We knew the news that the teacher was leaving before the holiday last semester. Many things happened at the teacher's home at that time. We watched the teacher lose weight round after round. Everyone said nothing on the surface, but their hearts were silently distressed. The most regrettable thing is that we didn't have time to formally say goodbye to our teacher before she left.
What a good teacher Miss Li is!
The teacher has a pair of big talking eyes. The first time I saw her, I was deeply attracted by these magical eyes. Since then, these eyes have given me countless warmth. In class, the teacher's eyes always sparkle with encouragement and trust. After class, we can always see a happy smile in the teacher's eyes. Teachers' eyes are always full of tenderness. Even in the face of our mistakes, those eyes are still like warm spring breeze. It's like there are thousands of words printed in my heart that I haven't said. What I like most is that I can see the teacher's smiling eyes from a distance, and I feel that there is no verbal communication between us, and even the air is full of happiness.
I feel very honored to study with my teacher for two years. In the teacher, I saw the perfect combination of Chinese and life. I began to realize that learning Chinese is not only for exams, but more importantly, I am a China native and I love my motherland and our culture. China's culture is profound, and every word tells the vast wisdom and wonderful feelings of our ancestors. Literature is higher than life, and ultimately it must belong to life. Learning Chinese will make our life more colorful. The teacher also said that "learning lies in cultivation, not just focusing on harvest." She has always insisted on thinking independently, studying independently and cultivating her Chinese accomplishment. The teacher's teaching is far more than that, and every word she says will help me a lot. Thank Miss Li for letting me know how proud I am as a child in China and how happy I am to learn Chinese!
My teacher, though a petite and emaciated woman, is full of heroic spirit. She is generous, lovely, honest and brave ... The teacher teaches two classes, but she has never been partial, because she is our head teacher. Similarly, teachers never treat students differently because of their good or bad grades; Every time the school organizes labor, Miss Li is always the last one to leave with our class. Our homework, even punctuation mistakes, the teacher will carefully help us pick out …
Teachers always say that no matter what environment you are in or where you stand, you should devote yourself wholeheartedly to what you should do. The class motto set by the teacher, "Be the first good person and the first expert in learning", will always be engraved in my heart, so that I can clearly know how to be a student and how to be a person.
If one word is used to describe teachers, I think it must be "great love without borders". This word, used on teacher Li, is really appropriate. I still remember that once a boy in the class accidentally broke his hand while playing ball. Teacher Li repeatedly urged his classmates to take care of him. In the evening, the teacher also quietly went to the dormitory to help the boys wash clothes. Later, when I heard the boy talk about it, his words were full of gratitude and happiness, which made us envious. Although I didn't see this scene with my own eyes, I witnessed the teacher cooking medicine for the sick female classmate. When the bowl of Chinese medicine that had been boiled for several hours was delivered to the girl, the careful teacher also sent honey together. The girl took the medicine and her eyes were full of tears ... I still remember that during the rainy season, everyone's clothes could not be dried. Teacher Li also mentioned several times that we should take the clothes to her and dry them with the washing machine. She said that wet clothes were bad for her, so her parents would be heartbroken when they found out. Knowing that I am careless, the teacher always reminds me carefully before every exam. Two years later, this sentence gave me great warmth and encouragement. Teachers often go to the dormitory to care about our daily life, and occasionally bring some delicious food to our greedy kittens. Of course, in the face of our mistakes, teachers never relax and are meticulous. She said, "Strict love is the highest state of love." In the past two years, teachers have pulled back many young and frivolous hearts with their unremitting efforts.
But, you know what? Our teacher also has a lovely child, who is still very young and even thin. As the head teacher, the teacher has one night holiday every week, but even that short night, the teacher insists on accompanying us. For us, the teacher doesn't even have time to pick up the children from kindergarten. Teachers are always busy in the office. As a teacher, Miss Li is the most selfless and greatest, but as a mother, teachers owe their children too much. And we, as teachers' students, occupy too much love belonging to the little friend who calls us brothers and sisters. Because of his busy work, Mr. Li, who couldn't take care of him, had to send him back to his grandparents in his hometown. I can't imagine what it's like for a mother to put her child on the train by herself. He is only a few years old after all. However, as a child, I understand that everyone wants his mother to accompany him and everyone wants his mother to pick him up after school.
On the day of the school leaving ceremony, we went back to school to get our grades. All the students in the class went to the playground to listen to the headmaster's instructions, and only Miss Li and I were left in the class. When I asked the teacher if he really wanted to leave, his eyes turned red in an instant. I was very sad at that time. I shouldn't have asked the teacher. So I want to smile at the teacher, so maybe she won't be too sad. However, the tears were so naughty that they slipped out quietly and didn't want to stop. I can't remember exactly how the farewell ceremony was spent. Maybe I will never remember. Before leaving, my classmates and I went to the office to say goodbye to the teacher. I hugged my teacher tightly. The teacher's arms are so warm. I've always wanted this hug since I first met my teacher. I just didn't expect it, but now it is our farewell ceremony. I still have a thousand words to say to the teacher and a lot to share with him. I also want the teacher to watch us get better and face the senior high school entrance examination together, and there are many more. But now, I can't say anything, I can only condense everything into the simplest sentence, "Teacher, you should be happy." Really, teacher, you must be happy! "Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky is blue ..." The article is written here, and I seem to hear the teacher reading this poem in the first day of junior high school. It's so beautiful ... (in memory of Miss Li)