The letter format article I want to tell you 1 Dear Teacher Zhang:
Hello!
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, primary school life is coming to an end. Now we are about to enter the second starting line. At this moment, we can't forget the cultivation of our alma mater, the friendship between our classmates, and the teachings of our teachers.
Once, you kept coughing when you were in class with us. I know it's because you don't "cherish" your body, but you still insist on taking classes for us. Every time I hear your dry cough, my heart hurts like a knife, which is the result of your hard work for us! Do you know that?/You know what? Whenever you ask questions in class, I will say to myself: don't order me! But the students who raised their hands didn't ask me to answer the question. When I answer the questions carefully, I can always receive your encouraging and approving eyes, which warms my young and ignorant heart. Dear teacher Zhang! I don't know if I will meet more and better teachers in the future, but I know that you will be branded in my heart forever; I don't know how long my life is, but I know that every step I take is closely related to you; I don't know if you will be a teacher in the future, but I firmly believe that you will be the most respected and greatest person in the eyes of others.
The years are ruthless, the time is in a hurry, and the years of my alma mater are about to become the past. Only you will always inspire me, become my lifelong mentor and guide me forever.
I am here to convey
Salute!
Sixth grade composition teacher, I want to tell you the second letter format dear teacher Zhu:
Hello!
The leaves outside the window are falling in twos and threes, and a soothing and fragrant breath seems to float into my nose at a distance. It's sweet-scented osmanthus. Smelling the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, I can't help but think of the afternoon when you enlightened me under the tree.
At noon that day, I was sleeping soundly and was called up by the dormitory teacher. "At noon today, some students said that you bullied junior students. Is that so? " I got up in a hurry: "I went back to the dormitory to sleep after dinner." How can I bully my classmates? " "Don't quibble, everyone knows that you are always making trouble." "I am noisy, but I can't say that I will bully my classmates." The teacher frowned and said, "Stop it. Come with me to the academic affairs office. Let's go. " I followed my teacher to the Academic Affairs Office. The teaching principal of the Academic Affairs Office asked what was going on. "Some students reported that Xiao Ming bullied his junior classmates." The headmaster sneered, "Well, don't you dare bully your classmates." "I didn't." "Don't you dare grin!" So I was scolded.
When you heard the news, you pulled me out and stood under the osmanthus tree and asked, "Do you bully your classmates?" "I didn't." "Then why didn't you tell the teacher?" I said, "The teacher didn't give me a chance to speak at all." "I see." So you dragged me back to the office. "My students don't bully their classmates. All my students know that although he often makes mistakes, he never bullies his classmates and helps them. I don't believe you call a junior to recognize someone. " So the dormitory teacher called the classmate over and asked him to recognize someone. When you get to the office, you ask, "Did he bully you?" "No, I remember that boy was tall and dark. He is Wu from Class Two, Grade Six. "I see, wait a moment, and then you will admit it." The headmaster is a little scared, too. The only tall and dark student in grade six is Xiaozhuang in their class. You asked me to call Xiaozhuang. Xiaozhuang panicked as soon as he saw me and bowed his head and came to the office. "It's him, yes, it's him." You said angrily, "Good boy, you look honest. You not only bully your classmates, but also slander them." The headmaster of the teaching flushed with anger, and finally apologized to me, severely criticized Xiaozhuang's classmates, and conducted a informed criticism in the whole school.
Then you called me under that tree and said don't be afraid of things in the future. Teachers will always be your strong backing. Your words made my heart warm and moved. Thank you for trusting me. I will always keep your words in my heart.
Bless well-being
Student: Wu
May xx 13
The sixth grade composition teacher, the letter format I want to say to you, article 3, dear teacher:
Hello!
As time goes by, everyone will graduate from college, and there are less than 60 days left. I don't know how to express my gratitude to you.
I still remember the rehearsal before a demonstration class in the sixth grade last year. You stipulated that everyone should outline their favorite holiday scenes. Many people in our class are rubbing their hands, and only I am as silent as a little puss-head. I feel envious of other people in my class, but I lack self-confidence, so I can only cheer for them silently, and all I have left in my heart is envy.
You asked who would like to, but I couldn't help looking at you and taking it back in a hurry. But you seem to find something from that look, which urges me to introduce it in detail. At this moment, all the students stared at me. Before I stepped in, I looked at everyone's line of sight and my face turned red. But when I finished biting my teeth, my voice was too low. I saw what the students in the back have been whispering, and I saw your eyes again, fearing that you would be chilling to me.
But I'm sorry. Instead of accusing me, you inspired me and gave me some suggestions to correct my self-confidence. Say that finish, I briskly back to my seat.
When I get home, I always follow your advice, which really pays off. In your demonstration class, my voice became louder and I saw you nodding at me with satisfaction.
The teacher wishes you all the best and a happy family!
Your student: Liu Zihan.
20xx April 6th
Sixth grade composition teacher: I want to tell you about the fourth letter format dear teacher Chen:
Hello!
People all preach that your first teacher is the best and the most impressive. She teaches you A, O, E, arithmetic, and writing. I don't think so. Miss Chen, you are my favorite teacher in primary school.
I remember when school started last year, you just arrived at school, and you invited some classmates to clean the room. You didn't ask me to go that day, so I ran with some girls to see where you live. I'm a little embarrassed to think about it now. We stood by and watched. Suddenly, the teacher asked me to help me stick the wall. I can't wait to rush in and put my hand on it. Then the girls standing outside came in together. Everyone was in a hurry for a while, and finally they got burnt. You asked me to wash the curtains, and I was anxious to wash them quickly, so as to help them sweep the floor and post photos together. Well, the teacher's room has been cleaned. At this time, everyone's hands were covered with glue. You come downstairs with us to wash your hands and keep saying "thank you, thank you." The first impression you gave me was that this is a good teacher worthy of respect.
As I expected, after the first day of class, my interest in learning Chinese came. In the fifth grade, it was Miss Yan who taught us Chinese. Although her surname is strict, she is not strict with us at all, but a kind and good teacher. But those two semesters were very busy, and there was too little time for Chinese class because of the remote resource network. Therefore, I am eager to take Chinese classes. It is you and Mr. Chen who have satisfied me and brought me back to my favorite Chinese class. I'm really happy.
In class, you led us to visit the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, walked into the landscape of Guilin, which is the best in the world, felt the wild interest of Suoxiyu in Zhangjiajie, and learned about the charming scenery of the South China-a paradise for birds; It is you who lead us to great men and are attracted by their personality charm. There are Confucius, who is diligent in learning, Premier Zhou, who has devoted all his efforts and died, Hawking, who dares to challenge his fate, and Madame Curie, who is indifferent to fame and fortune ... Together, we rejoice in the success of Beijing's bid for the Olympic Games, cry for the tragic fate of the little match girl, and admire the grandson monkey who is fearless in the spirit of heaven. It is you who let us share joys and sorrows with the characters in the article and know the richness of life and the vastness of the world.
Thank you, Miss Chen!
Good health!
All the best!
Sixth grade composition teacher, I want to tell you the fifth letter format dear teacher Zhao.
Hello:
At this moment, the swallow outside the window is flying over the mountain. Watching swallows fly over that mountain, my thoughts can't help flying to that afternoon. Think of an incident that happened between us.
It was a mid-term exam in grade four. I did well in the exam, with full marks in mathematics and 92 marks in Chinese. I was very proud when the results were announced that day. However, in the next unit exam, due to complacency, my Chinese score did not reach 85. You saw my change and invited me to the playground to talk. You said to me, "Why are your grades not satisfactory?" I bowed my head in shame. You said, "Look at the swallows in the sky crossing the mountains and flying over the lake again." I ask you, "Why are the swallows not proud?" You said to me, "Because the swallow had a goal, it overcame difficulties and won for the goal."
I listened to your instruction that day, looked up, saw your kind smile, and saw the swallows crossing the mountains, and my heart gradually calmed down. Later, I began to study hard. In a unit exam, I got another 95 points. To this day, what you said still touched me deeply.
Not only are the memories in the classroom beautiful, but looking back on the six-year primary school life, we miss every place in our alma mater-listen, there seems to be our books in the classroom; Look, the green playground seems to have our laughter, too. Every bit of my alma mater makes me want to stay. I am about to embrace this unforgettable and reluctant, and set sail for a farther place!
Dear Miss Zhao, finally, I want to say "thank you" to you and your alma mater. As you said, in the future, we will become swallows and fly over mountains and lakes.
Your student: Li Qiyang.
May 20, xx
I want to tell you about the composition teacher in grade six. I remember that my composition had been poor before, from grade three to grade four. My Chinese teacher said my composition was boring. I was afraid of writing at first, too. I always felt that I couldn't write well and I could never write well of others. But only you have a different view of me. Now that you have taught me, I can write a great composition without taking a composition class. Mom and dad praised me, and you praised me. I even feel that I understand, I am no longer afraid of writing, and I can write a good composition. This is obvious to all of us! You constantly improve me and let me take part in the composition competition. It can be said that you have 80% credit for my writing getting better and better and winning the prize. It is because of your step-by-step improvement that I won the title of "third prize of excellent reading notes" and "scholarly family" at the third reading festival held by our school. And the previous stage won the "second prize in the fourth section of the National Science and Technology Competition for Primary School Students". To be honest, I really admire you from the bottom of my heart. ...
So now, I can have such achievements because of your hard work. My composition can go online, be published in newspapers, win prizes, and condense your countless efforts. How much rest time did you sacrifice to revise our composition? Every time you modify it, there seems to be a wrinkle on your forehead and a few bloodshot eyes, but you not only don't mind, but also are happy for me. ...
Moreover, although you care about the students with good grades, you are more concerned about the underachievers with poor grades. After class, you urge them to finish their homework and do exercises so that they can keep up with the achievements of underachievers and have a happy childhood. You also often contact our parents to find out how the students are getting along at home. You are always worried about us! Although all this takes up almost all your rest time, you have no regrets. You are the most responsible teacher I have ever seen! Now, I still hope you can train us in the sixth grade, but even if you can't teach us any more, my most admired teacher is still you ... but I hope our composition "first teacher" is still you. ...
Your inculcation, like sunshine and rain, moistens our hearts. Ah! Teacher Ma, I admire your lofty professionalism and selfless dedication. You will always be my most respected teacher!
Sixth-grade composition teacher, I want to tell you the letter format Article 7 Dear Teacher Zheng:
Hello!
Maybe now you are waiting silently at home, waiting. Maybe this is just an expectation; Maybe this will surprise you. No matter what the result is, this festival surrounded by gold-Teacher's Day belongs to you.
Some people say that a teacher is a candle, a Confucian ox and a bee-but I think you are more like a lamp, an ever-burning lamp, illuminating the road to the ocean of knowledge. There, we greedily absorb the ocean of knowledge. But you added wisps of silver and wrinkles. These are far from enough, because you have paid too much for us.
At the age of seven, I walked into a strange environment, and my growth trajectory began here. I remember when you were sitting on the podium, with a shallow smile on your mouth and kind eyes scanning the class slowly, you know? I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. From then on, you led a group of birds soaring in the blue sky of knowledge. You compose pinyin letters into children's songs, teach us to sing, and make every Chinese class full of laughter; You take us into nature, feel the breath of spring, listen to cicadas in summer, share the richness of autumn and appreciate the snow scene in winter; Twittering birds, singing crickets and whispering swallows have all become our best partners. Unconsciously, a composition full of childlike interest flowed from my pen. I was so happy when you read my exercises in class!
However, when you retired after teaching the second grade, how reluctant I was to leave you! But you are old after all, and it's time to rest! Now whenever I see an older teacher, I will think of you. How I want to say, "Teacher, you have worked hard!" " "I wish you good health!
Your student Jiang 20XX September 8.
Sixth grade composition teacher: I want to talk to you about article 8 of the letter format. Dear Teacher Luo:
Hello!
I don't know if you have noticed that our harmonious class has the following disharmonious behaviors: 1, girls often chase boys to fight. Boys will provoke girls from time to time. The boys and girls in the class are not very United. 4, you often don't ask about the indiscriminate French homework. 6. The class cadres did not take the lead and did not manage the discipline in the class.
In order to correct the above mistakes, I have painstakingly proposed the following solutions for you. Please have a look and adopt the correct solutions:
1. When you see a girl chasing a boy, you should ask the situation clearly and ask the wrong party to apologize (except for playing games or under special circumstances).
2, to educate boys not to provoke those aggressive girls, otherwise the consequences will be at your own risk.
3, let boys and girls unite, don't think wrong.
4. Before punishing individual homework, ask the reason first, and then "reward on merit"
5, before leaving the classroom, to charge the monitor and discipline committee to manage discipline. If the two of them have other things, they can ask someone to take care of them.
6. Replace the irresponsible class cadres.
Ah, Mr. Luo must strictly abide by the above rules for the bright future of our class.
Your student: AAAA
Date, year and month
Sixth grade composition teacher, I want to tell you about the letter format. Article 9 Dear Teacher Dong:
Hello.
It's a Chinese class in the fourth grade next semester. You were chatting with your classmates about what you had just learned, and my thoughts had already drifted outside the cloud nine. The book Dad in the Pocket is really exciting and wonderful. If only I could have invisible powder, I would be invisible when I played hide-and-seek with my brother, so that he would never find me. If only I could be invisible and catch the bad guys. I really want to read this book now. I finally can't stand the temptation of this book, so I want to feast my eyes on your conversation with my classmates.
So, I quietly pulled out the book from the drawer and put it under the table, watching this thrilling content with relish but trembling. Who knew what a coincidence! I just watched it for a while, and then you found it. You stopped talking and looked at me: "What are you looking at?" My heart is beating like a small drum, thinking: This is over, the teacher must be bored with me, and maybe he has received my new book! After all, I probably won't come back. What a mistake! Where can I put my face? If mom finds out about this, I'm dead.
Thinking about it, you have come to me without saying a word. Suddenly, you took out a book from the drawer, turned around and took it to the podium. The students' eyes suddenly looked like spotlights. "Hua" shines on me and makes me feel ashamed. I really want to grab the "invisible powder" in the book, sprinkle it on my body, and I will be invisible. You gave me a look when you left. From this look, I saw blame and disappointment. Feelings of regret and remorse suddenly welled up in my mind. I shouldn't read in class. As a result, my book was confiscated, which failed the teacher's trust and expectation. I must have let the teacher down.
After class, my book was put on the lecture desk, and all the students gathered around to read my book. I want it back, but I'm afraid. I can only read the books in the lecture eagerly. It seems to be expecting me to take it away. At the beginning of class, you walked into the classroom with the bell, and you looked at me sitting in the chair. I stare at you with a little hope. Finally, you pass me the book and say to me. Ah, teacher, I can't express my gratitude to you. Your actions have made me understand that you can't be distracted in class. The most important thing is to keep your fragile mind, a little girl with strong self-esteem.
It's not just memories in class. Looking back on my six-year primary school life, I miss my alma mater everywhere. I miss the sound of books in the classroom, our vigorous figure on the playground and the dribs and drabs of my alma mater.
Dear Teacher Dong, finally, I want to say "thank you" to you and your alma mater, and thank you for your concern and cultivation. I, on the other hand, will not give up as a driving force to go further. Today I am proud of my alma mater, and tomorrow my alma mater will be proud of me.
I wish you good luck in your work, a full moon, and peaches and plums all over the world.
Student: Ren Ziyuan
May xx 13