Part I: My Class Teacher
"Silkworms to the death of silk, wax torch into ash tears began to dry" image of the spring silkworms and wax torches compared to teachers, border guards and other occupations, they use their own life in exchange for our happiness, until the last moment of their lives.
Look! A physique, height of about one meter seven eight "strong man" came over, he topped a hair neat hair, face square, red color, big nose, big lips, wearing a "plain clothes" looks not too eye-catching, but he is our most respected class teacher - Mr. Zhu. He is our most respected homeroom teacher, Mr. Zhu. Mr. Zhu frowned into a piece, sternly scolded: "still standing here what? Why don't you go to the classroom and memorize your homework? You're in your third year of junior high school, and you still don't have any self-consciousness, how can you still take the high school exam?" A few of us had wanted to stroll around the playground, heard Mr. Zhu's scolding, immediately ran back to the classroom. Look, this is our homeroom teacher, don't look at him very fierce oh, in fact, Mr. Zhu is "knife mouth, tofu heart", hush! Don't tell him I said that. Our teacher, Mr. Zhu, taught us by example, so that we are convinced.
In the morning, I was woken up by the watch *** around me, rubbed my eyes, reluctantly got up, and students wash up together and ran to the playground, but saw Mr. Zhu staring at us with big eyes, thinking that the teacher is also old, and work hard, but also earlier than we get up, really make me ashamed, and I've been reminded of myself in the future to get up earlier.
At noon, we ended a half day of hard work, go to the cafeteria to eat a full meal, humming a little song to the classroom, to the classroom, only to see Mr. Zhu has been in the podium to change the homework, the heart of the dark screamed bad, hurriedly slipped into the heart, but, after all, could not escape the eyes of the teacher's fire, said: "Stop, you come over, and you have said how many times! How many times have I told you? Let you early to the classroom to study, half a day does not come a few people, you in the end do not engage in learning?" The first time I saw this, I was so shocked and scared that I didn't dare to dawdle after the meal.
After the evening self-study, we are like a frosted eggplant, one by one, like standing can sleep the look, into the dormitory, can speak, eat snacks, string of dormitories, upstairs and downstairs crazy catch playful ...... At this time, a black shadow like the wind rolled in, open the flashlight, and a low voice to warn us to sleep, and wind like the wind. voice to warn us to sleep, and winded away, just when you think it is over. The next day at noon, the back of the classroom squatting rows of people, that is, we speak, but on second thought the teacher supervised us until after ten o'clock to go home, and no longer say anything.
Friday afternoon class meeting class, our homeroom teacher Mr. Zhu again in the play of his talent, on the podium to talk about the success of the ancient and modern Chinese and foreign examples and quotes, to inspire us to move forward, hard work.
It is such a teacher we respect, his words and teachings y affect each of us, so that each of us lifelong benefit.
Part II: My class teacher
There are many words of praise for teachers in this world. Some people say that teachers are like gardeners, and students are flowers, taking care of us all the time. Some people say that teachers are like candles, burning themselves to illuminate the world for others. Others say that teachers are like chalk, paving the way of knowledge for students with their own bodies. And I think my classroom teacher epitomizes what is said above.
The homeroom teacher of our class is called Chen Shengshou, tall and handsome, with a big mouth, two big eyes shining, and a strong body. A very ordinary person. He came to our class last semester because the former homeroom teacher moved away for some reason. At first, everyone was very nostalgic for the former homeroom teacher, and they all disliked his words and somewhat ostracized him, and there was even one student who got into a fight because he was dissatisfied with his words! However, after a while, we slowly accepted him and began to listen to him. After a while, our class was back to normal, even better than before, and we found some good points in him that were even better than those of the former class teacher.
He was very reasonable, everything is to reason first, unless the time to really can not, he will use "force" to solve the problem. He is also always concerned about us, a time outside the classroom from the window there to see if we have to listen carefully. He also had a lot of strange ideas that would amaze us every time he said them, and he told us to organize the class news every day so that everyone could comment on it. He was also very helpful, and when we couldn't do our homework, we could ask him how to do it. When we have something on our mind, we can also talk to him. What makes us happiest is that he talks very funny, often make us very funny.
My homeroom teacher is really a good teacher, although he is so ordinary, I think he is a model teacher, we now like him and respect him. He is my mentor in life and I will remember him throughout my life.
Part III: My Class Teacher
Teacher, your shapely body, young and beautiful face, often let my former friends breathtaking, praise said: "Wow! Who is that beautiful sister? She's so young and elegant."
"That's my teacher!" I always say proudly.
"How can that be! She's so young!" The admiration and surprise of my friends made me so happy and proud. I am so lucky to have a class teacher like you!
Teacher, you are really a magician, you can make the boring lessons more interesting, vivid, and your voice, every time you read the text, let everyone listen to the intoxicated, enjoy; plus interesting games, but also to make the students learn to be happy, smiling, almost forget the class!
But you are usually kind to us, sometimes you will be on fire! You are so good to us in class, but some students are convenient as casually, ear to ear as the wind, so angry that you almost did not swear. In fact, I know, your bitter words are for our sake, you do not want to, even do not like to scold us, but you also have no choice! Otherwise, the mischievous students may be overturned, climbed to the top of your head!
I remember once after school, I was careless, meal bag forgot to take, back to the classroom when you see you seriously cleaned up the appearance. The advertisement said: "serious woman is the most beautiful", the moment I saw the teacher, I really have a kind of inexplicable touched. Suddenly I heard you say kindly: "Li Tong! What did you forget to bring home? Don't be so forgetful next time!" Although it was pouring rain outside, these few words made me feel full of care and warmth. Alas! You have to help us in class, but after school, students have gone away, but you are still busy at school, in a hurry to correct our homework, but also to clean up, but also to prepare for tomorrow's class, I believe that you must go home exhausted, dizzy, breathless as a cow!
Teacher! You have no regrets to pay, in order to let us higher level, to become a good student of knowledge and manners, I know! Here to say to you: "Thank you! You will always be my favorite teacher! Wish you always keep your youth and beauty!
Part IV: My class teacher
Our school has many teachers, among them, the one I love most is Mr. Chen Yifan.
My homeroom teacher, looks gentle and beautiful, smart and generous, from her eyes emitted light like moonlight bright; smile like sunshine bright, classmates like her, love her. Teacher's learning is very good, general knowledge is also very rich, she lectures very detailed, students asked questions, she also answered very understandable. Teacher often tell some small stories about the text in class, and sometimes also tell some small jokes, so everyone is always interested in the language class. The teacher is on the stage, and the students are listening to her with great interest, and they feel that time flies.
The teacher never lost his temper, smiling, amiable, I hope she can always teach us, Chen Yifan teacher in our minds is a good teacher to respect.
Part V: My Class Teacher
Ms. Lu is a very caring teacher, as if we are all her children care for us.
I remember when I was in the third grade, once, I was in the playground with my classmates to play the game of eagles and chickens, when we played very happy, I ran after, suddenly, I felt a fling in front of me, I fell to the ground, my hand bleeding, the classmates do not know what to do, at this time, the head of the class saw, and then hurried to the office to find our class teacher teacher, the teacher said to the students, "I'm not sure what to do. The teacher said to the students, "Send him back to the class, then go to the water room to get a basin of water, then I'll get some ointment and gauze." After the teacher assigned their respective work, everyone started to busy themselves in an orderly manner, not long after everyone's work was all done, the teacher first used the basin of water that he received to clean my wound carefully, the teacher cleaned the wound, he said to me in a serious tone: "Wait a while when you put on the medicine there will be a little bit of pain, you endure a little bit, in a while it'll be fine. " I nodded, the teacher gently give me medicine, after a while on the medicine, the teacher began to bandage, I tilted my head, I found that the teacher's forehead emerged on the many tiny beads of sweat, all of a sudden it seems that the teacher is so pale, the teacher said: "bandage is done. ' Then the teacher turned around, picked up her cell phone, and called my mother. After this incident, the teacher also came to me to see me, gave me to buy a box of milk to drink!
The teacher not only cares about us, but also has a strong sense of responsibility. I remember the first grade, the teacher just received our class, our class has a person, his basic knowledge of language is very weak, the language of the simplest basics, we do it is as easy as palms, but he did it is very difficult, our class teacher did not give up on him, and did not physically punish him, and every day after work to help him make up for his language homework, he is very hard to learn!
This is our homeroom teacher, she is a not only care about students, but also a responsible people's teachers.
Part 6: My Class Teacher
Ms. Yuan is my language teacher and class teacher, and she has been with us since the first grade, and has brought us to the third grade. In my mind, she is a good teacher worthy of my admiration. I would love to tell her story.
Ms. Yuan is very tall, slim and very pretty. In normal times, she pays more attention to what she wears, whether it is the color or style of the clothes, she pays attention to matching, so at any time, she can give people a pleasing feeling.
I not only appreciate the beauty of Ms. Yuan's looks, but also appreciate the beauty of her heart, she is a good teacher who has a lot of love for her students.
Let's say that afternoon, our class was cleaning. At this time, Mr. Yuan found that there is a male student named Ke Zefeng Shush in the high desks, perched up his feet there to wipe the ceiling fan, the appearance appears to be very strenuous. The teacher thought it was a bit dangerous, so he immediately went over to ask Ke Zefeng to come down.
At first, Ke Zefeng refused, and Mr. Yuan said, "You come down, I am taller than you, obedient, or I'll do it!" Ke Zefeng had to obediently hand the rag to Mr. Yuan. Ms. Senile stomped off her high heels very skillfully and jumped onto the desk with a very agile movement. She wiped the electric fan very skillfully. In a short while, she wiped one. Then, Ms. Yuan changed direction and continued to wipe another electric fan.
I found that the senile teacher Bai Zhe's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat. That afternoon, Mr. Yuan wiped four electric fans by himself, which made us very moved.
After the end of the cleaning, the students went home one by one, I walked at the end. When I was about to leave the classroom, I realized that the senile teacher had no intention of leaving. A few moments later, I saw Ms. Yuan pick up a piece of chalk and start drawing something on the blackboard at the back of the classroom. It turned out that she was going to help her classmates make a blackboard newspaper! Senile teacher this kind of fatigue despite the spirit of dedication to students, let me admire.
A few days later, I witnessed another incident.
That afternoon, the aging teacher in the corridors of the school building, saw a small class of other students in the nosebleed, she rushed forward to help the small students asked this and that, but also took the small students to the school infirmary, and the small students back to the class. Several people saw this touching scene. Someone immediately said to me, "Our teacher Yuan is so nice, just like a mom!"
Ms. Mourning is very responsible for her work as a classroom teacher, and she is especially careful in her work. Take the matter of us lining up for gymnastics every day. Every day before we go down to do gymnastics, we are first in front of the classroom to line up. Then we step downstairs. For our lining up and stepping, the gerontologist always emphasizes the quality of our movements. Every tiny shortcoming of ours could not escape her fiery eyes. Whenever she found a problem, she would definitely make us correct it. Therefore, our class is at the forefront of the whole year in many aspects.
Another time, I was collecting the ropes of the road team, but I couldn't collect them well. It happened that Ms. Yuan saw me, and she came over right away, taught me how to do it, and helped me put the rope away.
There are many, many other little things that I can't list.
Gerontologist, I really want to say to you, "Gerontologist, you are so nice, and I will always adore you!"
Part VII: Compliment my class teacher
Compliment my class teacher Guangdong Province Shenzhen Bao'an District Shiyan Town Shiyan Center Primary School five (2) class Xie Shihua my class teacher surnamed Zhang, called Zhang Zhi teacher. He is tall and thin, with a pair of myopic glasses on his straight nose. His clothes are very decent, and he appears to be a gentleman with a good appearance. Mr. Zhang teaches art, and his drawing skills are very high! Drawing pictures come to life, write the calligraphy can be called the dragon and phoenix flying. His eloquence is not bad either, when he talks about the reasoning to be endless. I'll tell you a secret: my teacher also knows kung fu! It is really called "both literary and military", no wonder everyone likes him! However, what we appreciate most is his humor. He often made us laugh so hard that we could hardly see the light of day! Here, let's have some fun! Once in the classroom, Mr. Zhang was educating us in a serious way: "Students! You are all fifth graders, you have to study hard, do not all day in school, "mixed"." Suddenly, the students heard a noise, it turns out, there are two students for a piece of garbage, arguing in the face. At this moment, the teacher sank his face and said seriously: "What about the family property? If this is money, you guys are still grabbing it! If it's too little, one person weighs two pounds to go!" After the words, the students laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed! Some students even muttered as they laughed, "Their so-called "family property" is just garbage!" Hearing this, I laughed even more wildly! In the face of such madness, Mr. Zhang never took it seriously. How was it? After the humor I said, is everyone's stomach okay? If you go to the hospital, I won't pay for it! This is my class teacher! Instructor: Zhang Yong
Part VIII: My class teacher Mr. Xu
My class teacher Mr. Xu
Our class teacher Mr. Xu teaches us the language, she is a medium-sized, eyes are not big, but glittering. She speaks very fluently and is very clear. Her writing is square and neat, just like printing, and she often says, "Being a human being should be like the Chinese characters, which are square and square". She was very strict with her students, which was famous in our school. You should know that her serious appearance, contains a hot heart ah.
I remember one morning, I came to school, ready to take out the language book to read in the morning. However, I rummaged through my bag and could not find the language book. Oh, no, I left my language book at home. Oh my god! What should I do? I seemed to have fallen into an ice hole, from head to toe. Luckily, the morning exercise *** sounded, I hurried with everyone lined up to go out to do exercises. But the morning exercise can save me a moment, but can not save me a day ah! The first class is the language class, so I don't even have time to borrow a book. If you share a book with your classmates in class, then it's not a "no hit"?
The language class is coming up. I had to press the math book under the workbook, sitting in the classroom, so as to try not to be found by Mr. Xu. When Mr. Xu asked us to open the book to read, I also opened the "language book", like a Mr. Nanguo. I took a peek at Ms. Xu and found that she was looking at me with such a strange look in her eyes! Oh no, I didn't cover the word "math" with my hand, and my face turned red with fear. Oh no, will the teacher "invite" me out of the classroom? Call my parents at the end of class? Or ......
I saw Ms. Xu listening carefully to our reading as she approached me. What I didn't expect was that she gave me the language book she approached instead. At once, a warm current ran through my heart! Ms. Xu ah, I thank you, thank you for your care!
Ms. Xu had to take the lesson plan in class, that no longer have the book, but, guiding us to recite is still so vivid, fluent, analyze the key sentences is still so accurate, clear ......
This lesson, I listened particularly attentive, understanding is also particularly deep! This lesson is unforgettable to me for the rest of my life!
Part IX: My Class Teacher--Mr. Zhuo
The class teacher of our class is Mr. Zhuo, the "famous class teacher of Zhuhai". Mr. Zhuo is more than forty years old this year, round face willow leaf thin eyebrows, a mouth that can talk, high nose and a pair of glasses, which appears to be Mr. Zhuo, "rich in learning, talent," Mr. Zhuo's black oily hair draped over his shoulders. But one of the biggest features of Mr. Zhuo is that he cares about his classmates, and he always puts our study and health on the first place.
Mr. Zhuo has not yet taken our class, we are some small naughty, in addition to the presence of the class teacher can be quiet, other classes, there will be people in the eyes of the teacher whispering, resulting in a decline in academic performance. After taking over our class, Mr. Zhuo couldn't help but frown when he saw our learning attitude. Teaching us was even harder: every day there were a few people who didn't hand in their homework, and in class most of the students didn't pay attention, so Mr. Zhuo's questioning of the students was not answered at all. During that time, Mr. Zhuo had to help us consolidate our knowledge every afternoon. It can be said that that period of time to make our class the busiest time, but also Mr. Zhuo's hardest time.
"The silk worm is not exhausted until it dies, and the wax torch turns into ashes and the tears start to dry." The teacher's efforts have not been in vain, and now our class under the leadership of Mr. Zhuo has undergone radical changes, our class won the honor of "Ten Best Teachers", students know the importance of self-discipline, and academic performance has also been greatly improved.
Remember that the Games, is our five-five class athletes to show off, prove their moment. Every time a game of our classmates, Mr. Zhuo will always be on the side of the cheerleading. When we achieved unsatisfactory results, Mr. Zhuo would comfort us: when we achieved excellent results, Mr. Zhuo always smiled, smiling so brightly, so kindly. We share the joy of victory together, in my eyes, Mr. Zhuo is not a friend but more like a friend.
In my mind, Mr. Zhuo is a kind, friendly teacher, and like a mother to educate us, in my understanding of the teacher she is the most unforgettable. Mr. Zhuo, you do not hold laborious work for us, thank you, my Mr. Zhuo!
Part X: My class teacher "Wu Da Xian"
In my understanding of the teacher, if someone wants to ask me who I like the most, I will not hesitate to announce: of course, is the "Wu Da Xian" teacher. This is our private to her name, you know can not publicize ah! In our minds, "Da Xian" not only looks like a fairy, but also manages her students with the style of a fairy, so "Da Xian" is a popular name in private. Her name is Wu Suhong, and parents affectionately call her Ms. Wu Suhong.
Please see, she is slim and slender, the most let the class girls eyes shine is the big fairy that head of golden shiny curly long hair, thick black eyebrows under a pair of sharp God's eyes, a small mouth can speak out words are always so profound, so attracted people laugh. She was even more beautiful when she smiled, with an amiable look.
She is a good teacher we can respect, she never corporal punishment, scolding students, students like. She knows a lot, which is enough to make each student to the big Xian are admired. Whenever we had an argument about a problem and found it difficult to distinguish between right and wrong, someone would always say, "Let's go and let Daisen decide!" The Great Immortal was always able to explain our knowledge clearly and inspire us to solve problems confidently with a gentle tone of voice. Usually, we often hear this voice: "This is what the Great Immortal said."
Although in the classroom she is not too strict on our requirements, but the humor of the education method so that we do not dare to have half a little relaxation, in our words that is called the management of people "trick". This is not the big fairy is above the eyebrows fluttering to analyze the text, the following "talk box" do not know what to fiddle with under the table, think he is very smart, but he accidentally "hit". Only to see Da Xian said unhurriedly: "Man, in the underground oil exploration work? How, don't enjoy yourself alone, stand up and speak, resources **** enjoy it! Can not bury our Central Plains Oilfield you this big contributor ah!" At this time, the "talk box" stood there without saying a word, face red, like a power outage, suspension of broadcasting.
Don't you see Daisen usually always smiling to you, but you as long as you make a mistake, there is no negotiation, from the sky of the "storm" will be drowned you.
Once, under the class, I and the class of "Hercules" is playing a lot of time, was caught by the big fairy. In the ear came the immortal's strange voice: "The martial arts show is suspended! I'm sorry to bother you two, please come to the office for a while." Listen, how polite! But only the two of us knew it was over this time.
The two of us were like frosted eggplants, downcast to the office, to accept the class rules developed by Da Xian "trilogy" self-education. The first is to face the wall for two minutes, then memorize the "eight guidelines" twenty times: the courage to admit mistakes, positive correction. Second: three minutes of self-explanation, according to a fixed format: what I did wrong, how I was wrong, what I should do in the future. This level you can not underestimate, no two or three times is not over, we have to admit the mistake profoundly, sincere repentance, such as letting the big fairy see a little lie, you have to make a comeback. Third: according to the degree of their own mistakes to choose the following opportunities for reform, such as sweeping the floor for a week, memorize the text, copy words and sentences, do good deeds, write more than three hundred words of instructions and so on. I told myself I had to be serious about this last level, how I wanted to have the fiery eyes of Sun Da Sheng at that time! Otherwise, if you make a mistake, the Great Immortal will double your "reward". And so I was reasonably deprived of at least a week's worth of entertainment.
Every time a student makes a mistake, he or she is baptized in this trilogy, as if in a furnace. From the beginning to the end, Daisy rarely spoke up, and she told us proudly afterward, "That's called self-education." What I would like to tell my classmates the most is that they can never commit another offense in the future.
Don't you think it's strange? I had a dream the other day that actually cried out, "Da Xian, I love you!"