Everyone is born a lonely individual, and every encounter is a miracle. Walking in the fragrant alley, my steps are getting slower and slower, and familiar outlines are constantly emerging in my mind. ...

Perhaps the closure of spring silkworm is the birth of new pupa, the red landing is the fragrance of the earth, and the appearance of whale landing is the birth of Wang Yang. Chalk notes, three feet of green platform, no regrets for several years, full of peaches and plums as the original intention. Cicada is unclear in summer, rainy in spring and autumn, lush years, flowers that teachers love, and blooming in early spring.

When I first met Teacher Zhang, she took care of her potted plants with a smile on her face. Later, I gradually found out that she loves flowers very much, and there will be one or two pots of exquisite and beautiful flowers in her class from time to time. After her careful care, every new flower has been reborn. ...

Teacher Zhang is my first Chinese teacher in junior high school. She seems to know everything. She may not watch it on weekdays, but at this moment, she shines on the podium without reservation. Looking at her on the podium, I can't help thinking: Maybe Miss Zhang wandered in the Wang Yang sea of literature when she was a child. When she stood on the three-foot platform, countless stories had already been loaded in her heart: the bright moon in Li Taibai, the red cliff in Su Dongpo, the dream of the peony pavilion, the oath of the eternal life hall, the Grand View Garden in the Red Chamber and the Water Margin; The battle song of the city of Illion, the anger of Achilles; A midsummer night's dream, love under feud; Mazardo town, a hundred years of loneliness. ...

Teacher Zhang is very concerned about us. Whenever a classmate doesn't behave well, she always says in a tone of hating iron and not turning into steel: "What can you do if you don't study now?" Can you think about your future, even if it's not for yourself, but for your parents and future generations? Come to school to study ... "She is always like this, worrying about the study of each of our classmates. Teacher Zhang will also say something to me, such as: You should take the initiative to answer questions, otherwise opportunities will always slip from your hands to others …

Every classroom has a blackboard. The teacher wrote a lot of words on the blackboard, and there is a magical power between words. ...

The sunshine is still clean, and the Milky Way is still brilliant. The world is still moving forward slowly in the long-term affection. Time flies like this, and I can witness the eternity and reluctance in the long years of the world.

For China people, I have some infatuation and some care. I want to say: "No matter the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and plums are ripe." It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people. The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile. "Tenderness is like water, courtesy is like a dream, and you and I wake up like old friends.

Thoughts drifted back to the alley, and the fragrance of flowers had spread to the distance with the lights. ...

2. Thanksgiving composition 1000 words.

The word "teacher" is so beautiful and selfless in the hearts of China people. When the young eagle is still hungry in its nest and looking at the blue sky and white clouds, it has a dream, that is, flapping its wings, fighting with the blue sky and dancing with the white clouds. But how can it really fly high without the mother eagle's teaching? Just like if we don't have teachers, how can we succeed?

Teacher Shen, the head teacher, do you know? When you drag your tired body into the classroom countless times; When you shout out two words full of energy and hope again and again-in class; When you were absorbed in telling us that strange equation. They all infect us and immerse us in learning and exploring the unknown. In order to let us firmly remember the knowledge points, you always take pains to tell us the same equation, describe the phenomenon of chemical reactions with various onomatopoeia words, and ask us to read textbooks intensively over and over again. Even if you are sick, hoarse and painful, you will never slack off.

Gentle teacher Shen, you always look at me with eager eyes again and again, telling me that I must study hard and get into a good university in the future. You always tell us many beautiful places of interest when we are absent-minded, which arouses our infinite yearning. Let us overcome our drowsiness again and again, cheer up and work hard for a better future. Teacher, you are three warm winters in the world. Your gentle light shines on every student in Class 8, so profound and unforgettable. In our hearts, you are incomparably beautiful and gentle.

Lively teacher Shen, in your only rest time, you always recite a lot of poems to cultivate your sentiment. You like dancing so much that your dancing is as beautiful, generous and gentle as yours. I still remember the party that night. When I saw your smile and energetic dance steps, I was deeply infected. I thought I would be as lively and smiling as you. You are not only a disseminator of knowledge, but also a receiver of life. You are not only my happy sharer, but also my distressed listener.

After more than ten years of cold window, I am honored to meet such a warm teacher as Yang, which makes me a little more happy and happy memories on the difficult and bumpy road to study.

The paving stones are as old as the green hills. May the teacher remain young forever, and the years will be like songs. Ten years goes by, beautiful teacher Shen. Finally, I want to say thank you!

3. Thanksgiving composition 1000 words.

Every sunny afternoon, I see those junior high school students who are still working hard for the physical education senior high school entrance examination, and think about how they moved from zero to full marks step by step under the leadership of your.

Half a year ago, I returned to my alma mater and found that there was no sound of your shouting on the playground, no handsome figure on the football field and no echo of your whistle in the gym. I have looked everywhere you have been, but I still haven't seen you. I squatted in the corner and cried. Suddenly a familiar voice came through my ears. "What's the matter with you?" I looked up and saw your smiling mouth. I wanted to rush over and hug you like this, but you replied faintly: "You should learn to be strong in the future!" " "

I clearly remember knowing you for two years and vaguely remember seeing you for the first time. You taught us the first lesson. We are all surprised that you are the legendary teacher who taught the first and second place. Your appearance makes us suspect: you are small and thin, short and have long hair. You look a few years older than us. Like our sister, you smile as cute as a cat.

"You can kindly call me sonic elder sister, to run four laps. This is the beginning of your training, and there is no reason not to run here. " Your words shocked us, and we began to realize your domineering side leakage. I want to be lazy, but I have to resign myself to running. "I have run half a lap, and there are three and a half laps. Come on. " I counted the laps to cheer myself up. There are two laps left in the hot summer, which makes me very painful. There are two laps left in the hot summer, which makes me very painful. There are two laps left in the hot summer, which makes me very painful. I began to feel uncomfortable and couldn't breathe on my own. I feel good and miserable. Very painful. But I'm not convinced. I don't want to give up. I'm still sticking to it. I couldn't believe it then. Perhaps because of asthma, I have been afraid to try more difficult sports.

"If you click on the name below, you will be trained at six o'clock every morning. Don't be late. " Sister Bo said seriously, I said to myself, it's not me, it's not me, and my heart beats faster for no reason. Who knows, the first one is my name. I was scared like a bolt from the blue and collapsed to the ground. From that day on, I have to get up early every day. We have to train before dawn and have an exam. A month, two months later, I came last. You have been encouraging me, teaching me to practice physical fitness, making me relaxed and not impatient, but I still feel helpless and tired. Whenever others have a rest, you can teach me a few tricks, correct my running posture and dance with me. You won't give me up because of my stupidity, and you won't ignore me because I haven't made progress. You still enthusiastically guide my every move. You told me that PE is not like Chinese and math. As long as I am willing to persist and I am willing to pay, I will gain something. I didn't understand it at that time, until a few months later, I got 25 points in my first monthly exam. This twenty-five is really small, but it means a lot to me. Since then, I have doubled my confidence, redoubled my efforts, and came to run first every day. Slowly, slowly, my grades improved. I also have different ideas about sports, and I like running. Finally, I will express your teaching to me with full marks in the joint physical education examination.

After graduation, I have been thinking about you, and everything you said to me is spinning in my mind. I always wanted to go back and see you until I went back six months ago. I looked for you in the gym, but I couldn't find you anymore.

No matter how big the sky is, there will be a day to meet. The love between teachers and students in this life was agreed by us in our last life. Sports bring us closer. You are our brain, and we are your right-hand man. You are our teacher and our relative. You treat us like brothers. You are happy with us, sad with us, and in trouble with us.

Teacher, you have worked hard! Even after 20 years, I will still go to the gym to find you!

4. Thanksgiving composition 1000 words.

The country needs development, the society needs progress, and education is a century-long plan. As an educator, whether dealing with details or grasping the overall situation, we should face it with a broad mind, that is, teachers should have a broad mind.

Any teacher in the front line of education and teaching will always encounter the problem of consulting others and dealing with students' accidents. In education and teaching, I think colleagues should learn from each other, communicate with each other, learn from each other's strengths, instead of attacking and slandering each other, and have broad tolerance. As far as students are concerned, teachers should understand and be considerate of students with a broad mind. Hugo said: "What is broader than the ocean is the sky, and what is broader than the sky is the human mind." Our teacher should care for every student with a broader mind than the blue sky, forgive students' mistakes, tolerate students' ignorance and strive to provide brilliant sunshine for the educated. This should be the common aspiration of all educators.

Now our students, especially primary school students, are naive, charming and willful. Parents at home say no, and school teachers don't say a word to them. Parents ran to the teacher and said that our children didn't listen to us at all and were stubborn. Ask the teacher to be strict with them, but as teachers, they can do nothing for some students. For example, two things happened to me recently:

First, during the break, Zhang angrily ran to my office and said, "Teacher, Chen Quanjun hit me." I thought, how can such excellent students fight with each other? So, I went to the classroom and shouted, "Chen Quanjun, come here." It can be seen from his expression that he knew that the teacher was looking for him because he had just hit his classmate. "Do you know what you just did?" He bowed his head and said nothing, with tears in his eyes and squinted at me. I asked him three times and there was no response. I didn't scold him angrily, but let him go back to his seat. I went to see Zhang's classmate and asked if it still hurts. He said no, and I said, then will you tolerate him? He nodded. After two classes, I called Chen Quanjun to my side. On the one hand, I asked him to put away all his homework and hand it in (because he is the representative of math class). On the other hand, I calmly communicated with him what happened before two classes, because things had cooled down for some time and his mood was much better. Besides, he is not in front of his classmates. He admitted his mistake and said, "I shouldn't hit my classmates for no reason. I will apologize to him." "Well, you are good. In the future, we should serve our classmates more and truly be a good classmate that teachers like and classmates admire. "

Second, I sent the wrong problem books in the approved homework to the students for correction. One of my clever classmates came to read me the corrected exercise book. When I found something wrong, I explained it to her. She said, "That's what I just did. Your teacher approved it wrong. " I said, "You didn't answer that just now." "I am the answer." She is a little unhappy and looks rather ugly. At this time, I didn't argue with her, so I said, "Okay, okay, it's wrong for the teacher to approve your homework. Will you please forgive me? " She left in a rage. Before school, she came to my office and I said, "Zhang Qiao, are you still angry with the teacher?" She smiled.

As a teacher, we should stick to the principles we should adhere to, regardless of what we should do. We should be willing to put down our airs, because teachers are engineers of the human soul, and we should have magnanimous tolerance and persistent spirit, and love students wholeheartedly, so as to embody the personality charm of people's teachers and fulfill the responsibility of teaching and educating people.

5. Thanksgiving composition 1000 words.

Every Teacher's Day reminds me of the bright classroom, neat desks, the blackboard eraser and chalk dancing together, and the kind face of the teacher. My heart is constantly surging silently-how are you, teacher?

My first teacher is a female teacher, Wang Meilan, about forty years old. The appearance is very serious and the teaching is very strict. At that time, the resettlement was divided according to the residential plots. My class is an organ film and also a class for cadres' children. Teacher Wang is assigned to take charge of this class for this school. Later, I learned that it was because some teachers thought this course was not easy to take, and the school asked Mr. Wang, who had rich teaching experience, to take it.

Although, on the surface, Miss Wang looks very serious, in fact, she is very gentle and amiable at heart. What impressed me most was the concern for sick students. One winter, a student may have caught a cold. There was no heating in the classroom at that time, and it was still a coal-burning stove. In the middle of class, Mr. Wang specially adjusted his seat and transferred him to a seat near the stove. At that time, there was a feeling that the teacher was like a mother.

Under the leadership of Mr. Wang, our class has been commended many times. Only in the voice of not allowing specialization, the so-called cadre children's class was scattered to the third grade in the school. After the placement, Mr. Wang stopped taking us and took the first grade.

A few years ago, I saw my old classmate Zhang Tao and asked about Mr. Wang, only to know that he had died of illness for several years and was sad for a long time ...

Since the third grade, a male teacher named Li Wang has changed. He is young and sunny. Perhaps because he just graduated from school, his classmates soon fell in love with this teacher Li.

Li Laoshi teaches Chinese, and he likes literature very much. During his teaching, he taught us a lot of literature knowledge, and the class often held composition garden competitions. Our class often takes the first place in Chinese exams. At that time, various competitions were often held in schools. Miss Li has always liked to let me take part in the essay contest. Slowly, I fell in love with writing. Every composition and every speech I participated in was carefully annotated word by word, giving comments and guidance.

Two years later, Mr. Li got married in his hometown in Hebei. After a while, I heard that Mr. Li was transferred back to Hebei Xianghe Middle School.

Since then, there has been no news of Miss Li. How are you, teacher? Thank you, I bless and pray with a grateful heart, and wish the teacher always healthy!