A person who has influenced me the most
Since I was a child, I have made a lot of good friends. But there is only one person who has made the deepest impression on me, and at the same time, socializing with her has had a very great impact on me.
She, a person who helped me when I was in trouble, an ordinary-looking person, a person who excels in studies, a ...... she, is Long Jingwen. Thin and tall, although the skin is relatively dark, but this makes a pair of big watery eyes more dazzling, a head of black oily hair tied neatly, a red moist mouth. At first sight it gives people a refreshing feeling. I have been studying and playing with her for 3 years. From these three years, I found that she has a lot of "flash point".
I remember one day, the sun was baking the earth, and we were in gym class. The whole class was running, and she and I were running on the same line. As we ran, I felt dizzy and the sweat on my forehead was dripping down one by one. So instinctively, I leaned my hand on her shoulder. That's when she also sensed what was going on and hurriedly stopped. Looking at me. "What's wrong?" "Oh. Not feeling well. Wanted to collapse." She looked at the beads of sweat on my forehead and said, "Looks like you're suffering from heat stroke. Come, I'll help you under the tree!" With that, my body leaned on her skinny body. When she managed to help me under the tree, she was also sweating profusely. I sat down under the tree, and she squatted down as well. Wiping the sweat on my forehead with her sleeve. And also used her other hand to press on my Langzhong. I felt much better at once. Gradually, I began to wake up. "Luo, feeling better? Want some water?" "Eh." That's when I realized that her eyes were filled with a kind of anxiety. "I'll go pour it for you!" "Okay ......" It was then that I realized that indisputable tears had fallen. This day, I was really touched. Touched by a friend's concern for me. From this day on, the two of us were even more helpful to each other no matter in study or life. I know what friendship is from this day on.
In fact, there are many things that shine on her. Her love of learning has had the greatest impact on me. In the classroom, as soon as the class, she will pick up a book, concentrate on opening up, her expression will follow the plot of the book and change, comedy, she will be a cocked eyebrow, the corner of the mouth. She would smile happily. When it was tragic, she would furrow her eyebrows and shrug her shoulders. Looked like she was crying. It wasn't until class started that she reluctantly put her book down. Outside of class, wherever she and I went together, she never forgot to take a book with her and put it in her little backpack. As soon as she had a moment, she would pull the book out, and at that point it didn't matter what the conditions were like around her. She would look at it with all her concentration. Indeed, I really admire her love for learning. I also appreciate it. After a long time of socializing with her, sometimes when she reads a book, I can't help but look at it too. In this way, now I also followed the good habit of love of books.
With her, I really learned a lot of things. There are some things in her that may have changed my life. Now, my extracurricular knowledge is getting richer and my people skills are getting better! This is still thanks to her--Wang Shuo
2. An action essay describing a person's seriousness in workA person who has the greatest influence on me Since I was a child, I have made many good friends.
But there is only one person who has made the deepest impression on me, and at the same time, socializing with her has had a very great impact on me. She, a person who helped me when I was in trouble, an ordinary-looking person, a person who excelled in studies, a ...... she, is Long Jingwen.
Slim tall figure, although the skin is relatively dark, but this makes a pair of big watery eyes more dazzling, a head of black oily hair tied neatly, a red moist mouth. At first sight, it gives people a refreshing feeling.
I have been studying and playing with her for 3 years. From these three years, I found that she has a lot of "flash point".
I remember one day, the sun was baking the earth, and we were in gym class. The whole class was running, and she and I were running on the same line.
Running, I felt dizzy, and the sweat on my forehead was dripping down. So instinctively, I leaned my hand on her shoulder.
At this point she also noticed something and hurriedly stopped. Looked at me.
"What's wrong?" "Oh. Not feeling well.
Wanted to collapse." She looked at the beads of sweat on my forehead and said, "Looks like you're suffering from heatstroke.
Here, let me help you under the tree!" With that, my body leaned on her skinny body. When she managed to help me under the tree, she was also sweating profusely.
I sat down under the tree and she squatted down. Wiping the sweat on my forehead with her sleeve.
Also pressed my langzhong with her other hand. I immediately felt much better.
Gradually began to wake up. "Lo, feeling better? Do you want to drink water?" "En."
It was then that I realized that her eyes were filled with a kind of anxiety. "I'll go pour it for you!" "Okay ......" It was then that I realized that indisputable tears had fallen.
This day, I was really touched. Touched by a friend's concern for me.
From then on, the two of us are more no matter in the study, life, are to help each other. I know what friendship is from this day on.
In fact, there are a lot of things that shine on her. Her love of learning has had the greatest impact on me.
In the classroom, as soon as the class, she will pick up a book, concentrate on opening up, her expression will follow the plot of the book and change, when the comedy, she will be a cocked eyebrow, the corner of the mouth. Openly and happily smile.
When it was tragic, she would furrow her eyebrows and shrug her shoulders. It looked like crying.
It wasn't until class started that she reluctantly put down her book. Outside of class, wherever I went with her, she never forgot to take a book with her in her little backpack.
As soon as she had time, she would pull the book out, and it didn't matter what the conditions were like around her. She would read it with full attention.
Indeed, I really admire her love of learning. I really admire her love of learning.
After a long time of socializing with her, sometimes I can't help but look at the book when she reads it.
This is the first time I've seen a book in my life, and it's been a long time since I've seen one.
With her, I really learned a lot of things. There are some things in her that may change my life.
Now, my extracurricular knowledge is getting richer and richer, and my people skills are getting better and better! This is still thanks to her - Wang Shuo.
3. when the action description,essayMom's smile Smile, is the most beautiful side of everyone, but I think in my heart who's smile can not compare to the mother's smile. Because of my mom's smile, I learned to be strong, honest and brave. I remember that time, I had a high fever, because mom and dad did not pay attention, I did not care too much, so I did not care. After class, I started to feel sick all over. It was hard to get home, I was exhausted lying in bed, dizzy, so I wanted to vomit oh ! There was no one at home, so I just lay there and waited for my mom and dad to come home. I fell asleep in bed. After a while, my mom came back from work, saw me lying in bed asleep, then shook me, I opened my eyes weakly, my mom asked me nervously: "What's wrong." I said, "Mom, I'm so dizzy, I want to vomit." Mom touched my forehead, frowned and said, "Why do you have a fever." Then without even putting the bag down, she put a piece of clothing on me and carried me to the hospital. When I was lying in the hospital bed, my mom sent food to the hospital every day, rain or shine, and made me happy. At that time, I was touched, see my mom's warm smile, I became stronger! Another time, I went out to play with my buddies, accidentally stepped on the flowers of other people's homes, we were anxious like ants on the hot pot ---- round and round. When I was ready to run away with my buddies when I remembered what my mom had originally told me: "It doesn't matter if you've done something wrong, it's important to change it and take the initiative to admit it, that's what makes you a good kid .!" And she smiled at me. When I thought of this, the idea of running away was a little shaky. Then I thought for a while, decided to take the initiative to go to admit the mistake, my friends advised me not to go, but I finally gathered the courage to go with my friends to admit the mistake. Because I don't want to be sorry for my mom's smile ! We went to the family's house to apologize, and accompanied the money, the family even praised us for being very honest... When I got home, I told my mom and dad about it, and I saw my mom's smile again. Since then, I have been very honest and brave in everything I do. I love my mother's smile, it gives me encouragement, gives me courage, gives me strength, gives me courage Mother's smile mother, is the world's greatest and most noble people.
I have been bathed in the sunshine of a mother's love since I croaked. In order to raise me well, a mother can do what she did.
What impressed me most and made me doubly grateful was my mother's kind, sincere smile. I have made progress, she smiled and praised me; I have faults, she smiled and criticized me; I am complacent, she smiled and splashed me with cool water; I was disillusioned when she smiled and gave me a little bit of motivation ...... I am in the mother's smile of the nectar watering a small tree, I am in the mother's smile of the spring breeze under the bloom of a small flower. I am a small flower that blooms under the warmth of the spring breeze of my mother's smile.
I grew up day by day, but I do not know why, my mother's kind smile is no longer seen, replaced by a stern face. The only thing that accompanies me every day is the desk, the lamp and countless exercises.
"Doesn't my mother love me anymore?" I ventured this thought again and again, and denied it again and again. When I think of my childhood, my mother taught me to write and memorize poems, washed my clothes in the cold winter, and tidied up my room in the scorching heat....... One day when I was nine years old, at one o'clock in the middle of the night, it was pouring rain and lightning outside.
I suddenly started a high fever, my father was not at home, my mother looked at me, and looked out the window, carefully put on my raincoat, and resolutely carried me to the hospital.
My heart is about to break, I said: "Mom, I come down to walk on their own!" Mother resolutely replied, "How can that be? You have a high fever, how can you walk in the rain? Put your raincoat on tightly, don't get wet." My eyes can not help but moist.
Rain slippery road, mother a crooked, almost fell, stand steady, she eagerly asked me: "all right?" I said, "It's okay!" Mother long breath, as if relieved, said: "That's good, that's good." In this way, the mother deep a foot, shallow a foot to carry me to the hospital.
When the exam papers were sent to the hands again and again, an inexplicable feeling would always well up from the bottom of the heart to the chest. My nose was sore, but I held back, I was afraid that my classmates would see.
The bright red marks on the test paper told me everything. When my mother saw the test paper, the long-lost smile was written on her face again, and she smiled and said to me, "Fall down and get up by yourself.
"This sentence has accompanied me through more than ten years of spring and fall, it gives me the strength to promote my progress, I thank my mother from the bottom of my heart. In the sunlight, I seem to see a mother behind the rise of a brilliant halo, that is the ancient legend that only immortals have a halo, which is the most holy, not to be blasphemed the light of motherhood! This is the most holy and sacrosanct light of motherhood! Give me endless reverie is the Mona Lisa's smile, give me endless power is the mother's smile.
My mother is a bank clerk, the years have long worn away the luster of her face, leaving a road "rut mark", but the bright smile still. From the time I remember, my mother's deepest impression is her smile: smile to teach me to sing children's songs, smile to see me learn to walk, smile to see me draw the sun, ... When I was a child, I was very naughty, wearing clean clothes in the morning out of the house, and the little friends with hide-and-seek, pinch the mud people, catching insects, drilling haystacks, than climbing trees, ... evening, I saw other small friends were looking for. Seeing other little friends were looking for the fathers to carry home by the ears, *** also was shot "fluttering", scared me not dare to go home, wandering alone on the road, is my mother smiled and pulled me home, gently for me to take off the rubbed clothes, gently on my wounds rubbed red potion... after the tension of happiness and openness. The feeling of happiness and openness, that feeling...warmth accompanied me through a happy childhood.
When I went to school, my grades were not good, the teacher did not like me, my classmates said I was stupid, and when I went home, I cried, I did not want to go to school again. My mother smiled and told me the story of Einstein and the small bench, smiled and said "men do not have tears", I went to school again happily, a semester down, I actually became the class of the "rich".
4. Character action description of the compositionThe action of walking 1, 1949, the end of September a night, the English Channel, Portsmouth Harbor, there is a tall Chinese, quickly stepped on a ferry to France.
When he walked through the mist of the English Channel, facing the sea breeze on the deck, you can see his footsteps steady, robust; his span of each step, always zero point eighty-five meters - this is his many years of geological work, a long period of time in the field to develop the habit. Every step he usually takes has actually become a ruler for measuring the earth and calculating the distance of rock layers.
2, crossroads by an old woman, slightly hunchbacked, fat body, struggling to play the umbrella in the open road hard walking. The gusty wind and heavy rain came, she bowed forward vigorously, grasping the umbrella, one step further, half a step back, staggering forward.
3, a group of Dai girls walked slowly, carrying a small spinning wheel on their shoulders, carrying a small lantern in their hands, and tightly dragging the tube skirt swaying in the wind. Their figures are so slim, their steps are so light and generous, as if a group of beautiful fairies descended from the sky.
4, "bell", off duty. My brother immediately turned off the machine, striding to the water in the head side, in a flash, the pair of oil stained "black hands" became white.
He took three steps to the carport, launched the "flying pigeon", the left foot just a pedal bicycle pedal board, the right thigh across the seat cushion child, *** not yet sit firmly, "hoo" pedaled up the car, the "flying pigeon", the "flying pigeon", the left foot just a pedal bicycle pedal board, the right thigh across the seat cushion child, *** not yet sit firmly, "hoo" pedaled up the car. "Flying Pigeon" rushed out of the factory door and went away. Running action 1, the young man ran well, has been from the start sprint into the way to run at an even pace.
He ran like a colt with his head held high: his stride was well-proportioned, his stride was tight, his stirrups were strong, and his waist was relaxed - the whole movement was beautiful and elastic. 2, Shi Xuan's footsteps are very even, arms swinging forward and backward, feet faster and faster, the body tilted forward, as if to fall down, and strive to run forward swiftly.
Running to the finish line, her head up, chest up, finally achieved the first place. 3, in Lang Ping volleyball career in the first winter training, coaches began to give Lang Ping eat "small stove".
Long-distance running - Lang Ping around the 400-meter runway circle after circle to run forward ...... head well swollen ah, chest pain, legs have been lifted up, stop? No! The brain clearly issued a command, the steps continue to move forward ...... Sweat early to the hair wet into a wisp, sweat beads from the forehead to the mouth and bitter and astringent. How much I want to lie down on the runway at once, spread out the limbs to relax ah! Suddenly, a strange smile climbed to the corner of her mouth - she suddenly remembered when she was a child, always looking forward to taste the taste of jumping again, and now really tasted, and bitter and astringent.
4, the sound of the gun, the two girls such as the arrow, forward. Their movements are coordinated and powerful, in the ice surface lightly sped, as if two swallows, in close to the ground flying, you catch up with each other, do not give way.
Finally, in the coaches and the audience enthusiastic cheering, the two almost at the same time like a kuma whirlwind rushed across the finish line. Hand movements 1, I just opened the textbook, suddenly saw a picture pressed under the glass plate.
"Deer, my favorite plum deer, draw it." I thought in my heart, open the painting, pick up the brush, three times and sketched out a deer.
However, because I did not observe carefully, the deer head painted as a small goat's head. I'm not sure how good it looks, but I'm not sure how good it will look! I erased it and redrew it, but I drew it to the right.
I had to draw a duck on the left side of the paper in the river, and the deer head "twisted" over, let it look at the duck. I drew a duck swimming in the river on the left side of the paper and "twisted" the deer's head so that it was looking at the duck.
2, fifth grade, I participated in the calligraphy interest group, under the guidance of the tutor, I first picked up the brush dipped in black juice. According to the tutor's instructions: take the pen to the forefinger and middle finger on the outside of the pen, nameless mention and pinky thumb on the inside of the pen.
I wrote carefully, stroke by stroke. One point, one horizontal, one vertical, one down.
But this is not like the word ah, it is clearly a three-year-old child draw randomly. A point, is a thick ink ball; a horizontal, curved like a small snake; a vertical, but like the art of the elephant legs and feet as thick; a down, even more uncharacteristic, like a long been discarded bald broom.
I looked at my own "masterpiece", crying and laughing. These strokes are written unevenly, and the strokes are not well-proportioned, not to mention the structure of the frame.
But the counselor said: "write good! It seems that you have a very promising development, good practice, the future will be able to become a talent." 3, only to see a male student came up to the stage, without saying a roll of white paper, lift the brush dipped in ink, a little contemplation, the dragon flies to draw up.
As the brush continues to dip and dye, the drawing paper appeared a lifelike horse. Its head and hooves, showing an unstoppable power.
4, the annoying "stinky sister", but so no one, do not want to destroy my experiment? I stretched out my finger and flicked it. I did not know that it did not pop open, but angered the "big sister", it immediately put out a stink, smoked me rushed to cover my nose and ran back to the house.
5, the house is quiet, only the TV is ringing. Dad suddenly put a tight grip on the corner of the table a wave.
"Ba" sound, shot on the table, bowls, plates, chopsticks jumped up high, the corner of the table on the wine glass fell to the ground, broken. 6, one hand put a small hazelnut, a hand holding that bulky pincers, eyes straight at the hazelnut.
The pliers fell slowly, but often smashed to one side, not a moment's work, the hand was smashed several times. A look of pain appeared on her face.
7, Ms. Xu taught us the language. She every day with the pair of dexterous hands holding chalk, on the blackboard seriously, one stroke at a time, we can not help but imitate her words in the notebook to write up.
8, Haitao found the sparrow's nest, the flashlight to the waist, to the heart of the hand spit, huffing and puffing to climb up. Climbed to the sparrow's nest, his head down, said to us: "Hey, watch out, ready to catch the sparrow!" After saying that, he stood on another branch and straightened up.
Unexpectedly, the head just touched the sparrow's nest, and scared the sparrows. Only heard a squirming sound in the nest, and then, a few sparrows rushed out recklessly, and Haitao, in a hurry, reached out and grabbed only one.
He used a flashlight to shine into the nest, there is still one left, probably because it can not squeeze out, chirping and screaming. Haitao reached out to catch, got another one, he used a plastic bag, toward the down a throw, just thrown in front of the small fat, small fat happy to pick up, put the sparrow from.
5. write a person's composition, to have meticulous action descriptionA person that I respect In my mind, there are many people I admire, but there is a person's character, so that I will benefit for life - the cleaner.
I remember in the cold morning, on the way to school, vaguely see a person, the person with a broom sweeping the floor. Walked in and saw that it was the cleaner.
Just then, I thought: such a cold day, the cleaner is sweeping the floor, is not cold? She was wearing a uniform with a mask, holding a broom in her left hand and a dustpan in her right, and the wind was blowing her ears red. She held the dustpan in her left hand and the broom in her right hand, sweeping earnestly and patiently.
She swept up this piece of stolen goods, and then swept up that piece of stolen goods, and this action is not known how many times to repeat. And then see, her hands together how tacit understanding ah! If the dustpan is full, it will be carefully dumped into the garbage truck for fear of dirtying the ground that has just been swept clean.
After pouring, she started sweeping again. I saw in her eyes how much she wanted people to stop littering and keep the roads clean.
At this time, the wind blew, and blew the road dirty again. The cleaner said helplessly, "Alas, there is nothing I can do, I have to sweep again."
Then, he picked himself up and said, "It's okay, I can finish it!" Said began to sweep again, this time, she first swept the garbage together, and then take the dustpan to sweep the garbage into the dustpan. When it's full, you can use the broom to block the mouth to keep the garbage from falling down, and then into the garbage truck.
I thought: this can save more time, finish the garbage.
I thought: this will save more time and finish the garbage.
I walked into him and said with a smile on my face, "You are so nice! I want to learn from you the spirit of silent dedication!" The cleaner heard, eyes smiling. This is the person I admire most.
A person who gets up early in the morning and works late in the evening every day, a person of silent dedication. Isn't this person's character worthy of my study?
6. Composition The class president of our class (female) to have a class actively speak the details of the description and her learning to recognizeRaise your hand to speak the details: when the teacher asked the question, we have been waiting for her, because we know that only she has the courage to raise her hand to answer. As expected, her hand went up! Her heart leapt up! Our emotions went with her - that little thrill. She answered without a moment's hesitation, so confident, so calm and collected. What a wonderful speech, the teacher's face showed a beautiful camellia, a few anxious students could not help but clap.
...... ...... Details of serious study: the pages of the book in her fingertips flow, the speed is so slow, like a brook slowly into the river, her seriousness is famous in our class; she is full of energy, without distractions, only the wonderful words in the eyes of the words between the lines.
7. Character action description essay rush ~~~~~My deskmate
My deskmate's name is Ni Jianwei, and he has dark hair that is about an inch long. There are light eyebrows under his hair, and under his eyebrows there are a pair of big eyes, his lips are slightly upturned, and there are some wrinkles on his nose, and when he laughs he stares at his big eyes with a leathery look.
Ni Jianwei has many advantages and disadvantages. The advantages are that he is helpful and loves sports, especially running. The disadvantages are that he moves too slowly and sometimes he likes to hit people.
When Ni Jianwei is happy, his eyes squint into a slit, and he used to smile, but now he smiles naturally, and sometimes he even gives me something to eat.
Today is the midterm exam, and of course, there are questions that I can't answer. He will bury his head in writing for a while, and when he encounters a topic that he can't do, he frowns, with a smile on his face, his hand resting on his head, looking like he is thinking, just like a little doctor, and sometimes he will be so sleepy that he yawns.
He was angry again, usually the big eyes full of smiles, at the moment shot out two cold light, aggressive, teeth clenched squeaky, nose gasping, as if the lack of oxygen.
Ni Jianwei also like to meddle in other people's business, I have not been able to buy the "100 fathers who touched the middle school students" until now, he will come to say me, really annoying. But he is still quite generous, whenever I have something I forgot, he will always lend it to me.
Xiaohong happened to be sitting facing the window, the afternoon sunlight on her round face, so that her cheeks are more rosy; her hand holding the pen resting on her cheeks, the open sockets of her eyes, the crystal eyes slowly swimming, plump chin slightly upward - this is whenever she came up with a more ingenious way to solve a math problem for the the familiar, beloved demeanor of the math teacher. Whenever I do my homework, the tip of my pen rustles as if a bird is singing to me, and as if encouraging me, "You must not be afraid of difficulties and climb to the top."
She stood up and answered so accurately, so naturally, so fluently, as if she had prepared for it. She recited in a subdued manner, with a beautiful, melodious tone of voice, and moved the seat.
He, a naughty boy, reads too fast, chopping and snapping, like frying peanuts. Juanjuan read the text in Mandarin, the voice is brittle, very good, even the sun also listened to the fascination, secretly from the window into the classroom, fell on her book, long unwilling to leave.
I read the book greedily, like a hungry lamb into the grass tender green meadow. She dug into the vast sea of books, like a fish into the sea, forgetting the passage of time.
He reluctantly got up the spirit, opened the book, began to feel a line of words on the top of the activity, like to fly; later felt just a blurred piece, like a nest of ants crawling on the paper. He buried his head again to write homework, the house is quiet, only hear the sound of the pen in the paper rustle writing.
Students sitting in the classroom, listening attentively to the teacher, like dozens of flowers in silence to bear the watering of the diligent gardener. Catchy reading sounds fly out from all classrooms, like a moving chorus of children's voices, notes all over the sky.
9. 600 word essay describing action in the classroomThe most unforgettable class A wisp of cool summer wind blew into the classroom.
A teacher is lecturing, *** full, eyebrows flying, forehead brightly shining. The students stared drowsily, with the characteristic afternoon lethargy, drowsy in the sunshine of knowledge.
Suddenly, a discordant note jumped out and marred the seemingly peaceful ensemble! Only to hear the teacher yelled: "Who used the rubber tie (because the teacher is a foreigner, the smash read tie) my ***!" I was also flabbergasted, busy head up. Everyone was shocked, by the teacher this "lion's roar" shocked a shiver, instantly the air froze like.
A second later, the brain resuscitated, reflected, and suddenly burst into laughter. The sound of laughter is like a rapidly rippling, unstoppable spread out, hard impact on the teacher's eardrums.
The teacher's face is more red, rose like a purple eggplant; small eyes all of a sudden from the meat bulged out, seems to spit out fire; lips can not stop shivering, like what to say, but a word can not burst out, and finally in the students that piece of madness in the sound of laughter, "snapped" a book, angry slammed the door and go! Looking at the still clanging seems to spit fire like; lips could not stop shivering, like what to say but a word also burst out, finally in the students that piece of crazy laughter, "snap" a book, angry slammed the door and go! Looking at the door still clanging, the students gradually stopped laughing, a face to face, began to feel the seriousness of the matter: another teacher angry away! Alas, to say that really feel embarrassed, our class is a "school known" "trouble-making class", the students all monkey fine monkey fine, but is like naughty! Often the teacher is angry with the smoke in the seven orifices. This is not the best of our temperament geography teacher angry away - perhaps because geography is too difficult to understand it, perhaps because the teacher is the reason for the outsiders, perhaps because of his accent and we have a difference in it ...... Anyway, we do not like to learn geography! But after staying for a while, everyone began to whisper, "The teacher is usually quite good to us."
"Yes, although his geography class is not good to understand, but he is so serious every time!" "Yes, yes, the last time I was not quite a question, he told me three times ......" "Also, his accent is not the same as ours, but the lecture is the most humorous!" The seven mouths, you a word, I a word, actually found the teacher is so cute it. So everyone started to blame the "culprit" again.
This guy also seems to know that he is wrong, do not dare to say a word, let alone admit it. Finally, the class president stepped forward: "We should take the initiative to admit our mistakes, and go ask the teacher to come back."
"Right! Right!" Everyone responded unanimously. The six group leaders followed the class president into the office.
A pair of expectant eyes stared quietly and nervously at the door. Waiting, waiting ...... finally heard the footsteps, everyone immediately sat more upright, eyeing the teacher voice said their remorse.
The teacher's face eased a lot, slightly coughed, voice a little hoarse: "Other people's labor is ignored, trampled is the most upsetting thing," the teacher gently paused, and then continued, "I am also in the labor, is not it? In fact, you study is also paying labor ah, do not cherish, will eventually regret. Perhaps I am a foreigner, may not be adapted to the customs here, everyone seems to me very unconvinced.
But I really want to teach you well. I always believe: you will eventually accept my labor, and will be able to feel something for my efforts.
I do not ask you to remember me much, only hope that students can really learn some knowledge, at least in the future to society, can support themselves!" Classmates are ashamed to lower their heads. The teacher seemed to be a little choked up: "Students, as the teacher begged you, learn a little study, a little more serious! Your parents are more distressed than the teacher! ......" The whole class was y moved.
The eyes are red. Class dismissed *** rang, the whole class of 36 students bowed y to the teacher! So serious! So sincere! ...... From then on, "teacher" two words in our hearts more thick.
I think, the teacher with tears to the "understanding" of the two words planted into our hearts ...... another wisp of summer cool wind blowing into the classroom. A teacher is lecturing, *** full, colorful, forehead shiny.
The students all blinking crystal bright big eyes, from time to time issued a burst of joyful laughter, such as a tail of free fish, in the sea of knowledge happy swimming ...... unforgettable class.