In the usual study, work and life, the composition that everyone is familiar with usually has a meaningful ending. I believe many people will find this article difficult to write. The following are my collected teachers. I want to tell you about this article. Welcome everyone to learn from it. I hope it helps you.

Teacher, I want to tell you the composition 1 Dear class teacher:

Hello!

When I wrote this letter to you, it was already dead of night.

In fact, I don't want to send this letter, but I want to bury it in my heart. However, I finally got up the courage and raised my pen to tell you …

I have always been the teacher's "problem children". I always like to get into a dead end when I meet something at ordinary times. Loneliness is my character, cowardice is my characteristic. However, teacher, you never gave up on me and enlightened me when I was in pain; Support me when I succeed; When I am in trouble, please help me ... Teacher, you have led me through this journey. I want to say to you: Teacher, you have worked hard.

Remember? When I first entered the military training in Dongsheng High School, I may not be able to get in touch with the new environment at once and I can't adapt! I finally went to the "120" rescue center because I was not feeling well. I'm really scared. It's the teacher. You've always been with me. I'm afraid of injections and medicine, and it's under your care that I recover smoothly.

I am healthy because of my teacher's love.

Remember? 20xx65438+1October 18 is my birthday, which has been deeply branded in my heart and will never be forgotten in my life. I have been boarding at school, but I usually lack the care of my family. My closest friend also transferred to another school before that. At night, I lay in bed, quietly, I cried, and the crystal tears slowly slipped down my eyes. I want to cry, but I have to sob for fear that others will know. Besides, birthdays will be buried in my heart. But you, teacher, know my birthday on my study list. I also told my classmates to prepare it for me quietly. Seeing this scene, I shed tears again, but tears of happiness. Thank you for your concern, teacher. I sincerely salute you.

I am glad for the love of my teacher.

Remember? In the first semester of Grade Two, I was recommended by my brother and sister to be the president of the Student Union. At first, I was like standing at a crossroads, not knowing whether to turn left or right. If I become the chairman, it will definitely affect my grades; If I don't do well, I will definitely lose a good opportunity to exercise myself. Because of this, I am very troubled. When you talk to me, you seem to be a psychiatrist and see through my worries about the position of "chairman". You enlighten me and solve my problems. Even, I sacrificed my schedule to clean myself up. Sometimes, I get depressed. You inspired me. Sometimes, I become naive. You guide me ... as the saying goes, "life is always beautiful." The beauty of life lies in love. It is not vigorous, it goes through fire and water, and it is not lingering. The teacher loves it like jasmine, plain and fragrant.

I am not swayed by the teacher's love.

Do you remember? Students from Class 4, Grade 2 left a wonderful scene in the third Science and Technology Week. Today, Cosplay of Art Week has made great achievements again. In order to make this art week come to a successful conclusion, each of us sacrificed our time and rehearsed nervously. And you, the teacher, have been with us. When we are discouraged, you sincerely encourage us. When we have questions, you sincerely put forward your opinions. When we succeeded, you were really happy for us ... We trained in happiness from the rehearsal, performance and general performance of the program. You get not only success, but also happiness!

I am glad to have the love of my teacher.

Teachers are the cradle, feeding us to grow; The teacher is an arch bridge that leads us out of the ditch; The teacher is a boat, crossing us to the other side; The teacher is a bow that shoots us into the distance. ...

We've come a long way. Up to now, we have love, hate, joy, sadness and bitterness. However, my biggest feeling in Class 4, Grade 2, Gaodong is moving. This is my first experience.

No matter what the result is, no matter whether the teacher can take us to the third grade, I am convinced that all the students in the fourth grade will not forget you, because the blue sky and white clouds have created a harmonious picture, and only the teacher's love can educate us so intelligently.

Teacher, I want to give it to you again with my most sincere love. Thank you for giving me a reason to be a man. I can hardly tell you how much you love me. I hope the teacher's love will never die, the flowers of love will never die, the bright smile will always be young, and the long life course will continue to advance. ...

The night is deep and people are quiet. I'm here to collect the pen!

Wish: spring is full!

Your student: Zhou Xueqin.

20xx-5-29 nights

Teacher, I want to write a composition for you. A thousand words can't express my feelings, and Qian Shan can't stop me from thinking of you. Dear teacher, I can only say to you: "Teacher, you have worked hard!" " Thank you! "

Han Yu in the Tang Dynasty explained the meaning of a teacher in this way: a teacher, so he was taught to solve problems in his profession. But his definition is based on the social function of teachers. But I want to make this answer: teachers are candles, burning themselves and illuminating others; The teacher is a gardener, working hard to water the flowers of the motherland; The teacher is a bee. She tries to collect honey and brew the sweetest honey for human beings. But the teacher himself said: A teacher is shine on you and better than Blue, and a teacher is someone who wants students to surpass themselves. The teacher said that he wanted everyone to taste the sweetest honey in the world. Yes, dear teacher, you just want us to surpass you, become useful talents in society and taste the sweetest honey in the world.

Qu Yuan's choice is "I have a good heart, and I don't regret it even if I die nine times". "My heart is a magnet, which does not mean that the South will not rest." This is Wen Tianxiang's choice; "It is Lin Zexu's choice whether to live for the country or to escape because of misfortune"; What they care about and devote themselves to is the national economy and people's livelihood and the great cause of the world. "When things happen, there is no need, the wind and rain are unjust, and the sky is crying." This is Qin Gui's choice; Although "your kindness is as deep as the sea", "I am as heavy as a mountain _" is Hong Chengchou's choice; Regardless of "crying all six armies", it will only be "rushing to the top and being angry as a beauty", which is Wu Sangui's choice. What they pursue and yearn for is high officials and generous salaries, and they are drunk and dream of death. "Cicada dies in spring, wax torch turns to ashes and tears flow" is your choice. What you pursue is giving, dedication and not asking for anything in return.

I missed you very much in the past year. You not only taught me the knowledge of chemistry, but also taught me kindness, responsibility and care. Whenever I encounter problems, you always give me the greatest help and encouragement. When I am proud and do something wrong, you criticize and educate me in time. My progress is inseparable from your efforts. No matter in my study or in my life, your teachings are like the morning star in the dark, so that I won't get lost in the vast sea. Here, thank you again!

Your voice, your smile, your words and deeds have been branded in my mind. I remember everything about you so clearly that I will never erase it. Mr. Lu Xun has a saying: Education is rooted in love. I think this sentence is very reasonable. I take it as a proverb, because you have given me true love, which is as deep as my father's love.

Your efforts, I failed to repay with excellent results, I can only repay with my heart. Even if I don't have Du Fu's famous poem "The pen falls and shakes the wind and rain, and the poem makes the gods cry", I believe you can feel that your contribution is worthwhile.

The memory of those years is still vivid, and I have been deeply moved. Dear teacher, I want to say to you: "You have worked hard!" " "

Teacher, I want to tell you that in the early morning of my dream, the sun shines on the roof, splashing dazzling golden sunshine, pale glass butterflies, lifting the skirt of the wind, stepping on silky flowers, kissing the forehead and lips of flowers, releasing the hope of buds and taking away sweet smiles and good times. It flies away gradually, reminding me of the most beautiful you.

In that flower-like day, I met you, and your simple and honest smile is the most beautiful scenery in my eyes. During military training, you bought a cake for your classmate because it was his birthday, so that he could have a happy birthday at school. Don't forget to popularize knowledge for your classmates on your birthday. The students finished eating the cake, and there was only some cream left in the box. You licked the cream on it and said, "Here you are." Say that finish, I showed that simple and honest smile, white teeth shining in the light, corners of the mouth with a creamy smile printed in my heart. That smile is like a box of sweet milk, warm and nutritious, slightly sweet. Sweet milk, I want to ask you, do you still remember this beautiful scenery?

In that flower-like day, I met you, and your sweaty face is the most beautiful scenery in my eyes. Because our class didn't do morning exercises well in the morning, we were criticized by the director, and everyone was discouraged. You said, "Students, hold on a little longer. Why should we be inferior to others? Why not do your best? " Your chubby body trembled slightly because you ran with us, and the sweat on your forehead stayed with your face, dripping on the floor, but hitting our hearts. Your strict teaching is like a ginger coke, slightly spicy and warm. Ginger cola, I want to ask you, do you remember the most beautiful scenery?

In that flower-like day, I met you, and your firm eyes are the most beautiful scenery in my eyes. At the class meeting in the evening, you said, "You should set up lofty ideals. You are all great. You must point your finger at the north and take a higher platform. " Your firm eyes seem to tell us to move forward unswervingly on the road of chasing dreams. How far is a person's heart, how far is the road. Your words are like an old jar of wine. Deliberate thinking will always make me full of strength and continue to move forward with my sword. Wine, I want to ask you, do you remember the most beautiful scenery?

In the sun, the seven-leaf clover reflects golden yellow, and the elegant petals gently shake in the breeze. Open your five fingers, and the sunshine falls lightly between your fingers, outlining the face in your memory. Sweet milk, ginger cola, old wine, all the metaphors the world gives you are inappropriate. I want to tell you that you are the smile of my monitor, your concern and the embodiment of my class teacher.

Teacher, I want to tell you this composition 4 Dear Miss Li:

Time is short, I never knew it existed when I was happy; For a longer time, when I am sad, I only hope that time can cure loneliness. ...

Student: I wrote to you again. It's a thousand words. I only have deep feelings for books.

Who wants leaves falling with the wind?

Who wants to tell the star what she is thinking?

Let me accompany you.

Wandering in the long river of history.

When I think back to my teacher, your vivid class falls on the maple leaf of my youth like a small spring rain, which makes me interested in literature.

You said that every child is like a piece of jade, bred in the inner room, and no one knows her. You are like a jade worker who offers jade, and your heart is full of the impulse to let the original stone jade get social recognition.

I am very touched and admire your gardener's spirit of cultivating flowers of the motherland.

You are the wind, bringing us distant sounds of nature. Through you, we can learn about this rich world. You are also a breeze, blowing away the dust for us, so that we can easily take the first few steps in life; You are a long wind, blowing our clothes and making noise, helping us to "straighten my muddy sails and build a bridge in the deep sea".

Humor, you let me know that the world is so colorful, the wind blows through Yuan Ye, the grass is green, the wind passes through the mountains and the trees are strong; The wind crosses the ocean, the sails are far away, and hundreds of battles compete.

I am never proud of you. I understand that it is not difficult to set off instant fireworks, but it is difficult to fix the glory of this moment in the night sky forever; It is not difficult to summon up courage for a while, but it is difficult to maintain this immortal fighting spirit for a lifetime; It is not difficult to get a moment of happiness, but it is difficult to laugh at the end.

You who love to talk about history remind me of Shakespeare's words: "Life is like a play, life is like a stage, everyone plays his role well, so that everyone can have a meaningful trip."

You know what, teacher? Your appearance and your story make me deeply feel that life is a miracle. A small grass blooms like the ocean blue; A sorry bird serenades the violin in the branches; On the frozen land, there are still many lives singing and dancing there, keeping inexhaustible warmth.

Teacher, you are a miracle I have seen, and I am extremely happy with your teaching.

All right! Students write here, and finally just want to say to you: "hard work!" " "

Student: Huang Xiuzhen

20xx May 29th

The teacher's testimony:

Students can see the "miracle" from the teacher's ordinary education and teaching work, which shows that he or she is diligent, intelligent and fond of thinking. In fact, teachers use their own personality spirit to complete their work, which can give students a positive influence and play a positive guiding role inadvertently, which is more or less successful.

Teacher, I want to tell you that youth is constantly squandering in the passage of time, accompanied by flowers blooming and falling.

Pay is pay, pay is sacrifice, pay is pain. Who in the world is willing to pay? That person is you, teacher.

What floats away is the running water of life, and what is eternal is the sun, moon and stars in the sky; Trickle is your teaching.

Years are long, flowing through the green fields of my heart; The warmth of flower of life has blossomed on the hills I remember. ......

You said that a good life only belongs to those who have dreams and hopes for the future, and only those who meet and look forward to a new life every day, life is good.

You said that dreams are not a composition, and you will gradually forget them when you write them on paper.

You said, dreams are not slogans. If you put it on your lips, you will meet the wind.

You said that dreams are seeds, and the most beautiful flowers will bloom when buried in your heart.

You said, remember your dream and do your best for it. In a few years, you may find that "dream come true" is not just a good wish.

You said that people should have independent dignity, and dignity needs to be maintained by themselves, and only by themselves. Don't think that dignity is given by others, and the dignity of any kind of personality can only be maintained by yourself.

You said that people should learn to thank, because thanks can make people know how to cherish and appreciate; Gratitude can make the relationship between people more harmonious and make people more willing to communicate.

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The sky is stormy because of lingering clouds, the earth is forested because of lingering trees, lingering stones lengthen paths, lingering streams lengthen rivers, lingering universes light up the starry sky, and lingering years have an unforgettable history. The flower of the motherland-we, because of our hard-working gardener-teacher, thrive.

The podium is the stage for your dedication. You play an extraordinary role on this ordinary stage. Blackboard is the hotspot of your communication, and floating chalk dust is your knowledge.

If someone asks me, where are the people from all walks of life who have made great contributions to society? I have you in my answer because you are so selfless and so great.

Candles illuminate yourself, illuminate the night, and illuminate the way others have to go, and you have sacrificed your youth and spent years in this great educational cause. You are a lighthouse in the dark, guiding ships into the harbor, and you are the Big Dipper in the night sky, guiding lost tourists home.

"Thank you, teacher."

But how can I thank you with a word "thank you"? So I will praise you, I will praise you forever, forever. ...

Teacher, I want to tell you the sixth article. Dear teacher:

Teacher, I have so much to say to you. A thousand words can be summed up in three words-I love you.

Maybe these words are light, but they are heavy. I have swallowed them countless times, but I shed moving tears and selfless love, bit by bit, in my heart.

A lesson plan, a ruler, a deep feeling. Innocent people, what do you want in this life? Two pieces of chalk, two thousand disciples, remain uncorrupted. If you plant peaches and plums, you will never be poor.

I was very sad when I heard that you were in hospital because of illness. One of our classmates visited the hospital and saw you reading with old-fashioned glasses. I will secretly cry, because it shows that you are too worried about us. When I see one of your white hairs, I will secretly cry, because my parents also changed from black hair to white hair. As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a parent.

Teacher, you are like a piece of chalk, but you have finally finished your life, but you have achieved the dreams of thousands of children in Qian Qian.

Teacher, you are like a candle, illuminating us and guiding us to a bright road.

Teacher, you have worked hard. Whenever the naughty boy in our class gives you something, you are calm and reasonable. At this moment, I want to say to you: "Teacher, you have worked hard." You work hard for our study. You lost your voice to guide our life guide. But I don't take it seriously. Now I know, teacher, I love you.

I love your selfless spirit.

I like your dedication.

Maybe the magic bean engraved with the words "You have worked hard" as a holiday gift has rotted, maybe the carnation I gave you on Teacher's Day has withered, but the seeds of love you planted in my heart are taking root.

Teacher, you are great!

You are full of peaches and plums, and each of us gets knowledge from you, so you irrigate us and let us know more about the world and the universe. Without you, we would still be illiterate! So, thank you, teacher!

Teacher, I can't say a thousand words to you, that's all!

Wish: Good health! You did a good job.

Your student: Feng Jianman

20xx May 30th

The teacher's testimony:

What Xiang said to the teacher is a bit old-fashioned, but it is the students' heart after all, just as the "gratitude" we advocate for parents is nothing more than "filial piety" in thousands of years of traditional morality. Students can know that it is not easy to be a parent and a teacher, so they will not be too "self-loving" and not make progress.

Teacher, I want to tell your composition 7 Dear Teacher Xie:

How time flies! In an instant, I spent half a semester with you!

Teacher, do you remember seeing you for the first time? You looked at us with a serious face, and suddenly, it made our hair stand on end! I looked at it in my heart: this time it's bad. This class teacher is "extraordinary". A little difference is "a disaster!" Sure enough, as I expected, the teacher told us about discipline the first time we met. Strict discipline is like a shackle, which makes us feel heavy pressure.

It is because of pressure that we have motivation and can maintain a good class. For a long time, the discipline in our class has been very quiet. "Thank you, teacher!

Teacher, do you still remember the basketball week we celebrated together? Basketball, an intense sport, is an unfair sport for political classes with many boys and girls. But you didn't give up, didn't lose heart, and firmly believed that our class would be successful! You should constantly encourage athletes: we should fight bravely, even if we fail, we will win the process and gain valuable experience! Your encouragement again and again has filled athletes with vitality and confidence; Let's refuel more forcefully; Let's all be more United!

Therefore, the spirit of solidarity and mutual assistance in Class 7, Grade 1, Senior High School cannot be separated from you. Thank you teacher!

Teacher, do you remember our face-to-face conversation together? For me, an ordinary student in my class has outstanding achievements, but he is "unknown". You can talk to me and tell me your inner joy together! I am so moved and excited; Since that conversation, I thought to myself: In fact, the teacher is not strict, but very friendly and kind. Therefore, I want to study hard, actively maintain the class, stand out in the class, and stop being an "unknown" student!

Thank you teacher! In this wonderful time of half a semester, your persuasive and earnest teaching is in mind.

Teacher, you gave me the confidence to study; You gave me the courage to live; You gave me the motivation to work hard.

Teacher, you have opened the door to my wisdom; You opened the door to my happiness; You led me to the door of life.

Teacher, it is you who created the United Senior One (7) class, and you led our Senior One (7) class to the flying of learning and the way of thinking in life!

Thank you, Teacher Xie. Thank you for teaching us a wealth of knowledge; Thank you for teaching us many life truths; Thank you for teaching us how to be grateful; Thank you for teaching us to cherish time; Thank you for teaching us ...

I hope we can spend three years in high school with Mr. Xie, sprint the college entrance examination together and pursue a better future together!

Wish: Good luck in your work! Good health! Laugh often!

Teacher, I want to talk to you about article 8, "Spring silkworms keep spinning until they die, and candles drain the wick every night."

You burned yourself, illuminated others, paid in obscurity, gave everything selflessly, and worked tirelessly for most of your life. What is this for?

In order to find the answer, I quietly walked into the teacher's heart and listened to the teacher's heart.

"It is my duty to teach and educate people. My starting point is to teach students the truth of being a man and meet the basic needs of survival. It is my goal to let every student develop in his own suitable place, plug in the wings of chasing dreams and fly higher and farther. When wrinkles cover my forehead and the hair on my temples no longer has its former aura, I will say with a clear conscience, "I have tried my best." " "

Some people say that teachers are like mountains, because they are majestic and admirable; Some people say that teachers are like the sea, because the sea is boundless and immeasurable. Indeed, how many nights the teacher corrects our homework under the lamp, and how many days and nights we tirelessly repeat such a boring life. But there has never been a complaint, just silently paying, and in return, we are ...

When you were in kindergarten, the teacher taught you to write stroke by stroke. In return, you pushed the teacher's hand hard and cruelly and scribbled on the paper.

When you were in primary school, the teacher gave you paint to teach you to draw, but you in turn scribbled on the wall and even made the classroom a mess.

When you were in junior high school, the teacher taught you the basic principles of being a man, but in return, you yelled below and sometimes even fought back with the teacher.

Aren't you ashamed of your behavior? Don't you feel a little guilty?

Along the way, on the road to success, I no longer feel lonely with your company, I no longer feel afraid with your support, and I am confident to meet new challenges with your encouragement. I like you, hardworking teacher. You are as handsome as a cloud shirt and as deep as a blue sky. Your knowledge, and a tolerant and broad heart.

Your heart is as pure as snowflake; Your personality is as noble as a pine tree; Your youth, like fire, will burn forever. We will always respect you!

Without the nourishment of your fountain of thought, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Ah! Teacher, the engineer of human soul, who is not praising you! But you are still like an unknown bee making honey, like a gardener who goes out early and returns late, welcoming the morning glow with spring breeze, working all the way on the sunset, leaving your long figure in the afterglow. ...

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