Unforgettable and excellent composition of kindness 1 "Peach blossoms bloom all over the trees, and peaches and plums will repay you one day." Whenever I think of this poem, I will think of what Teacher Wei told me.
Miss Wei is the head teacher of our class. She has watery eyes and a tall nose. And a pair of glib mouths. Every time Mr. Wei gives us a Chinese lesson, he will preview it before class, and then give us a Chinese lesson after the preview. Teacher Wei's class is very interesting. Sometimes he asks us questions, and sometimes he makes us take notes.
Once in Mr. Wei's Chinese class, Mr. Wei was talking about homework with us, but I was absorbed in playing, and Mr. Wei didn't hear anything. Suddenly, Miss Wei said, "Dong Xinyang, please answer this question." I stood up, my heart pounding, and I stammered a few words, but I couldn't say it. Teacher Wei said to me seriously, "Dong Xinyang, what's wrong with you today? You can't answer such a simple question. Come to the office with me after class. " "Tintin Tintin" class is over, and I feel uneasy. I feel that I will be beaten by Teacher Wei. I came to the office carefully, feeling guilty, hanging my head and waiting for the teacher's criticism. I didn't expect Mr. Wei to say to me, "Do you play with pens in class?" I nodded with tears in my eyes. "Sorry, Miss Wei, I shouldn't play with pens in class." I said. Teacher Wei said, "I'm sorry for you. Come and I'll tell you again! " "Wei teacher said, and opened the Chinese book. ......
Teachers are like spring rain, nourishing our hearts, and teachers are like gentle spring breeze, soothing our hearts. If the teacher is the sea, then we are free fish in the sea; If the teacher is a forest, then we are happy and unrestrained deer in the forest; If the teacher is the blue sky, then we are birds flying freely in the blue sky. Teacher, I want to say to you: "teacher, I love you."
Teacher En's unforgettable excellent composition 2. Teacher Pan is our Chinese teacher. She attaches great importance to reading and writing and is good at cultivating our love for literature. There is a literary creation class once a week. Ten minutes before the creation class, Mr. Pan always lets us observe things carefully and experience happiness, and then guide everyone to create and write their true thoughts. I remember once, the teacher asked each of us to take a bottle of bubble water and blow bubbles on the playground. We are blowing bubbles with different patterns, and colorful bubbles are floating around on the playground. We are chasing and playing happily, and we are very happy! After the experience, I went back to the classroom to write "Blowing Bubbles", which made the article interesting and full of true feelings.
On Saturday, if Miss Pan is free, we can write at her home. Every time I finish writing, the teacher will cook for us and entertain us. One day, we were writing at Mr. Pan's house, and suddenly, a smell came to the nose. "What smells so good?" I glanced at the kitchen and saw a little white mist-like heat floating inside. Menstruation smiled and took out a plate of fish rolls from the kitchen, put them on the table and said lovingly, "Eat a piece when you're finished!" " I am glad to give my writing to the teacher for revision. I quickly took a fish roll and took a bite. I can't help but say, "delicious, delicious!" " "A classmate clapped his hands and said with a smile," Wow, I really have a good eye! " "Hearing this, I patted my head and smiled.
Teacher Pan's love for us is higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea. From grade one to grade three, teachers have been with us, taking care of us day after day, just like hardworking gardeners carefully cultivating our flowers and plants. Under the careful cultivation of teachers, we thrive. Teacher Pan transferred to another school this semester, but the teacher's love for us has always moistened our hearts. Teacher Pan, we love you!
Primary school life is over, but there is a teacher I will never forget-Miss Zheng. She is our English teacher.
Once, I got 87 points in the English test, and Miss Zheng asked me to find her after class. She looked angry first, then woke up from her anger and explained my wrong question to me carefully over and over again. After explaining, she told me what she expected of me. After listening to these words, my young mind was greatly shocked. Meanwhile, I secretly decided to learn English well.
Soon, the second English exam is coming. I reviewed it again and again, but I still secretly prayed for God's blessing. When I answered the question, I thought I had reviewed it thoroughly, so I didn't answer wholeheartedly.
In the evening, I confidently called my English teacher and asked about my English grades. The English teacher hasn't commented yet, but she said she would comment on the spot. She evaluated one after another, and the listening part was all right, but when it came to the written part, there were many mistakes and omissions, and suddenly a bolt from the blue. As always, the teacher explained it to me carefully over and over again. Finally, the teacher said to me, "I think you are great, but you are too careless." Keep working hard! " "This short sentence, as if a ray of warm sunshine directly to my heart, soothe my injured heart, let me overcome my inferiority. Restore confidence.
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. Time ushered in the third English exam. This time I answered the questions carefully and checked them carefully. Finally, I won the third place in my class.
Here, I want to send a sentence to Mr. Zheng: "Thank you for your courage and confidence, for your hard work in cultivating me, and for your concern for me!" I will live up to your expectations and strive for a higher level. "
In this long five-year campus time, I have met many teachers, including Mr. Yan, who is humorous, Mr. Wang, who has a bad temper, and xu teacher, who is enthusiastic and lively ... Among them, I like Mr. Guo best!
Teacher Guo wrote me a lot of comments, all of which were encouragement and made me work hard. There are criticisms that make me ashamed; Praise makes me happy ... these comments make me happy, depressed, excited and unforgettable!
I remember it was a composition class. The students are all sitting at their desks with different expressions. Some students crammed at the last minute, buried themselves in books and memorized them. Some students looked at Mr. Guo confidently, as if to say, "Teacher Guo, please order me, I have memorized it!" " However, some students dare not look directly at Mr. Guo with their heads down.
I also have an answer. I looked at Miss Guo confidently and thought, Hehe … I have recited it dozens of times at home. Please call my name, Miss Guo!
"Wang Jingbo, recite the profile of Mr. Lu Xun!" Sure enough, Mr Guo called my name, but I was dumbfounded. Ah … and Lu Xun's? I thought to myself, "I only recited ancient Chinese!" " I stood up slowly, and my mouth made a mosquito-like sound. "Mr. Lu Xun ... China ... China is very famous ..." The students all laughed, and I blushed like a ripe tomato.
"You have no back at all!" The smile on Miss Guo's face suddenly disappeared. The students smiled and said, "That's right!" I'm so embarrassed that I can't wait to find a hole in the ground.
Three generations of gentlemen. I will never forget the teacher's teaching!
The teacher is unforgettable. Teachers are like a boat in my life, taking me to swim in the ocean of knowledge, the river of wisdom and the vast world of knowledge.
Xiangxiang teacher appeared in front of my eyes from time to time, and the teacher's gentle words appeared in my ears from time to time.
Teacher Xiang Xiang has a pair of big watery eyes, and a glib mouth is hidden under her small nose. I remember that day when I was in the second grade, I came to school in high spirits. Seeing our dear teacher Xiangxiang waiting for us in the playground, she looked very energetic in a tight sportswear. Every day at 7: 00 10, she will arrive at school on time and run on the playground. When we came to the classroom sweating like a pig, the breakfast bell rang.
Teacher Xiang Xiang is both gentle and strict. For those students who are late, she will call their parents one by one. So she often sees a beautiful scenery, which makes the late students stand in a row!
Teacher Xiang Xiang is very careful. Pay attention to the posture of sitting and holding the pen, and the words are very strict. Be meticulous in every writing. Therefore, teacher Xiang Xiang's angry eyes are indispensable.
Teacher Xiang Xiang is also very beautiful. She is not only good-looking, but also beautiful in spirit. Every time we have a parent-teacher meeting, she will tell our parents truthfully what we did wrong.
Now, teacher Xiangxiang has left, and I miss her very much, hoping to see her beautiful figure again.
The kindness of the teacher is unforgettable. 6. The teacher's love, selfless and ordinary, permeates my heart like a warm current; Just like the spring breeze, it gives me warmth and warmth. In my school days, xu teacher left the deepest impression on me.
Xu teacher is tall, with long black hair, a beautiful face and big eyes full of wisdom. She is always grinning, so amiable that I can't help falling in love with her.
Xu teacher is a very considerate and good teacher. I remember being late for school once. I am very nervous and my heart is pounding like a rabbit in my pocket. I think I can't escape the teacher's criticism and classmates' ridicule this time. I timidly shouted "Report" at the door, but xu teacher saw me with my head down and my face flushed, and came up to me with a smile and whispered, "Xinyan, come to school early in the future!" Then, he said to the class, "Xin Yan, are you not sick?" Mom has called me. Why are you here again? "Hearing this, the students cast admiring eyes." I'm not sick? "I looked at xu teacher doubtfully, only to see her smile at me. I suddenly understood that xu teacher was cleverly helping me out. I will always remember xu teacher's soft words and white lies. I liked xu teacher even more after that.
Xu teacher is not only considerate, but also kind!
I remember last summer vacation, a classmate in our class was hospitalized in a car accident. Xu teacher immediately organized his classmates to visit him, chat with him, read books and tell jokes ... so that this classmate could forget his pain and recover soon. Xu teacher takes time to take care of him every day and takes care of him like a mother.
Xu teacher is caring for my growth with her love. I will never forget the teacher's teaching!
The south wind blew away gently, with the praise of Zen Buddhism and the ornament of phoenix trees full of parting, which led me to a new departure. However, you know what? The teacher who accompanied me in my primary school life was a key figure who influenced me in the distance. Her affability and spring breeze in teaching really make people feel that this "class" is our second "home".
She is our teacher, more like our spiritual pillar. I always share my personal experiences and life examples in class. Although sometimes the content will make the whole class burst into laughter, I think who doesn't love such teaching? And the "contact book" in our class is different from other classes. How can I put it? From the first day we met, she asked us to copy a meditation quotation every day and then write down our own feelings. At first, I took pains to copy, but after a long time, like most people, there will always be: "Is it really meaningful to write this?" "Can it change anything for me?" "Can I become as generous as I love Tzu Chi?" Questions like this really confuse me! At the moment, I still don't understand the teacher's real intention.
It was not until graduation that I gradually felt that extraordinary magic. After reading the meditation, the struggle and anxiety in my heart can disappear instantly and turn into a calm and clear energy. Whenever you are irritated, upset or angry by others ... you will meditate several times in your mind and in your heart, what you see, hear and write. Although I didn't believe in anything at first, I had the energy. However, because of her, I can be more generous and tolerant, and treat others with heart.
Maybe you won't believe it after reading it, but I really think it's good to meet her. Her guidance made me accumulate rich spiritual energy!
Shi En unforgettable excellent composition 8 Teacher, what a sacred word! There are many teachers who have taught me, but what impressed me the most is Mr. Yang, the head teacher of Grade Two in Senior High School.
Teacher Yang, always in the dead of night, tirelessly corrects his composition, always prepares lessons hard during festivals, and always takes pains to guide us when encountering difficulties.
I still remember that when you were sick, the headmaster allowed you to rest at home, but you walked to the classroom with heavy steps. Many students were surprised at that time.
In class, my eyes are no longer bright, and it is difficult to even write. When you take the chalk, you try to write one by one on the blackboard, and your hands are shaking all the time. When the students told you to stop, your mouth trembled and said, "Classmates, teacher … it's all right. Now ... come to class! " ! You said you were fine, but can you hide it from us? The students were moved by your professional image.
Teacher, some people say that you are a candle, burning yourself and illuminating others with light; You are a lamp; When we are lost, it guides us forward.
Just like our mother, you take good care of us and serve us wholeheartedly. How can we repay your kindness?
If someone asks me, who do I admire most? I will not hesitate to answer: "Miss Yang!" Because you have done so much for us, and you don't ask for anything in return.
Teacher Yang, I will never forget your feelings until forever.
The teacher's unforgettable excellent composition 9 has no eternal youth.
There is no promise of never failing.
Wear it in the prologue of life
In the long running water
On a stormy day
Who did you abandon everything for?
The skirt with tender beige plaid is rippling in the wind.
Walk into this strange classroom.
Sorry, teacher, we are the most familiar strangers.
You smile
afterwards
Will lead these children
Go to a new field
A few words of encouragement in the exercise book
Waves carefully sketched in the composition book
Defend the last dignity for the children who have made mistakes.
This is a teacher's life.
A boy plagiarized his composition.
You're not angry. You just smiled and asked the class representative to hand out a stack of papers.
There is that plagiarized article on every test paper
You didn't criticize.
Only the boy with a red face.
You stopped the class representative.
commemorate
This will be our secret forever.
When the dust at dusk dissipates in the cool autumn breeze
All the past things sink into my heart, the past.
This is just an old dream. I only remember the corner of the book that was rolled up.
Students from far away send you cards.
In fact, you have forgotten the name of this student.
You lock it at one end of the drawer.
So it carries your little happiness.
Never grow old.
Teacher En's unforgettable excellent composition 10 From Grade One to Grade Three, Miss Li has been teaching us. Our feelings are getting deeper and deeper, just like our biological parents, they always take care of us and love us. I will never forget this teacher Li who has educated us for three years.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the summer vacation of senior three is over. It's the fourth grade, and you have to part with us. You may not know, that night, my eyes cried red and swollen, like two big light bulbs.
How I wish you would give us another vivid lesson. But this little wish will never come true, and the good old days are gone forever. My dear teacher Li, how I wish you would come back, it is inevitable that you will nag us once. Every time I pass by the office, I can't help secretly looking in. Seeing your busy figure, my heart is sour and my eyes are filled with tears unconsciously. How I wish you could have a good rest and not wear yourself out. However, you work hard for the flowers of the motherland, and your work spirit touches me all the time and is remembered in the depths of my soul. Tomorrow is Teacher's Day, and I would like to express my deep wishes for your good health and smooth work.
Although you can't teach us any more, I will never forget your tireless teaching. Your dedication to us will accompany me all my life.
Shi En unforgettable excellent composition 1 1 Teacher Li's concern and help to me, I have always remembered it.
It was my third day, and we were doing our homework in the classroom. Teacher Li visited the classroom to tutor. When she saw that I was holding the pen in the wrong way, she stopped and said to me, "Hold the pen higher, about an inch from the nib." Hold the pen between the thumb and forefinger, and gently place it on the first finger of the middle finger, so that the pen can be slightly tilted to the right, and the eyes can clearly see the trace of the nib' walking' on the paper, so that the words can be written well. "Miss Li said and made a gesture to me, and I smiled shyly. Miss Li held my hand and wrote a few words on the paper like a first-year student.
Whenever I write in the future, I will think of my teacher's kind words and warm hands. It was Miss Li who helped me to correct my bad habit of holding a pen and laid a solid foundation for my future writing.
Another time, we wrote "copybooks" in the classroom. My handwriting is crooked, and the size is inconsistent. The teacher came up to me and said, "Li Xiang, you must sit up straight when you write." Be careful when you draw a picture. Only by following these steps can you write neatly and beautifully. " After listening to the teacher's words, I further corrected my attitude towards practicing calligraphy. Anyway, no matter what you do, being serious and not being serious are different, and my next words will be much more beautiful. On that occasion, the teacher read my homework and said to me, "I really want to learn." Confucianism can teach! " "Listen to the teacher, the in the mind is sweeter than eating honey!
Miss Li is an amiable and approachable teacher. Her education to us is like a small spring rain, which moistens us and makes me unforgettable all my life!
Mercy's excellent work Ceng Laoshi is one of my most unforgettable music teachers. She is beautiful, with bright black hair and a fair face, especially her eyes. She is so charming, black and big, like a black grape, with a high nose and a lipstick mouth. It looks very fashionable and elegant! But she is also very enthusiastic and lively. Her selfless dedication and helpful spirit are worth learning.
One day in music class, the teacher's voice was very uncomfortable, but she still taught us to sing. She shook her head by hand and we smelled a fragrance. Then, she sang: "Amen ..." She sang beautifully, like a tinkling spring, like a gentle spring. I was shocked. In this case, she can sing such a touching song. It's amazing!
I remember another time, walking on the road, I happened to meet a music teacher. I saw her leading an old woman across the street, only to hear the teacher say, "I'll take you home!" " "So I followed her quietly. When she arrived at grandma's house, she put down her cane and said happily, "Thank you, you are so enthusiastic. I don't know how to thank you." "The teacher adjusted her clothes and said," Nothing. You are in poor health. This is what I should do. You should take care of yourself. " The teacher suddenly turned around and found me. God, what should I do?
My music teacher is like a candle. Although exquisite, it illuminates others with a hot air. Teacher, you really make me unforgettable!
An Unforgettable Excellent Composition for Kindness 13 The Chinese teacher in my primary school is a teacher who seldom criticizes students and often praises them.
I remember when we were in the second grade of primary school, the teacher was writing on the blackboard once, and suddenly there was laughter from below, so the teacher looked back and the laughter stopped, so the teacher continued to write on the blackboard and suddenly there was laughter again. It turned out that a classmate in the class was reading comic books, and the teacher went over and collected his comic books. After class, the teacher called the classmate to the podium, and the classmate stepped onto the podium in fear. Afraid that the teacher would criticize him, I didn't expect the teacher not only didn't criticize him, but also returned the comic books to him, saying: You should listen carefully in class, you can read comic books after class, and you are not allowed to read them again in class.
I still remember one time, a classmate in the class suddenly had a stomachache and the teacher took him to the hospital. After the examination, it was appendicitis. The Chinese teacher asked another teacher to watch it for us for a few days. The teacher is with him day and night and will give him a class tomorrow.
On Children's Day, the teacher brought a big cake to share with the whole class. We ate with relish and then took us to the movies. On Children's Day that year, we had a good time.
During the summer vacation, the teacher also took us to visit some scenic spots in the motherland.
My primary school Chinese teacher made me unforgettable. It's a pity that I graduated from primary school and have been separated from him since then.
An unforgettable excellent composition by kindness 14 "The silkworm in spring will weave until it dies, and the candle will drain the wick every night." A poem that has been handed down for thousands of years vividly explains the greatness and sublimity of teachers. On this unusual day of Teachers' Day, I deeply wish my dear teacher: May you be with spring!
The three-foot platform is the stage for you to show your elegance, a blackboard records your struggle, a piece of chalk writes down your hope for us, and the two-foot pointer is the baton for you to play the song of dedication!
In class, you fly with passion, sow knowledge with hard sweat and lead us to swim in the ocean of knowledge. After class, you are full of love, watering the flowers in our hearts with earnest teachings, and lighting the fire of our hope.
You are a gravel-paved road, carrying the dreams of generations. You are a boat, pushing us to seek knowledge and sail to the hall of wisdom. Teacher, you are like a gardener, carefully pruning the peaches and plums in the garden; You are a red candle, glowing, sacrificing yourself to illuminate others; You are the blue sky, let us soar freely in your arms!
Teacher, you don't have the gorgeous enchanting peony, but you have the warm fragrance of orchids; You are not as passionate as a rose, but as proud as a plum blossom. You don't argue with flowers, but you have "when the mountain blooms, she laughs among the flowers!" " "desire!
Teacher, addition, subtraction, multiplication and division can't count your merits, and poetry and songs can't praise your greatness. I hope the plum blossoms in winter will never wither. Let me send you warm wishes. I hope the waves of the sea will never stop. Let me tell you my endless gratitude!
Good people are safe all their lives! Bless you, my teacher! -This is the affection of green leaves for roots!
Mercy unforgettable excellent composition 15 you are not a star, radiant and sought after;
You are not rich, free and easy, spending money lavishly;
You are not a great man, so many people admire you, and you will be remembered by history.
But you are you, the most selfless person in the world.
Although you are ordinary, you are engaged in an extraordinary career.
Although you are ordinary, you have unusual pursuits.
In the morning, you greet the dawn and open the classroom door for us;
During the day, you inculcate and open the door of wisdom for us;
In the evening, accompanied by a lonely lamp, you correct our homework and prepare for the next day's class.
Day after day, year after year.
A piece of chalk, writing your unpretentious spring and autumn,
The three-foot platform witnesses your life without regrets.
Keep my sleeves clean and willing to be a ladder.
Dust dyed white hair, peaches and plums all over the world.
How could you forget? !
When I fall, you gently help me up;
When I am sick, you buy me water;
When I encounter difficulties, you give me confidence and courage;
When I was complacent, you warned me to guard against arrogance and rashness and keep making progress.
Teacher!
You are a gardener, taking good care of our buds;
You are the spring rain, which nourishes our thirst for knowledge;
You are a candle, burning yourself and illuminating us;
You are the helmsman, leading us to sail in the ocean of knowledge.
Ah, I will never forget my teacher's kindness, which is as heavy as a mountain, as deep as the sea, and boundless. Inspired by my teacher's kindness, we will definitely learn to learn and be human!