle.
The voice echoed in the classroom. After class, we talked about it one by one. What happened to Mr. Hu's family? In the afternoon, we learned that Mr. Hu's child was ill and kept crying and didn't want to eat. Mr. Hu's husband
I went straight to the hospital with my baby in my arms. The doctor found that the child had acute pneumonia and had to be hospitalized.
The next day, I don't think Mr Hu will come. I didn't expect to see Mr. Hu as soon as I entered the school gate. Her eyes sank deeply and her face seemed to have lost a lot of weight. Obviously, Mr. Hu didn't sleep well all night.
I have been taking care of the sick baby, but she always has a smile on her face and looks very energetic. We all advised Mr. Hu to take care of the sick child, but she said she couldn't go and that she couldn't leave us alone. That's it. Half.
For several months, Mr. Hu has been running between school and hospital, never missing a class and never being late. In the final exam, all the students in our class got good grades, but Mr Hu lost a lot of weight.
After class, Mr. Hu often kicks shuttlecock, skips rope, talks about singers, and talks about new things in Kan Kan ... Of course, when we encounter difficulties in our study, Mr. Hu will discuss with us like a big sister, which will benefit us a lot.
Teacher Hu, your earnest teachings moisten every student's heart like spring breeze. Teacher Hu, you will always be our bosom sister and our good teacher.
Article 4: My Chinese teacher.
My teacher is a female teacher, about 35 years old, of medium build and wearing a pair of thick glasses, which shows that she is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. Usually, Miss Wei always has a bright smile on her face, but when she is serious, we are afraid. She is a conscientious and responsible teacher.
Miss Wei is very serious about her work. In order to teach us well, she often prepares lessons until late at night. She is very attentive in every class. She is humorous in class and sometimes tells some jokes, which often makes us laugh. Every student listened with relish and great interest. Teacher Wei loves students and often talks with poor students to help them make progress with us.
Teacher Wei is very concerned about me. Once, Mr. Wei arranged for me to write a composition in my hometown. I wrote it without thinking, and it digressed. I wrote a composition in my hometown as a campus composition. Teacher Wei smiled and said to me, "We think.
It is not enough for you to write only about the beautiful scenery of your hometown, and it is not enough for you to write only about the campus. This composition will be better if you write some street buildings or rivers and Mutong Bridge in detail. "Wei teacher a few words made me feel enlightened, and then I rewrote it again.
This composition, then I showed it to teacher Wei, and he said that I wrote it well, better than last time. Sounds as sweet as honey to me. This is how Teacher Wei taught us. Under her guidance, my composition is as follows.
High topic.
Once, in the morning class, I was practicing writing instead of reading. Teacher Wei saw it and came up to me. Instead of criticizing me, he said to me earnestly, "Your handwriting is good, but it's ok."
Practice after class, don't use the morning reading time to prepare for the final exam. Read and recite in the morning, because morning time is precious and people have the best memory. It is not easy to forget, so cherish it! "
Teacher Wei's words reminded me that I knew I was wrong. My face turned red and I bowed my head in shame. I said hesitantly, "I'm sorry, Miss Wei, I know I was wrong, and I will definitely change it." Teacher Wei said, "I know.
If you make a mistake, you will be a good boy if you correct it. "Wei teacher is so reasonable, emotional, urging me to make progress.
teacher
Is a diligent gardener, cultivating the flowers of the motherland; Teachers are like red candles, burning themselves silently and illuminating others; Teachers are like soul engineers, accompanying us. Miss Wei has done too much for us, Lao Wei.
Teachers care about our affairs, just like the stars in the sky, countless. She gave us meticulous love and warmth, and the teacher's kindness was unforgettable. Miss Wei is a good teacher I respect.
Chapter five: A good teacher in my heart.
She, surnamed Wang, is tall and thin, with a fair face and crooked hair. She likes to wear shirts and jeans. This is the new teacher who has just been transferred to our school this year. It seems to give you a very kind feeling. I am honored to be her student.
The teacher's attitude towards us is really good, and there is always a kind look in his eyes. Therefore, some students who are not disciplined in class take the opportunity to "exploit the loopholes".
In a math class, Yang Zhiwen openly opposed the teacher. I didn't expect the teacher to be in no hurry or annoyed. He sat in a chair and said to everyone, "I told you on the first day of school, no matter who is not serious when I give a lecture or who is not serious when my classmates answer."
Listen, ask him to be a teacher. Let's ask Yang Zhiwen to give a speech for all of us. "Then, the teacher gave him a lecture method. With the help of teachers and classmates, he finally finished the topic that the teacher wanted to talk about.
The teacher smiled and asked him, "Are you still talking casually?" He hung his head in shame. We watched him secretly for a few days for fear that he wouldn't correct it. Unexpectedly, he really did it.
I found that the teacher not only
Once, as soon as the bell rang, we rushed into the classroom and sat at the desk, waiting for the teacher to tell us the second lesson "Lin Hai". The teacher came and asked us, "Students, one of you.
You must know what the sea looks like, so have you ever seen a forest as endless as the sea? Today, we will walk into Daxinganling with the famous writer Lao She and enjoy the scenery there. We can enjoy the forest as much as the sea.
Abbreviation-? ",the students said in unison:" Lin Hai! " "Yes, it's great." The teacher picked up a piece of chalk, turned around and left two beautiful words "Lin Hai" on the blackboard with white chalk.
"Now, please read the text yourself, find out the kind and comfortable sentences and draw them. Ok, let's get started ... ". We listened to that class very carefully. Under the guidance of the teacher, we seem to be in a green ocean, admiring Xing 'an Mountains with pine trees as shirts, birch trees as skirts and embroidered shoes, and feeling the gentleness of the mountains ... We didn't even hear the bell after school.
The teacher also investigated our personal hobbies. She also said that a wide range of interests is conducive to our healthy development. As long as it is reasonable, she will support it, but the relationship between it and learning should be treated correctly. That was not the case. An athlete who participated in the county sports meeting in our class said that sports delayed learning, but the teacher said it was an opportunity to show himself. ...
How's it going? You will like our teacher after listening to it, won't you? Although she taught us for a short time, she left a deep impression on me.
Article 6: My teacher
Friends, do you know how serious our teacher Huang is in teaching? Now, let me tell you! I remember that on a cold winter night, I went to Xiao Zhi's house to pick up a selection of compositions and saw Miss Huang correcting our compositions. I walked on to Xiao Zhi's house.
At Xiao Zhi's house, we chatted for a while, and I went home with my chosen composition. At this time, it was 10, and the biting cold wind was blowing violently. At this time, I saw that the light in Miss Huang's house was still on, and I
Looking in, Miss Huang is still correcting the composition. At this time, she was wearing a fur coat, holding a red pen in her right hand and turning over our composition book in her left hand. The red pen in her right hand sometimes circles and sometimes swings.
Suddenly, Mr. Huang began to cough, and he was very hoarse. She put down her pen, took some pills and poured a glass of boiling water. I almost cried out when I saw all this: Miss Huang! It's getting late
Well, you should go to bed. It's too cold today, and you'll get sick if you go on like this.
When I got home, I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep. I thought to myself: I have such a good teacher, how can I be so naughty and not study hard? I must turn over a new leaf, study hard and strive for excellent results to report to the teacher!
Our teacher not only teaches carefully, but also cares about his classmates.
One day, I was sick and had a high fever. Despite the injection and medicine, the fever still hasn't gone down. I insist on going to school because I'm afraid I can't keep up with my studies. In order not to let my classmates and teachers know that I am ill,
I sat in my seat and reviewed my lessons carefully. When the bell rang, the teacher came in, looked around at the students, opened the textbook, finished reading the text and walked up to me. When she came to me, she touched it with her hand.
I frowned on my forehead and said, "Xiao Ming, you are ill." I nodded, and Miss Huang called me to the office. She took out a packet of powder and a bottle of white flower oil from the drawer and brought a steaming cup of boiling water.
She dripped white oil on her fingers and rubbed my temples. Gradually, my head felt less painful. The boiling water is getting cold. At this time, Mr. Huang poured the powder into my mouth and asked me to drink the water, so that it wouldn't taste so bad.
Bitter. After taking the medicine, I lay in the teacher's arms. At this time, a warm current welled up in my heart. Suddenly, I screened my tears like a bean. The teacher saw it and frowned and asked, "Xiao Ming, does your head hurt more?" I just
I shook my head. I thought to myself: I used to sing such a song "Only a mother is good in the world", and now I want to say that teachers are better than mothers.
Friends, I have such a good teacher. Do you know that?/You know what?
Chapter 7: My Teacher
In our life and study, many teachers treat us like our biological parents. They took great pains to cultivate our young trees and treat us like their own children. They not only care about and take care of us, but also help us understand many things and learn many new knowledge.
When I was in kindergarten, a teacher Liu was very kind to me, so I haven't forgotten her until now.
I remember once, it rained heavily, and many children were picked up by their parents, leaving only me and two children in the activity room. Although my family lives in the family building behind the kindergarten, it rains heavily, so I didn't bring it.
Umbrella, my parents also went out. At that time, I was young and didn't have a key to my home. After waiting for a long time, both children were picked up, and my mother hasn't come to pick me up yet. It happened that Mr. Liu was on duty that day. He saw me in a hurry and left.
Come and touch my head and say, "Yifan, go to the teacher's house." The teacher will cook for you. When your mother comes back, the teacher will take you home. Will you play with your little brother? " Seeing teacher Liu's kind face, she was gentle.
Words, I can't help but nodded. Then my teacher and I walked in the rain with umbrellas. The teacher's home is not far from the kindergarten. Along the way, Teacher Liu gave me the big face of the umbrella and the small face to herself. Let's go
I went to the teacher's house and saw my little brother who was a few months old. He just said, "Mm-hmm."
"eyah" is really funny. The teacher asked me what to eat while wiping her bright black hair. I said, "Miss Liu, suit yourself. I'll eat anything." The teacher smiled.
The next day, I came to the kindergarten and found that Miss Liu was ill, with a terrible sore throat and a headache, but she still insisted on coming to work. During the lunch break, the teacher told us to go to bed and sit in chairs and eat black, round and big medicine.
Pills, and it's hard to swallow. I'm sorry to see it. It's all my fault. I caught a cold yesterday. When I got up in the afternoon, I said "sorry" to the teacher. At first, the teacher was "puzzled by monk Zhang Er".
Later, she smiled, and her petal-like lips widened, making her look more beautiful. She quickly said to me, "You and I are not sad, but we were frozen last night." I'm even sadder to hear that. The teacher tried not to make me sad!
What a good teacher! I care about not only my family, but also my children. I don't know how many children like me have been cared for and loved by teachers. What a kind mother! Use her.
That pure and kind heart treats everyone around you. Unfortunately, now that she has transferred to another kindergarten, I can hardly see her. But I still remember the teacher's amiable face. Miss Liu, how much I miss you.
Ah!
Chapter 8: Thanks to my teacher.
From the naive children six years ago to the young people full of vigor and vitality now, teachers are always caring for us, helping us and encouraging us. On the occasion of graduation, I thank the teachers who have educated me. Without your kind teaching, there would be no me now.
Teacher Zhou, the class teacher:
Miss Zhou is our sixth grade Chinese teacher and head teacher. Maybe it's because our Chinese foundation in grade four and five is relatively poor. It is difficult for teachers to teach us. Teacher Zhou is happy for us to study better.
Tired, accompany us to practice common exercises in exams to make up for our previous shortcomings. She also often encourages us to study with a good mood. Through our joint efforts, in the last semester, we finally got.
Won the honorary title of "excellent class collective at the school level"
Chinese teacher Mr. Chai:
Teacher Chai is our Chinese teacher in Grade 4 and 5, and the class is ours.
Teacher, but in his spare time, he is our good friend. Besides the knowledge in class, he also likes to teach us some principles of being a man in a unique way. I remember once in class, he took two cages, and there were two in them.
Just when we were puzzled, he told us about the relationship between man and animals, because at that time our classmates bought rabbits at the school gate, and the teacher enlightened us after knowing it. That class,
We still remember it vividly.
Teacher Chen, the math teacher:
Teacher Chen is a kind and strict teacher. She treats us as a mother treats her children.
Sample, so we often affectionately call her "mother Chen". Before last semester in Grade Five, I had no confidence in mathematics, and I was always content with the status quo and didn't want to do better, so when I took the mid-term exam, my math score was one.
After the parent-teacher conference, my father went to ask Mr. Chen about my study, and Mr. Chen told my father truthfully about my study. After returning home, my father told me what Mr. Chen said, and from then on I
I kept in mind the teacher's words, studied math hard and overcame my previous fears. Not long ago, the teacher praised me in front of our class. In fact, I don't think it was because of Mr. Chen's outspoken words.
If I am shy, I can't wake up and study hard, so I want to say to you, "thank you!" I will never forget your words! "
I am about to leave the campus where I spent six years. I want to say to the teachers who have taught me: "Thank you teachers!" " "