In study, work or life, everyone is familiar with composition. Through composition, we can gather scattered thoughts together. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is a thank-you letter collected by Bian Xiao. Welcome to share.

Thanks for the teacher's composition +0

Teachers are like hardworking gardeners, caring for the flowers of the motherland; Teachers give us warm sunshine like the warm sun; Teachers, like spring in summer, give us fresh water. Teacher, in class, we don't pay attention or listen. You always make a hullabaloo about, and we are scared, but we dare not say it, because it is our fault. We are under the podium, some people are angry and some people are afraid; Some people are still talking about small things. Teacher, what did you get through your efforts? Our good grades, our good titles? We yearn for these things as much as you do, but because of your teacher's discipline, we have achieved good results, and our results are not good. Some people will regret your hopes and efforts, but others will disagree.

Every competition and so on, everyone practiced during class time. We didn't practice much, but we won the first place. This has something to do with your bitter education. It is precisely because the strict discipline of teachers can shock people's hearts and make us admire you that we serve you. Teacher, why do you punish us again and again? For our future success? So that we can respect you in the future. Yes, we can make great achievements in the future because of your teacher's education. Win honor for you?

This is necessary, even if it can't win you honor, it can't bring you shame. Teacher, class is over. The students had a good time. What about you? Sitting in the office correcting homework, we have a rest, and you are still staying up late. We still miss you when you are on a business trip. It is because of your strictness that we miss you. Teacher, we thank you for your strict discipline and kind eyes. It is your sincere teaching that has turned into wisdom in my mind, blood in my chest and code of conduct. I thank you for your careful cultivation of me.

Birds face the wind and rain and hide in their nests; Wind and rain hit my heart, always in my arms-my teacher, you are my umbrella and windbreak, how can we not see you! Without your generous dedication, we would not be here today. Thank you very much, dear teacher! Thank you for your education, thank you teacher!

Thanks to the teacher's composition 2

Time flies. Sun has been in the third grade of Sanxin Primary School for almost a year. During this period, I have been concerned by many teachers and made great progress. My original worries have vanished.

I still remember that when children first entered school, they were not familiar with anything. It was the help of teachers and classmates that made her adapt to the new environment quickly. "For new students, love her and don't bully her." Students often say this sentence in front of her, which makes her feel everyone's concern and acceptance.

Chinese teacher Zhu Pinghai is a person who gives children confidence. She was always unhappy when she first entered school. Until one day after school, she excitedly announced: "Today, the teacher said that I am the king of writing in my class." I asked, "What does King Wen mean?" She said, "My handwriting is the best." I said, "Then keep working hard!" It was Teacher Zhu who found the child's bright spot. A word of encouragement moistened the child's heart like spring rain and filled her with confidence.

In mathematics, children used to be careless, and some knowledge points were not firmly grasped. Under the careful and patient guidance of Gao Ying, the child has been making continuous progress. The teacher will always explain to her what can't be done until she fully understands. At the same time, Mr. Gao, as the head teacher, treats the children as friends and mingles with them. Children have no scruples about Miss Gao. They always say whatever they want and dare to express their opinions.

English is a new subject that I started to learn in the third grade. Children also like it very much, especially in class, students can perform the contents of the textbook, which is both interesting and vivid. With the increase of knowledge, it will be more difficult and children will sometimes be careless. Teacher Yang's strict requirements help children develop good study habits.

Teachers not only impart knowledge and answer questions in class, but also take care of children in life. Every day after school, I can always see that teachers will give their children to their parents. For backward students, take the initiative to communicate with parents to find out the reasons for their children; Students who need to cross the road to go home alone will be safely sent across the road in person.

Here, I once again sincerely thank the leaders and teachers of the Third Center School for their concern for the children. I am extremely proud that the children can study in the Third Center. Thank you, you have worked hard!

I wish the Third Central Primary School a better tomorrow!

Thank the teacher for the third composition

Although I have transferred to another school, I still deeply miss my former teacher, Miss Huang. Miss Huang is thirty-eight years old this year. There is always a gentle smile on the round face, and big eyes seem to see through people's hearts. She teaches well and is a person who cares about her classmates. Mr. Huang left a deep impression on me, that is, he taught well and cared about his classmates.

I remember once in class, Mr. Huang spoke vividly, and the students listened with relish, while I was painting alone. I drew a round moon, a spaceship and a pilot-me. Just as I was painting hard, a hand covered with chalk dust knocked on my desk. I looked up and it turned out to be Miss Huang. My heart suddenly thumped like a rabbit. After class, Miss Huang came to my desk. I thought I would be criticized. I didn't expect Mr. Huang to appreciate my painting. Teacher Huang said, "It's a good painting. When you grow up to be an astronaut? " "hmm" "but have you ever thought that flying a spaceship requires a lot of knowledge!" After listening to the teacher's words, my face burned and I bowed my head in shame. "Teacher, I was wrong."

Miss Huang is not only strict with us in school habits, but also very concerned about us in life.

It was in grade one, and my home was far from school. My father picks me up every day. One afternoon, my father didn't come to pick me up from school for a long time. I was sitting alone in the classroom. At that time, Miss Huang passed by the classroom door and found me. He asked, "Why didn't your father come to pick you up?" After that, the teacher picked up my schoolbag and sent me home. I was shivering with cold on the road. When Miss Huang found out, she took off her clothes and put them on for me. Suddenly, a warm current flowed all over the body, and a familiar figure appeared in the night. Dad was delayed by business. Dad said, "Thank you, Miss Huang." The teacher said nothing. I watched the teacher walk back until he disappeared into the night.

Now, although I left Miss Huang, her kind and remorseful image will remain in my memory forever.

Thank you, Miss Huang, for inspiring me to keep moving forward.

Thank the teacher for the fourth composition

Teacher's Day is coming. I want to say hello to my math teacher, Miss Zhou.

Miss Zhou is a teacher with rich teaching experience. When she teaches us, she always smiles, and her bright eyes always show loving light behind the camera. Teacher Zhou's class is wonderful, and we all like her class. Her vivid speeches always inspire us to think and explore independently and encourage us to show our speeches bravely.

When she gave us a class for the first time, many students were not very talkative. Under the constant encouragement of Mr. Zhou, the students actively participated in group cooperation, scrambling to perform on stage, and got a good exercise in all aspects. We also like the teacher's class last week more and more.

Teacher Zhou's educational method is very special. The classroom goal she set for herself is to attract students' attention, make everyone intoxicated in math class and let students stop teaching after class. This is the highest level of teacher Zhou's class-begging procrastination. Now, in her math class, none of the students are fiddling in the drawer. Everyone is sitting neatly and listening carefully. Wherever she went, our eyes "focused" on her, and our eyes followed her like a spotlight, without even noticing the class was over.

Teacher Zhou is very strict with every student. No matter who it is, as long as it is her homework, even if it is just a small mistake, she will let this classmate correct it until it is correct. If we have problems that we can't do, she will patiently explain them to us one by one. Some students didn't finish their homework or didn't listen carefully in class. Teacher Zhou always looks for that classmate alone and patiently enlightens him or her. At first, everyone didn't understand her practice and even complained. But a few weeks later, we got on the right track faster than other classes, and we understood that Mr. Zhou strictly asked us to do every detail. Therefore, the students respect Mr. Zhou more and more. She is a very responsible teacher.

This Teacher's Day, Miss Zhou, who is also a good teacher, won the "Special Contribution Award". I want to applaud my math teacher, Miss Zhou!

Thank the teacher for the fifth composition

There are always many people who have helped us in life. Every time someone helps us, we will never forget to say "thank you". Perhaps their help is small, but their influence is great. We should learn to thank them.

The person I want to thank is my teacher. Why? Because they taught us knowledge and the truth of being a man.

I remember when I first stepped into the school gate, the teacher's smile touched me. From that day on, I studied hard with my teacher every day. Slowly, I understand what is right and what is wrong, as well as beauty, ugliness, goodness and evil, and how to judge right and wrong.

Once in math class, I was stumped by an Olympic math problem. When I was in doubt, the math teacher gave me a gentle and kind look. I vaguely read the teacher's encouragement from her eyes, and suddenly a calculation formula flashed through my mind. I solved the problem at once. How inspiring the teacher's kind eyes are!

I will never forget what my teacher taught me. Although there are bitter tears and severe criticism from the teacher, I still want to thank the teacher. Your appearance made me understand the truth that "if you fall, you must bravely get up". Ah! Teacher! Your teachings are like dew in spring, feeding us; Like bright sunshine, shining on us; Like a heater in winter, it warms us. If it weren't for you, how could we change from ignorant children to sensible teenagers? If it weren't for you, how would we know that "people should learn to be grateful"? You have taught us a lot of knowledge, and you often say to us, "There is no end to learning, and there is no end to learning." How much effort and energy you have devoted to us over the years! Every time I see a trace of white hair and a wrinkle in your eyes, tears are spinning in my eyes. You are a diligent gardener, cultivating the flowers of the motherland; Your silent dedication has led us through one semester after another. Ah, teacher, you are so great!

The ancients often said: "The silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and the candles will drain the wick every night." Isn't this the poem about our great teacher?

Thank you, teacher. Thank you for your teaching. We will keep it in mind. Teacher, I love you!

Thank the teacher for the sixth composition

The teacher is a diligent gardener, carefully cultivating young flower seedlings; Teachers are hardworking bees, brewing delicious honey; Teachers are the bright lights at night, illuminating the direction of students' progress.

Your eyes are my eternal concern. Even if I walk through thousands of waters in Qian Shan, I can't walk out of your kind eyes. Your call is my eternal warmth. No matter the rain or shine, you always light the lamp in my heart. Your back is my eternal attachment, and your strength draws us forward bravely.

The teacher is a diligent gardener, carefully cultivating young flower seedlings; Teachers are hardworking bees, brewing delicious honey; Teachers are the bright lights at night, illuminating the direction of students' progress.

The value of fireflies lies in illuminating others with lights hanging at the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others.

Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher. You are a great gardener. Look at all the blooming flowers, which one is without your hard work and which one is without your smile!

People compare teachers to "spring rain" and students to "spring seedlings", which are watered by blood medicine spring rain. Our teachers, like continuous spring rain, moisten students' hearts with love, open students' hearts with rich knowledge, subtly cultivate students' morality with excellent personality and cultivate students' hearts with selfless dedication.

She speaks very well in class. Each class has its own courseware, which is very good and detailed. For ancient poetry, classical Chinese. She always makes the background of the courseware into corresponding scenery, so that we can better understand it. Homework correction is also very serious. She often gives us copying assignments. Every time she corrects it, whether it's the mistake of strokes or the tone of pinyin, she can always find out the mistake and let us correct it.

There are too many words to thank the teacher for writing, but it should be the happiest for the teacher to express our gratitude to the teacher with our practical actions.

Teacher, you are like a street lamp, shining on us. Teacher, you are like a boatman, pulling us across the rapids. You warm every classmate's heart with fire-like emotion, countless hearts are stirred by you, and even your back is condensed with fiery eyes. You are not an actor, but you attract our hungry eyes; You are not a singer, but let the clear spring of knowledge tinkle and sing charming songs; You are not a sculptor, but you are shaping the souls of young people. How can I forget you? Finally, I said, "Thank you, my teacher."

Thank the teacher for the seventh composition.

You are a diligent gardener, let us grow up under your care, from an ignorant child to a junior high school student. I don't know how much sweat and tears you have paid, but you have never complained and are bent on improving your child's grades. No matter how hard and tired you are, sometimes you are unwilling to leave us when you are sick. Teachers' work is sacred, guarding us like angels.

Standing on the three-foot platform, the floating chalk dust witnessed your hard work. You have taught children a lot of knowledge and taught them to be human. Let them know that life is like a marathon, not by how fast you run, but by whether you can persist. Success belongs to the persevering. Now children have learned and understood the value of time. You want to be a bright light, always illuminating us, so that we will not lose the direction of life.

Teacher, you have worked hard. The middle school entrance examination is coming, and the children will give you a satisfactory answer sheet.

Thank you for always tolerating your child's mistakes and patiently teaching him. You said you were like our mother. We are a family. Although you sometimes take up our activity class to talk about math problems at will, at first the children are very opposed to you because you take up the class at will without our consent. After a long time, we understand your good intentions, and we gradually understand it.

Thank you teacher! Although you are just an ordinary intern teacher, you have taught your children how to learn independently, from which you can realize the real meaning. When children are at a loss, you help them get rid of their troubles. When children want to give up, you always encourage them, let us summon up courage and learn bit by bit.

Thank you, teacher. Children will never forget your teaching and help. You have paid too much for your child, and the child will repay you with a grateful heart. Teacher, you have worked hard!

Grade 3 of Datuan Shaw School: Zhao Mingming

Thank the teacher for the eighth composition

If teachers are like mothers, then everyone is a young tree that they carefully care for; If the teacher is a warm-hearted animal breeder, then everyone is a little pet they care for with their heart; If the teacher is a careful artist, then everyone is a beautiful picture in the teacher's book. Oh, the teacher is a bright light on everyone's life path, guiding everyone to grow up day by day. What if? ] A teacher is like a bird without wings, which immediately falls from the sky. What if? If you have a teacher, you will think that flowers will wither gradually without water. Just like people in the desert die slowly without water. Therefore, everyone must be grateful to the teacher! Because teachers, like our friends, share joys and sorrows with us; Oh, teacher, like everyone's mother, cares for everyone culturally and educates everyone. In everyone's heart, there will be many unforgettable teachers "Ding Lingling" accompanied by the ringing of mobile phones and the noise of students in the class. In class, there will be a lot of discussion in the class. The Chinese teacher will give you specific instructions on writing a composition on the podium. The teacher will tell you what the six elements of narrative writing are, and let each of our working groups write a good primary school composition topic and make up a famous sentence by themselves. Or write a wonderful beginning, everyone's Chinese teacher explained everything in detail, and no one whispered under the podium. Oh, all the students are very attentive in class, so all the students' writing ability is constantly improving.

I clearly remember that everyone's Chinese teacher will tell you a few things in the daily teaching situation, and will tell you many great things every time, which will benefit everyone and make them understand a lot. Oh, your teacher Yang taught you how to study, how to be a man and how to be grateful.

Time flies, and 12 spring and autumn have passed. It has gone through my colorful childhood, and brought Qian Qian's unforgettable old events and people, but it has never been able to impress Teacher Yang, who taught me professional knowledge. Because of him, everyone's schoolwork will be created; Because of him, everyone's creation will become stronger and stronger; Because of him, everyone will slowly step into the road to success. I will always thank you, Miss Yang!

Thank the teacher for the ninth composition

Hello, teacher, you are always so tall in front of me, and your knowledge and character will always be a beacon in my heart. Because of you, the world will be so beautiful, because of you, my life will be so colorful!

Your caring eyes give me endless confidence and courage! Your words of concern fill my heart with joy; Your behavior inspires me to work hard, struggle and make progress.

We like you, dear teacher! Your love is as deep as the blue sky; Your knowledge is as deep as the sea; You still have a heart connected with us. You are like a hardworking gardener, and we are like the young trees you cultivate. We are willing to resist the cold in winter for you, and make you warm in bloom in spring, cool in summer and fruitful in autumn! Hair turns white and peaches and plums are everywhere. Dear teacher, it's hard to say goodbye to you!

Dear teacher, your class is so wonderful that every chapter seems to open a window in front of me and show me a colorful new world. Teachers are like gardeners because they are trying to cultivate the pillars of our future motherland; It is said that teachers are like bees, working tirelessly every day. In our long life, teachers are like crutches. Since kindergarten, we have been cared for by teachers! Teachers are like stairs, lifting us up. On the road of our growth, we can't lack the efforts brought by our teachers. You care about us all the time and give us light and heat. When we are in trouble, the teacher will help us; When we encounter setbacks, teachers will come to comfort and encourage us; When we succeed, the teacher will be there to cheer and bless us. I love you, my dear teacher! I wish you good health, smooth work, happy life and eternal youth!

The new semester began, and the teachers ushered in the twenty-fifth Teachers' Day. At this moment, what I want to say to you most is: "Thank you-my teacher."

Thanks for the teacher's composition 10

That very inconspicuous corner, the guitar that had fallen into the dust, I suddenly turned my head that day and inadvertently saw it. The guitar that I left out for a long time still remembers the teacher's saying, "Your guitar is your confidant. If you have something to say about it, if you don't cherish this friend, you will lose it. " At the beginning of the sixth grade, I didn't touch it, I noticed it occasionally, but I forgot it at once. Such things happen again and again, even I feel unreasonable! In the morning, I got out of bed in a daze. I wanted to go to the toilet, but I staggered into the study. I tried to hold the swivel chair steady, but as soon as it turned, I almost fell to the ground. I suddenly woke up, ready to look at the windowsill. The moment I turned my head, the guitar stopped me. I subconsciously walked up to it and picked it up. I can't help feeling a great sense of shame. I took it to bed.

This is after I came to Xi 'an, I bought another guitar instead of my hometown. I remember that when I held this guitar in my arms, it was like a treasure, and I had an indescribable feeling in my heart. When I am depressed, I play this guitar. When I am bored, I always pick it up to play and tell him quietly.

After cleaning, I adjusted my string and looked up at the sky. The haze is very heavy, which is different from the self-blame in my heart. I gently plucked the strings, really want to vent all the pressure since the sixth grade and talk to it. It doesn't refute, but just listens.

The soft sound of the guitar echoed in my room, but its sound not only filled the room, but also filled my heart, like a bright ray of sunshine, passing through the smog and sprinkling it on my heart until the smog dispersed. My mood has become much more comfortable, but the haze in the sky has not dispersed, but it will definitely not affect my good mood. Seeing that the alarm clock is 8 o'clock, it's really time to get up.

I remembered what the teacher said to me and thanked the teacher for reminding me. I think I should cheer up and stick to my dream. I left it out. Today, I want to bounce it back and communicate with it with my heart.