Teacher, I have been studying for five years since I entered school. Every ups and downs and every success in these five years are accompanied by your careful teaching and cultivation. You have been our head teacher since the first grade, and you have taken good care of us. At that time, although we only knew each other for more than a month, our little faces have filled your heart. In class, you teach us pinyin bit by bit. After class, you often take us to play various interesting games on the playground, such as catching chickens with eagles and jumping rubber bands. Like big sister, our memories of senior one are all spent under your "wings".

In the second grade, you began to ask us to write beautifully. You often tell us that it doesn't matter if you can't write well, and the teacher will teach you to write bit by bit. You often hold our hands and lead us to write one by one. Our memories of the second year were spent at your hands.

In the third grade, you asked us not only to write beautifully, but also to write quickly. You are very strict with us. If you don't accept the writing quickly, you can't tear it up. The laughter of the past disappeared, replaced by a pair of strict eyes, so our memories of the third day were spent under your eyes. 、

In the fourth grade, you were stricter with us. Every day except reciting, you write and write, and happiness has quietly left us. The workload has also increased significantly. Fan Zhongyan, a university expert, once said: "Reading is like eating sugar cane. The more you eat, the sweeter you get." But is our study like eating sugar cane now? I feel like taking Chinese medicine.

Teacher, you can help us correct our homework until late at night. Freshmen and sophomores can lose us so well. Can't you do it now? I hope you can be kind to us in grade five and not be so strict, ok? Can we fall into the honey pot again? Can't you love us a little and criticize us a little less?

Anyway, I want to thank you for turning us from an ignorant child into a primary school student with a poem book in his stomach. I sincerely say "thank you, teacher!" "

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Teacher, when we were in class, you taught us a wealth of knowledge; Teacher, you play with us when we are finished; Teacher, when we are sick, you give us blessings and comfort us to rest in peace. Your love for us infiltrates us and grows with us.

I want to say to you loudly, "We will remember everything you have done for us."

I still remember that time, I was so ill that I had difficulty walking and couldn't even eat. After a few days, my face is haggard and my body is thin. I thought I would fall behind in the new semester, and my heart was very dull. At this moment, you appeared, just like a beam of sunshine shining in my heart. You insist on tutoring me every night. You use your frozen red hands to point out the maze in the textbook; You tell me with that cracked mouth. Every time I see your tired figure, my heart is very touched; Every time I think of what you have done for me, I can't help crying; Every time I look at the back of your departure, there is a ripple in my heart

You not only care about us at school, but also volunteer in the nursing home on rest days. Treat those old people like parents. It's very kind of you to feed them and wipe their bodies.

Teacher, I want to say to you sincerely: "thank you!" " You are a diligent gardener, nurturing our growth; You are a hardworking bee, growing with us; You are a great mother, raising us to grow up. You remind me of a poem: in spring, silkworms will weave until they die, and every night, candles will cry and dry the wick. As the poem says, you give everything for us without asking for anything in return.

Teacher, I want to say to you: "You are the most respectable person in my life."

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Teacher, you have spared no effort to impart your knowledge to us, which has enabled us to enter an endless ocean of knowledge. We are all very grateful to you. At the same time, we have a lot to say and give you some suggestions. ...

Teacher, I find that you care more about your students than your own children. I remember once, there were two boys in a class. One boy pushed another boy to the corner of the table because he used too much force, and a nail was inserted into the back of the boy's head mercilessly, and the boy suddenly bled. Without saying anything, you quickly took Nanhai and his class teacher to the medical station by motorcycle. Afterwards, you went to his house many times to express your condolences ... Besides, many students in our class are not interested in learning and often make trouble in class. You always take pains to do their ideological work. Nevertheless, people who want to learn are still affected. So, you run a cram school in another classroom and sacrifice your rest time to make up lessons for us ... (m.taiks.com)

Teacher, although you have many advantages, you still have some shortcomings. Let me give you some more advice! I remember that a girl was molested by a naughty boy the other day, and that girl quickly reported you. However, you said impatiently, "Oh, you tell the class teacher these things, not me." The girl had to leave with a grievance. Seeing this scene, I thought: teacher, teacher, although you are not the head teacher, you are a teacher like the head teacher, not looking for you. Students need you to solve some things because they trust you, but you refuse her like this. How sad do you think that student is? Another time, I found that some of the papers you corrected were changed casually, and sometimes there was no score. Do you know how disappointed everyone is, teacher? Don't we just want to see our grades in the exam?

Teacher, these are all things I really want to say to you. Here, I hope the teacher will teach you: the advantages should be maintained and the disadvantages should be corrected!