Teacher's love is dew, even a withered heart can wake up; Teacher's love is spring breeze, even frozen feelings will melt-_ _.

It is a long and arduous process from "Goose Goose Goose" to "Dead Vine Old Tree Faint Crow", from babbling to wandering in the ocean of Tang poetry and Song poetry. In this process, there is a person who is very important to me-she is a hardworking gardener, and I am the flower she moistens with sweat; She is a strong tree, and I am the grass in the shade. Rain or shine, he will always shelter me from the wind and rain ahead-Miss Li.

Teaching silently for more than 20 years, although she is no longer so young, in my heart, she will always be 18 years old, full of vigor and vitality!

She is diligent, earnest and efficient. She got the test paper in the previous class and corrected it in the third class. The language between us is conveyed through every stroke and painting in the homework. What I always see from her students is trust and encouragement. She is a sweet spring in the desert, giving me hope and motivation, so that I can continue on the road full of thorns.

Between teachers and students, it is not simply "teaching and learning". We can become study partners and friends in life with teachers. When we encounter sad things, we can talk to our teachers. When we meet happy things, we can also share our joy with our teachers. There is no age difference between us, this is true friendship!

I heard a story about a student who didn't like the Chinese teacher and was reported. When he stood in front of the teacher, he thought, "I wonder how the teacher will criticize me?" To his surprise, he was greeted by China's kind face and kind words. He was shocked and ashamed! Since then, the student has never hated Chinese classes. He has worked harder.

2. The indicator light on the road to growth says 800 words.

If my home is half an acre of land, I am a seedling planted by my parents and thrive under their care; Family style is like warm sunshine, which gives me infinite strength and warms people's hearts; Family precepts, like drizzle, moisten my dry heart ...

As the ancients said, "faithfulness and virtue" are family heirlooms, and thrift is the way to prosper the family. Counting the ups and downs of my growing journey, my family style and family precepts inadvertently penetrated my growing track. "Keep promise, be diligent and civilized", kindness is small, and it becomes a virtue over time.

"Faith" is undoubtedly a fine quality that Chinese children should abide by since ancient times. One day, I made an appointment with my friends to go to the library to review at the weekend, but my father told me the amazing plan to travel to the water park at night! "Water Park", this is a fantastic world that I miss very much. Busy parents also have little leisure to get together and play with their families. Let's go to the water park, but ... At the moment, I'm struggling endlessly. You can't have your cake and eat it. What should I do? I thought for a long time, clenched my fist and bit my lip and said to my father, "I can't go to the water park tomorrow." I have an appointment with my classmates to go to the library early in the morning, so ... So ... "My father patted me on the shoulder and said with a smile," Well, my father respects your choice. Since I promised others, I must keep my word! " With some regret, I drove away the unhappiness in my heart. The next morning, under the bright morning sun, my friends and I held hands tighter. ...

"Thrift" is not only a living habit, but also a cultivation and a virtue. It's hard to think about a porridge and a meal, but it's hard to keep thinking about it. There is a saying in Wolong commandment book: "A gentleman's trip is to cultivate one's morality by quietness and frugality." Diligence is also our family's consistent creed. "Who knows that every grain is hard?" My mother taught me from an early age to cherish food and never waste it. I am a proud "CD family" at home and abroad. In addition, saving water, reusing waste water, using "peak and valley electricity" and so on are all good qualities that my parents helped me develop in their usual words and deeds. Saving self-cultivation will definitely benefit me for life.

"Courtesy" means knowing the book and reaching the ceremony, and family rules and regulations are also part of it. After dinner, my strict father always taught me to be open-minded, be polite, respect the old and love the young, and have a kind heart.

I am lucky to grow up in this harbor with simple family style and excellent family training. Gradually understand things and keep morality. The positive energy passed down from generation to generation is far better than wealth, and it is a gift from my parents. Such as the starlight that illuminates the road ahead, silently interweaves a gorgeous moonlight behind me.

3. The indicator light on the road to growth is 800 words.

Three years, three years ago, I stepped into the classroom of this class. In the past three years, I have caused a lot of trouble, and you have taught me many times and told me a lot of truth, not just me. And a year later, we will not be able to meet each other, hear your words full of life truth, and let you give us more life lessons. I have to say that we are all lucky to meet you.

That day is the most important day, because after this day, I have a rest for three days, and I will have an exam as soon as I come to school. We are reviewing nervously under your guidance. What happened at that time, I actually had this question in my heart: I am so hungry! By the way, take this opportunity to bite the magician! No, it's the review stage, and we can't delay it!

So in my heart, the two elves had a "dispute", and finally the evil battle defeated justice.

My eyes are fixed on you, looking at you. I poured instant noodles into my mouth, and you found me. I thought you would point me out to criticize me, but you didn't. You just asked me to stand up and answer a question I knew I would answer. I made a slip of the tongue, and you said, "Students, close your textbooks first, and I'll tell a story ..." The story you told was about me. I got it and spit out the instant noodles. You didn't continue the lecture until you saw me throw up. I looked at the time, and the teacher was ashamed that I had wasted twenty minutes on this important day.

After class, I was wondering why you didn't spend two minutes exposing me, but spent 20 minutes telling stories to get my heart back. But today, I understand that you didn't just let me go back to class, you haven't let me lose my self-esteem!

Soon, we will leave you. You are my guiding light in the process of growing up, teaching me to be brave, kind and full of love. You-Wang Yanli!

4. The indicator light on the road to growth says 800 words.

Memories are like a long beach. There are many shells on the beach, and each shell is engraved with happy, painful and even exciting memories.

I was looking for the galaxy of memory, and a first-grade Chinese teacher appeared in front of me. Her nose is small and exquisite, her eyes are bright, her rounded chin sets off the overall outline, which makes her look exquisite and charming, and her voice is loud and firm when she teaches. She teaches us math, tian teacher.

I remember the first class was also the first time we met. She raised her white hands and wrote her name fluently. In class, she not only teaches seriously, but also pays more attention to the interaction with her classmates, so that we can study happily and stimulate everyone's interest in learning. So we all like to listen to her class.

She not only has a delicate appearance, but also has a lovely heart. When a classmate accidentally falls down, she will go forward to be caring and attentive, afraid of breaking it; Who has a problem with study? Her eager eyes showed us that she was more anxious than anyone else. In her words, not even one can be left behind. "Love life" has never been an empty talk for her!

I remember one time after school, she rode her bike on the road and happened to pass by the school bus stop. At this time, it is just the rush hour. The bus has just stopped and many people are busy getting on it. However, it is difficult for an old woman to get on the bus because her legs and feet are not flexible. When tian teacher saw this, he quickly stopped his bicycle, quickly stepped forward to hold grandma and sent her to the car. Seeing this scene, her image suddenly became tall in my heart. Her words and deeds well explain the profound truth of "teaching and educating people".

Perhaps these are trivial things, but for me, let me know what is kindness, what is love and what is responsibility. I will take tian teacher as an example, let her be the guiding light on my growth path, and guide me to study happily and grow up healthily in my future study career and growing years.

Tian teacher is the most beautiful silver star in my memory!

5. Write 800 words on the road of growing up.

"Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night." This ancient poem is the truest portrayal of my beloved teacher Liu. My head teacher, Mr. Liu, is an amiable and responsible person. He treats his students wholeheartedly and treats every student as his own child. He is full of enthusiasm for his work.

Gray day, gray ground, gray rain, gray myself leaning on the desk feebly, the exam is always the most hurtful. I know I didn't do well in this exam, and I'm ready to be criticized. ...

When the bell rang, Mr. Liu walked lightly onto the platform. I sat in my seat in fear and trembling, waiting for his "criticism". To my surprise, Mr. Liu didn't hand out papers or read the grades, but continued to give us new lessons. At first, I was too scared to lift my head. Later, I looked up slightly and looked at Mr. Liu on the podium. I found that he would look at me from time to time, and I knew it was a hint from Mr. Liu-let me listen to the class well. His eyes gave me great encouragement, so I looked up and began to listen to Teacher Liu carefully. In that class, my heart was warm, like a piece of ice bathed in sunshine.

After class, Mr. Liu called me to the office, and I thought: A storm is coming. Hearing the word "I'm sorry", I froze. Teacher Liu went on to say, "It's the teacher's fault that you lost the paper. I'll give you another copy and hand it in this afternoon. " I "oh" and took the test paper. Just as I was about to leave, Teacher Liu stopped me and said to me, "Son, a failure doesn't mean anything. In study and life, the terrible thing is not a temporary failure, but a collapse. Go back and think about it. " "I know what to do. Thank you, teacher! " Since then, every time I encounter difficulties, I will think of what Teacher Liu said, which has benefited me a lot.

Thank you, Miss Liu! Your words, like a spring rain, send me the power to rush out of the soil; Like a bright light in the dark, it shows me the way forward; Just like a touch of sunshine in the cold winter, it brings me infinite warmth.