Never stingy with praise, careful teaching, humor and wit, has also been recognized by everyone, and they all learn well. I am glad that all the teachers I met in high school for three years are serious and responsible. They taught me "why study". Otherwise, I might have found a job like some other students, got married and had children, and been stuck in a small town forever like my parents. In the teachers, you can really feel that they sincerely hope that you can enter the university and change your destiny.

In the third year of high school, the teacher accompanied us in our struggle. Get up earlier than us every morning and go to bed later than us. At that time, the teachers ran to the door of the classroom after class, waiting for us to answer his questions, for fear that we would have no problems for too long. At that time, although our students hated coming to check every class and standing at the window to supervise us, it was also a kind of happiness and a kind of teacher-student friendship.

It can be said that in the most difficult days of senior three, it was the teachers who took pains to accompany us and encourage us. Every time after the exam, they try their best to make us adjust our mentality, so that those who did well in the exam can continue to cheer, and those who did badly in the exam should not be discouraged. The feelings between teachers and students are also reflected in chatting with a few people whenever they have time, fearing that they will be too depressed in senior three and try their best to enlighten us. I remember one night 10: 30, and I left very late. At that time, the head teacher was still sitting on the podium, with his arms on the table and his hair on his hands. At that moment, my heart trembled slightly.

Probably he is also under great pressure, probably because the teacher cares about our students. I still remember that once I caught a cold and went to the office to find a teacher. It happened that the teacher also caught a cold. The teacher gave me his cold medicine without saying anything, so that I could get better and study hard. At that time, senior three students were nervous about their studies, and the teacher thought our time was precious. The trash can that should have been washed by us was too big, so the teacher took it to wash it and wouldn't let us do it. No matter what kind of friendship, you can see it in the most difficult and unforgettable days, and so should the relationship between teachers and students. In my most depressed senior three, the concern and companionship of teachers is my most unforgettable teacher-student relationship.