Have you all been exposed to prose to some extent in your daily study, work or life? Prose is characterized by expressing the author's views and feelings through the description of some fragments or events in real life. So, can you write prose? The following is my essay written by the teacher, which is arranged for you. Welcome to share.

Write a teacher's essay 1 Some people are worth remembering all your life, because she will be your eternal memory. -inscription

Dream, broken; Heart, cold Passionate emotions are extinguished instantly, and dreams are far away; The heart is not hot.

A year ago, I lost my dream and fell into the abyss of life. At the dark intersection, I was in tears. Wandering, hesitating, confused, no direction. Lost, depressed, without faith.

I thought dreams would never flash again. I thought a bird with a broken wing would never know how to fly again. However, the appearance of angels cut through the darkness, and I am not me anymore.

Angels gave me faith. The angel told me that the dawn after dawn is brighter. Angels let me regain my dreams and let me see that the future road can still lead to light.

At first, I couldn't feel confident in my heart and did some trivial things. Maybe I just arrived in a new environment, so I can't adapt to this kind of life, and I am helpless. So I will talk to the angel in my notebook and tell her what I think. She always tries her best to soothe my heart.

Slowly, I adapted to the pace of life in the new environment and started a new life journey. Gradually, I changed, no longer feel inferior, no longer silent. The shadow of the past is also disappearing.

Angel's comfort is my magic weapon to face setbacks, and angel's encouragement is my motivation to do things. The best gift that angels bring me is not comfort or encouragement, but confidence. The angel found my advantage-writing. She made me see my value in the change, which is intangible wealth.

The angel didn't praise me. The angel just told me that only by practicing writing constantly can I improve my writing ability. I listen to the angel's teaching with an open mind, because my opinion is the same.

No one is perfect, and making mistakes is the only way to grow up. It's my fault to be criticized by angels. At the same time, I also realized the seriousness of my mistake. Angel's criticism was not insulting at all. Angel's criticism is a serious education.

I never thought that I could meet such an angel when I was most lost and helpless. I never thought that broken dreams could be pieced together again.

It's all because of her-an angel teacher.

A year later, I set off with my dream again. I, wandering at the second intersection, try to learn to walk forward in the best way, observe the direction of the road, and learn to visually measure the length of the road, so that I won't burst into tears at the intersection again.

Thanks to you, I learned to be confident and strong. Thanks to you, my dream set sail again. I believe that as long as youth is still there and confidence is in my heart, then tomorrow is hope.

Dream, unbroken, heart, heat. Passionate emotions have been picked up, dreams still need to be pursued, hearts still, waiting for the next tomorrow.

Postscript: Teacher, many words can't be said. I am grateful, always remember! Failure is the transition period of success, I will work hard and rush! Let's go Let's go

Write a teacher's essay. 2 A piece of chalk is clean, and the three-foot platform is sunny and rainy all year round, and the sweat is sincere and fragrant! -inscription

At first, we all came to school with a childlike innocence full of longing, and the teacher warmed our hearts with kindness and kindness.

In the face of our knowledge, teachers always patiently and meticulously explain all kinds of knowledge to us, take us step by step into the temple of knowledge, into the interesting world of knowledge, even to let us learn something, even to beno. 1, wear stars and the moon every day, tirelessly and without complaint. Teachers put a lot of time and energy into this: teachers should carefully design each teaching plan, carefully teach each class and carefully correct each assignment. It is conceivable that the teacher's work is so hard and arduous.

In the face of our mistakes, the teacher corrected our deviations again and again and taught us the truth of being a man in a meaningful way. In order to form a sound personality, we should set an example by ourselves.

In order for us to form good habits, we take the lead in demonstrating, taking the lead and being willing to contribute.

Teachers not only teach us scientific and cultural knowledge and skills, but also teach us all kinds of noble virtues. In this process, our hearts gradually changed from youth and ignorance to courage and strength. ...

"Come with a heart, not a blade of grass." This unpretentious sentence is the truth of the teacher's tireless teaching and selfless dedication. This selfless, great and sincere love gives us warmth and strength, illuminates our life path, and inspires every student to pursue his own ideal and reach the other side of success.

Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people. The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.

However, gratitude teachers don't need us to do anything earth-shattering, but they are expressed in daily dribs and drabs. In class, a firm and confident look and a gentle nod can prove that we are absorbed and listening attentively; During the break, I saw the teacher in the corridor. A faint smile and a polite "hello teacher" can make teachers feel warm from the heart. After school, waving to the teacher and saying "goodbye to the teacher" can show our respect for the teacher.

These are small things, but they are also what we should do. This is our respect and affirmation for teachers. Teachers-gardeners, they work hard with their own sweat and sprinkle it in the garden of education to grow sturdily for us. We have nothing to return for this kindness, but we should always remember that they are our most amiable and respectable people.

Students, no matter how many words we say, we can't express our respect and love for our teachers. No amount of flowery words can express our praise for the teacher. I believe that in the near future, whether we become tall and straight trees or low shrubs, we will pay tribute to you with the green of life! Finally, I just want to sincerely say to all the teachers: "Teacher, you have worked hard!" " "

I am a green tree, bathed in the sunshine of wisdom, thriving in the soil of your knowledge. The deep feelings of the sky and the earth are engraved in my heart and will never be forgotten. -inscription

It's been a year since I entered junior high school, and I will always inadvertently think of the teachers in primary school for six years, and I will always recall that happy time, ups and downs. ...

In the autumn of September, when Teacher's Day is approaching, my classmates and I made an appointment to visit our long-lost teacher at our alma mater. The junior high school teaching building is close to the primary school, but I said to my classmates three times on the way, "Why hasn't it arrived yet?" I was nervous, uneasy and impatient along the way. If you've been thinking about it all night ...

Seeing the teacher, my nose is sour and I always want to cry. The teacher was shocked at that moment. Perhaps, she never imagined that those naughty children would step into the school gate of this alma mater again. Perhaps, she was surprised that we children would suddenly miraculously appear in front of her. Perhaps, when she is still tired of piles of homework, we will appear in her sight, thinking that this is a fantasy ... I suppress my inner excitement and joy and try not to shed tears, because I have promised my teacher that I will not cry and learn to be strong no matter what difficulties I encounter.

Standing in front of the teacher, my mind was blank, but I didn't have the tension all the way just now. As before, standing in front of the teacher will never be nervous, only warmth, only care and teaching. I secretly saw the teacher's eyes shining. She asked us about the new class in a familiar and unfamiliar tone. We all just answered the teacher's questions, but never remembered to say Happy Teachers' Day.

The teacher's voice began to tremble. She told us as before: study hard, study hard ... my tears rolled down in disappointment. We kept nodding, I tilted my head, and I saw my classmates crying next to me!

The teacher also said many things, which are the most common words. What comes out of the teacher's mouth is always so valuable that I will savor it.

Outside the window, the sun doesn't want to go down. Clouds dyed most of the sky red. It is really time for us to go. The teacher sent us out and kept telling us, "Study hard, study hard ..." I cried again.

After leaving, the teacher's voice always echoes in my ears for a long time; The figure of the teacher often appears in my mind; Teacher's instruction in my heart forever. ...

Teaching is like a spring breeze, and teachers are as deep as the sea. Dear teacher, I dedicate this golden September and my most sincere wishes to you. I love you, young teacher; You are as handsome as spruce and as deep as blue sky; You have profound knowledge and tolerant heart.

Writing teacher's essays 4 Time flies, blink of an eye, many years, teacher, are you okay?

Teacher, I want to say to you: your voice and smile, your gestures, always show in front of my eyes; Your concern and love have been lingering in my mind; Your inculcation is vivid in my mind. When you are with us, everything is vivid.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you have given me confidence in learning; It is you who have given me the courage to live, the motivation to work hard and the hope for a better future.

Teacher, I want to say to you: you are my stepping stone to open wisdom; You are my golden key to open the door to happiness; You are my guide in the journey of life; You are my conductor playing the music of life.

Teacher, I want to say to you: without you, maybe I will give up on myself; Without you, maybe I would be so addicted; Without you, there may be no prospect of my life; Without you, I might not be who I am today.

Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you for sheltering me from the wind and rain; Thank you for giving me warmth in the ice and snow; Thank you for cultivating my kindness; Thank you for understanding me.

Teacher, I want to say to you: It's the New Year. I wish you good health, happiness, harmony and happiness. Good people are safe all their lives! !

Teacher, you can speak English, read articles with emotion, sing touching songs, draw pictures, solve difficult math problems, and … but you are not good at it, and the most important thing is to laugh.

You walk up to the podium with a straight face every day, and our happy mood after class is destroyed again. How I wish you could smile at the moment! At the beginning of the class, you were frowning all the time and suddenly woke up a classmate who was absent-minded to answer the question. Classmates Zhang Er and Shang are at a loss, and the answer is wrong. The teacher suddenly flew into a rage and asked him what was wrong. "The students in the back told me," he explained. The whole class burst into laughter, but the teacher didn't laugh. He still frowned and stared at us like an arrow. We had to shut up immediately and sit quietly. At this time, how we hope the teacher can smile! In this way, your unhappiness and your classmates' carelessness may drift away in a smile, and the distance between us and you will become closer because of this smile.

After class, many students ran to the podium and wanted to talk to you, but they were busy asking you, "What is it?" We were just about to speak when we were embarrassed to speak. At that time, how we hoped that you could smile and chat with us easily!

"Smile, ten years younger, we will learn better; Laughing is really relaxing, worrying and sad. " I have written such children's songs or poems before, but I dare not sing them. When can I sing them happily in front of you?

Teacher, we know that you are strictly for our own good, and we often make you angry, but if you keep adjusting your mood, you won't care about this little thing.

In the future, we will study hard, show our teachers good performance and the best results, and make them happy and smile!

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Write a teacher's essay 5 "Listen to me, teacher. I want to sing a love song. The chalk was dyed white. You have no regrets about your youth. The mountains are held up by your hands ... "Every time I sing this song, a warm current comes to my mind. She is my favorite teacher, Miss Xing, who spent a semester with me.

Tall, with long hair and big eyes, "Who is this?" She is our new teacher, and she is whispering below. The teacher started the class after a lecture, and I listened to it from side to side. What is this? It's a mess, because I'm used to the old teacher's teaching method, which is very different from before. In our class, my study has always been in the top few, but in this exam, my math is too poor. I was still trying at first, but then I simply stopped listening. The teacher saw me like this and said to me, "Zhang Shuangyue, your study is one of the best in the class, and teachers in all subjects have high expectations of you." I hope you don't let the teacher down. " Later, the teacher asked me to talk a lot, and I began to work hard on my own, but there was no result. The teacher will keep me after school every day to make up lessons for me. It's winter, and it gets dark early. Under the dim light, the teacher will explain to me what I learned today over and over again in her gentle voice, just like my mother, and sometimes I even wish the teacher was my mother. Every time the teacher finishes speaking, as long as I say no, the teacher will say it again until I can. At that time, it was snowing heavily outside. No matter how cold it was at that time, my heart was warm. When I got home, I looked at the teacher's tired back and tears ran down my cheeks.

In this way, my teacher makes up lessons for me every day. In less than a month, my grades not only came back, but also were better than before. My teacher and mother are very happy, so I repay my teacher with my good grades. ...

Is this the teacher? Make up lessons for students in your own time every day. Is this the teacher? This is not what a teacher should do, but what a mother should do. And the teacher is my second mother, a mother who taught me how to be a man. I know that no matter how much I thank you, I won't repay you, only my good grades. Although you only taught me for one semester, your good education for me is unforgettable. You not only taught me knowledge, but also made me understand the correct learning attitude ... "Teacher, please listen to me, I want to sing a love song, and that's what haunts my dream, which is the teacher's entrustment ..."