Teacher's Sixth Grade Composition 1 I have been studying in Shanda Garden Primary School for three years and miss this school very much, especially my first teacher, Mr. Feng. When I think of her, those touching memories emerge in front of my eyes and waves of passion surge in my heart. ...
I remember when I first entered school, I walked into the campus for the first time and felt that everything was so strange. I began to cry nervously. At this moment, a pair of warm hands caught my hand. Ah, that must be the teacher. He comforted me softly, sent me into the classroom and arranged for me to sit down.
In class, Mr. Feng told us the story of "Proud Cock" vividly, and I was fascinated by it as if I were there. But at this time, the teacher's face was red and a string of sweat fell.
I started writing. I, my pen, seem to weigh a thousand pounds. My pen always doesn't listen to me, and it is crooked. I wrote and wiped, and I almost cried. Just when I looked up, I saw Miss Feng's eyes, how kind her smile was and how gentle her words were. He came over and taught me to write by hand. At this time, a string of sweat rolled down from Mr. Feng's forehead. ...
After class, the teacher helped me to pour water, take my lunch box and take me to the toilet ... From then on, I grew up beside the teacher day by day, like a boat, sailing there to the other side of success. ...
In the past three years, my growth and progress have infiltrated the hard work of Teacher Feng, which has filled me with her maternal love! The kindness of this unforgettable teacher will remain in my heart forever.
Teacher's sixth grade composition 2 "Grateful heart, thank you, let me have the courage to be myself, I will cherish it like a flower." I am grateful to many people in my life, but the person I want to thank most is you, teacher!
People say that teachers are candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves. The teacher is my guide on the road to growth. She taught us knowledge and took us to swim proudly in the sea of knowledge. Teachers are like the mothers of our class five (1) children. With the care of teachers, we can grow up happily and healthily.
Teacher, you know that I am an average student in my class, but you regard me as an excellent student. I remember that time, the school won the competition of top students in Grade 456. You know I am an ordinary student, but you still kept me and gave me a chance. If you don't keep me, you will be afraid of hurting my self-esteem. Teacher, whether you leave me or not, I will not be sad, because I have your trust, and I am proud of having such a good teacher. Teacher, thank you for your love for my education and for teaching me how to be a man.
Teacher, thank you for your support and trust. I will study hard and win honor for you and Class Five (1).
If everyone has a grateful heart, the world will be better!
Of all the teachers who taught me in our school, I think they are very cute, but my favorite is my head teacher, Miss Wang Weiming.
Miss Wang is a little fat, with a round face and beautiful big eyes. When she speaks, she always smiles and is very amiable. I like her from the day she became the head teacher of our class. Now, she has been with us for three years. In these three years, she has been my favorite teacher.
Miss Wang is a serious and responsible teacher. Because she has to prepare lessons carefully and fully before each lecture, she is never careless when giving lectures. Her teaching methods are flexible and the classroom atmosphere is lively. Because the new knowledge she talked about can not only be understood by students, but also be firmly remembered by students, so students like her lectures very much.
Besides imparting knowledge to us, Mr. Wang has to worry about our healthy growth. Whenever her classmates get good grades, she gives timely praise and encouragement. If anyone has shortcomings or mistakes, you can also help and educate her patiently. The students all respect her and want to be good friends with her. Miss Wang is also concerned about the health of her classmates. Sometimes the weather is bad. When the temperature drops suddenly, she will send a message to her parents in time, asking them to keep warm and put on more clothes to prevent illness.
Teacher Wang has many advantages. She is the best teacher in my mind and the best example for me to learn. I respect her. She is not only my favorite teacher, but also our favorite teacher.
Time is like running water, like a gust of wind, so fast. In a blink of an eye, I have been in the sixth grade of primary school. During these six years, I was taken care of by a hardworking gardener. She is my Chinese teacher-Miss Zhang.
Teacher Zhang is not tall, with blond hair and big bright eyes shining with wisdom. There are some tiny wrinkles on both sides of the eyes. A small mouth can always spit out the truth. A smiling face is always serious in class.
Madame Curie once said: No matter how proud a person has achieved, he should drink water and think of his source. Remember that his teacher sowed the initial seeds for his growth. When we graduate, we should also think about what Teacher Zhang has done for us in the past six years. And our best reward for teacher Zhang is to get a good grade in the exam.
Once a teacher, always a father. Teacher Zhang, like our mother, gives us care, warmth and care for the flowers of the motherland. Teachers are not only disseminators of knowledge, but also models. Teacher Zhang has done this completely. He is a good teacher in class and a good friend after class. Ask the teacher if you have difficulties, and share good things with the teacher.
This is my teacher Zhang, an amiable teacher. Although we are about to part, I will always remember you. Teacher Zhang, you have worked hard.
My favorite teacher is my English teacher-Miss Hou. We all affectionately call her Anne! She became an English teacher in Class Two, Grade Six in the last semester of primary school. Her classmates like her very much, because unlike other teachers, you call your parents to report any mistakes. She encourages us to learn in our study. For example, if a classmate behaves well or gets good grades, she will paste it for him. If you have five, you can go to her and get a small gift. I had it once! This is a pen container)
Annie asked me to represent her English class! Yes, she trusts me. Every morning, I always hand out my homework the night before (not narcissism, but what the teacher said! ); I also actively cooperate with the teacher in class; I don't think Annie is my teacher after class. She is more like our sister-considerate and amiable ... although she complains sometimes, she is always captured by her smile! We will be separated in almost three months! I can't bear to part with you: I can't bear to part with your beautiful figure; Your charming smile; I can't bear to give up everything! My love for you is beyond words.
Finally, I say to you: I love you forever!
I always thought Miss Wang was a very gentle teacher, so I thought, this teacher is easy to deal with. After returning home, I didn't do my homework or recite the text. But it turns out that Miss Wang is a strict teacher.
One day in class, Mr. Wang asked me to recite the text. However, I can't recite it at all. More than 50 pairs of eyes in the class looked at me. I felt uncomfortable standing there, blushing as if I had been caught. Tears fell on my face. Teacher Wang also informed my parents. Only then did I realize the power of teachers. I thought to myself: I must work harder on reciting in the future, but I can't be sloppy anymore. You see, this is Mr. Wang's educational style. He is usually gentle, but he never hides any mistakes, which you will never forget!
Strict is strict, but Mr. Wang is also very knowledgeable. Once we had an idiom that we didn't understand. I asked Mr. Wang, who gave us a careful explanation and told us a vivid idiom story, which fascinated the students. Look how learned Mr. Wang in our class is!
This is our teacher Wang. I like her very much. What about you?
The teacher's sixth grade composition 7 says "the most impressive teacher", and that must be Mr. Sun. Miss Sun is our head teacher, and her classmates affectionately call her "the old class".
Mr. Sun is tall, with a few silver lines in his black hair and eyes full of wisdom and kindness. She often educates us with love. Her love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Her love is more severe than fatherly love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Her love is the greatest, the most selfless and the most sacred.
I still remember last year, Teacher Sun's mother was ill. She could have asked for leave to stay at home with her mother. But Mr. Sun chose to stay and continue to teach us. Run between school and home every day. Finally, Teacher Sun's mother passed away. She couldn't worry about us, and the next day she tried to hold back her grief and taught us a lesson. At that time, Mr. Sun put a lot of silver wire on his head.
Although we are only the rising sun, we should learn to release warmth and think and act with gratitude to our teachers. After all, the teacher has done too much for us. Madame Curie once said: "No matter how proud a person has achieved, he should drink water and think of his source.". It should be remembered that his teacher sowed the initial seeds for his growth. "
Flowers thank the sun, because the sun raised him to grow; The eagle thanks the blue sky, because the blue sky, because the blue sky lets it fly freely; I thank my teacher because she gave us too much ... and got too little. ...
I have an immortal candle in my heart, burning the fire of life forever. Always full of this vitality and vigor, is this candle very similar to the people around us? Drinking water does not forget the roots, and you should thank the hard-working teacher.
For six years, how much has the teacher cared about us, and what about us? But it often makes her angry. My heart is a little sad, but also a little sorry: as a student, I didn't study hard and did my duty well. I want to thank the teacher. You worked hard for us, hard. You took us into the ocean of knowledge and swam there, which made us understand the interest in the book. You prepare lessons carefully and enjoy the delicious lunch in the book with us. Is it you, you, you, or you? You care about us like a classmate. You burn yourself like a red candle, but you guide us to the ideal road. I can only describe you in two words-burn, burn.
Because of love, you deeply interpret life, because of persistence, you will smile and write down hope to erase utility, because of love, endure to see peaches and plums ripe, because of persistence, choose poetry and painting all over the world ...
The teacher's sixth grade composition 9 "The mountain is not high, and the fairy becomes the essence. The water is not deep, and the dragon has spirit. " It can be seen that no matter whether a genius or a fool, it is inseparable from the teacher's teaching.
By chance, I became a little teacher.
In summer, thousands of cicadas are singing in the trees in the hot sun. In the sun, I am teaching my friend to ride a bike.
First, I taught him how to start. I flew into the car and demonstrated it. He looked at it carefully and wanted to do it again, but the power of the car was too small. I thought there might be problems in the early stage of riding. He read my mind and let me see his faults. I watched carefully and never let go of any clues. Finally, I saw that when he started to tiptoe, the second tiptoe was too hard, so the first time he used it, he couldn't exert himself. I spoke out his question carefully. When I finished relaxing, I felt very hot, as if there was a warm current flowing in my blood. It turns out that I have forgotten the existence of the "sun" because I have taught too hard. Suddenly, I thought of my teachers. They work hard every day. This is the "bitter" taste in teaching.
After studying hard and practicing hard, he rode very well. I'm so happy that I'm crazy, and the sweat and rain on my body are thrown 108 thousand miles away. This is, I think of the results of our exams, and the smiling faces of the teachers are reflected in my heart.
By being a small teacher this time, I feel the pain and joy of the teacher. We must make "joy" more a reality in the future.
Teacher's Sixth Grade Composition 10 Everyone has a best teacher in his heart, and of course I have one. This teacher is my present class teacher, Mr. Shang.
In the sixth grade, I was a "naughty boy" and "naughty boy". I often talk to my classmates about things that have nothing to do with the class. After class, I often quarrel or even fight with my classmates because of trivial things. The teacher also criticized me many times and told me that "as long as you listen carefully in class and don't fight with your classmates after class, you will certainly become a success." But I think: Can a person who is criticized by the teacher every day become a talent? I don't believe it! But when Mr. Shang told me "I believe in the infinite possibilities of life and take the initiative to achieve success", I seriously thought about the future. For example, Beethoven was considered by his teacher as a child to have no musical talent; Einstein couldn't walk until he was 4 years old, and he couldn't read until he was 7 years old ... Since then, I have been strict with myself every day and made a little progress every day. Over time, I became a good student in the eyes of teachers, a good boy in the eyes of parents and a good partner in the eyes of classmates.
Teachers are like spring rain that moistens everything. After wetting everything, they disappear into the soil. The sixth grade is almost over, so it's time to say goodbye to the teacher. Today I study hard under the teacher's door, and tomorrow I will definitely raise my ideal sail.
Teacher's Sixth Grade Composition 1 1 As time goes by, my knowledge is constantly enriched, but I can't forget my first teacher.
Fish can't live without water, birds can't live without trees, and human progress can't live without teachers. My first teacher is Miss Zhu. She loves to wear a brown coat all the time and has a round face. Those eyes that let people know at a glance that she is knowledgeable reflect her talent.
Teacher Zhu! It is you who opened the hearts of our stubborn and ignorant children with the golden key in your hand; You made me realize the fun of learning; You let me know the unique charm of Chinese; You not only increased my knowledge, but also taught me my character and developed me in all aspects. Let me know how to be a man on the road of life, let me feel the love of loving mother and the affection of strict teacher.
Thank you! My first teacher-Zhu Qinghua! ! !
Teacher Zhu has a great influence on me … I feel very happy to meet such a good teacher.
She not only let us learn a lot of scientific and cultural knowledge, but also let us understand a lot of principles of being a man and learn a lot of excellent qualities from her.
Ah! My first teacher, the beginning of my cultural study, the starting point of my life. ...
Although what happened between me and her was not so touching, without her, there would be no me today.
Teacher, what a sacred profession! Because of it, we are happy today!
The teacher's sixth grade composition 12 Some people say that the teacher is the brightest big dipper in the sky, pointing out the direction for students; Some people say that a teacher is like a big tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain. Teacher's love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is deeper than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and broader than friendship. Teacher love is the greatest in the world!
I admire you, teacher. Looking at the neat and beautiful words you left on the blackboard, I can't measure how much sweat there is. I only know your selfless dedication to education. You are like a candle, illuminating the bumpy road of students' learning and giving us endless encouragement!
Teacher, you are a lamp, and I am a lost passerby. Just look at you and you will find your way home. You have dedicated your life to us, and you can't forget your voice, your smile and your kind eyes. Teacher, you always teach us to be brave in fighting against failure and not to be trapped by it. Yes, success and failure are the opposite. How can you taste the happiness of success without experiencing failure?
You are like a candle. Although it is thin, you give us all the light and heat. This selfless dedication is unforgettable.
Teacher, you left us the most beautiful smile, buried your sadness in your heart, and the light of wisdom from you lit up our way forward.
By going up one flight of stairs, look further. Isn't this the ladder of your dream? Teacher, I am deeply moved by your silent dedication.
The teacher's sixth grade composition 13 because the math teacher took it out on us, we took it out on Chinese class. The teacher asked us to recite the text in this class. Chinese classes are becoming more and more abundant now, and even a class is taken out to recite the text. Before checking the text, Mr. Fu said, "I'll tell the truth first. Students who can't recite it should stand behind as soon as possible. Don't let me shout. They can't recite it." At this time, heroes from all walks of life suddenly appeared in the classroom, and it seemed like a glorious position to walk to the back of the classroom, and most people left. Some students are obviously booing, but they are also striding towards that glorious position.
After class, many students began to spit on each other, which made us students who participated in long-distance running training very jealous.
Or a Chinese class. Those of us who ran the long-distance race were all sweaty and flushed, and the students who didn't run were in low spirits. Like the last class, the rich teacher in this Chinese class is outside the classroom. The difference is that this time he seems to have been sent to the eighteenth floor of hell, and no one cares. In order not to make our "discussion" go astray, Mr. Fu inspired and guided us, but no matter what Mr. Fu said, our minds were empty and there was no response. Teacher Fu seems to have been forgotten by us and has become a lifeless and lonely air that no one cares about.
Teacher's sixth grade composition 14 hello, teacher!
Although I am only a sixth-grade pupil, I also have my teachers-teachers in primary schools and kindergartens. I thank the kindergarten teacher, who gave me a lot of encouragement and praise. Let me sail on the road of knowledge. Her smile and affability are deeply imprinted in my heart. But I am very grateful to my current primary school teachers: math teacher+class teacher-Wen teacher and Chinese teacher-Wei teacher. As a close disciple of Teacher Wen, I feel very honored. I remember I was a talkative person in 1, grade 2 and grade 3. Teacher Wen often reminds me to pay attention to the lecture in class. But I always insisted on teaching and often deserted, until I was in the fourth grade. I am very grateful to my teacher for teaching me. I also thank Mr. Wei, who has been teaching us since the fourth grade. I remember that she often used the time in Chinese class for ideological education.
I remember her saying that only by studying hard can you succeed in your studies. She said, no matter how hard you study today, what kind of career and life you will have tomorrow. She also said that your efforts often = results; She also said ... every time her words always shake my heart, as if there was a feeling of being reborn. There is also the exchange of eyes with teacher Wei during the lecture, which can deeply feel her immersion and concentration in class. Listening to Mr. Wei's class sometimes seems like a pleasure. I also thank my Chinese teacher, Miss Ye, in grade 1-3. I also thank the teachers who have taught me. I wish you a happy Teacher's Day! I also wish all teachers in the world a happy Teacher's Day!
The teacher's sixth grade composition 15 On the road of our growth, the teacher's careful help and guidance have helped us a lot. Among them, xu teacher impressed me the most. She is neither tall nor short, with short hair and a pair of glasses. She looks very knowledgeable. Although she is sometimes strict with us, she usually cares about us like a loving mother.
I remember that once, our school was going to the seaside to hold a launching ceremony for me and my civilized colleagues to meet the "three innovations". We came to the seaside, and xu teacher said to us with a serious face; "Today's words and deeds must be on TV, but you must stand up!" The burning sun shone on us, and we were sweating and motionless for fear that the teacher would criticize me. Finally, the long ceremony has passed, and you can finally breathe a sigh of relief! After a while, the teacher took us to the new village to pick up garbage. Tired and thirsty, I said, "Alas!" I drank all the water I brought. It would be great to have a delicious cold drink, but that's wishful thinking. "Hearing this, the xu teacher quickly stood up and said," classmates, I'll go first and be right back. "The students looked at each other, wondering what the teacher had done, while the students were wondering. Xu teacher was carrying a bag of things across the road. She picked up her bag and said, "Quick! There are cold drinks in this bag, one for each person. As soon as the teacher spoke, the students came forward to get a cold drink, and I also got one. Then I thought, "The teacher is not as fierce and terrible as we thought. In fact, teachers love and care for us just like our mothers.
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