Teachers are great in our minds. Teachers are like diligent gardeners, training us to become diligent teachers. In the words of hit the floor, the students left the classroom like a hive, and I was stopped by the teacher as soon as I walked out of the classroom. I am very happy: "xx, run to the principal's office.
They usually stop and walk leisurely. The heavy letter in my hand caught my attention and I really want to open it. But on second thought, I peeked at other people's letters.
She has only taught us for one year, but the whole class is full of love for her. In the sixth grade, I was named the representative of Chinese class by Teacher Zhu.
As an "official queen", the responsibility is heavy again? I understand the teacher's trust. I continued to run to the principal's office and gave the principal my letter ... On the way back, I looked like a happy bird.
Teacher Zhu has a beautiful nose. She smiles at us every day, and her heart will be condemned. The teacher's trusting eyes hit me hard on the shoulder, just testing my honesty. Come and help me deliver a letter to the principal's office. "Go to the principal's office, it must be very important.
The teacher will trust the house in my hand, and it is the responsibility to trust again. He led us into the campus and taught us.
"。 Teachers always trust students because of trust.
When I received the task, I was like a soldier on a mission, which made me very grateful to Teacher Zhu. I didn't betray my teacher's trust. Trust is power, Teacher Zhu looked at me with trusting eyes and said.
Teacher Zhu is a Chinese teacher, a small "capable person" with big eyes full of love; Ding's bell rang.
2. My Chinese teacher wrote 450 words (in the order of total scores).
There is a famous teacher in hushan town Central Primary School. She can be said to be "full of peaches and plums". She has long black shawl hair, bright eyes, fair face and a moderate figure, like a symmetrical tree. This is my teacher Zang's facial image left to all the teachers and students in hushan town Central Primary School.
Teacher Zang has a pair of "sharp" eyes, which always indicate different "severity". Once in class, I was playing tricks When I looked up at her, Mr. Zang's eyes were staring at me, full of reproach, and I blushed involuntarily. Another time, I won the first place in the mid-term exam. My classmates gathered around and the teacher praised me.
Tibetan teachers are not only "weird" in their eyes, but also beautiful in their hearts. They treat all students equally, especially backward students ... A few months ago, throwing sandbags was very popular in schools. When the female students in our class threw sandbags, Zhou Yanan, the "naughty king", suddenly wanted to join us. We all refused to join. Zhou Yanan wants to destroy it. Wang Ying went to complain. As a result, the teacher said to Wang Ying, "You let me come.
Teacher Zang educates his classmates in different ways. Every time he lectures, he teaches a lot of extracurricular knowledge, and the students listen to it with "relish" and sometimes even forget to attend class. What a dedicated teacher.
This is my teacher Zang, and I am very proud to study under her guidance.
3. Who has a composition about the total score of "My favorite teacher"? Time is like water, life flies. In a blink of an eye, I am already a primary school student in grade five. In these five years of campus life, what impressed me the most was my math teacher, Miss Han. He doesn't look as kind as a female teacher. He wears a pair of glasses on his face and holds the general's stomach. You can even see that he is a little strict. But if you really think he is strict, you are all wet. He is not only not strict, but also a good friend of our students!
I remember once in a math class, a bumblebee came to the class, bumping around like a headless fly, and dangling in front of people from time to time. Not only the girls were scared out of their wits, but also our boys screamed with fear, and the classroom was in chaos. In order to dispel our fears, Teacher Han stepped forward. Pointing at the wasp, he shouted, "Bumblebee, come out quickly! You haven't paid your tuition yet! " Suddenly, a burst of hearty laughter replaced screaming. The wasp may find that it can't scare us, so it ran away when we weren't looking.
Of course, Mr. Han is not always so kind. If someone makes a mistake, he will be angry. However, in this tense atmosphere, he will still make us feel relaxed. I remember that in the third grade, Mr. Han was transferred to teach us math. When I first arrived here, several naughty students in the class were rude, didn't talk in class, and spoke ill of Mr. Han behind his back. Once in math class, Mr. Han finally couldn't help it. He called the students outside the classroom. Looking at his angry appearance, we knew that a storm was coming. However, Mr. Han didn't fly into a rage as we thought, but smiled and said, "OK, let's continue our class!" " "hmm? We all felt a little puzzled in our hearts: why did the teacher suddenly "turn from cloudy to sunny"? Teacher Han seemed to see through my mind and said to us, "Don't be afraid, it's not you who are disobedient. Why should I be angry with you? " He gave them a hard look and then gave us a casual lesson. Therefore, the idiom "impartial" has also been used in him.
My teacher Han is like this. Not only I like and love him, but others also like and love him, because he is our good friend and our students' favorite good teacher! His name will be engraved in my heart forever!
4. My teacher writes 500 words (at least 3 teachers) in the overall order of my teachers.
I have a dear teacher. She is my head teacher and my Chinese teacher. We all affectionately call her Xiang teacher.
Teacher Xiang is of medium height, beautiful and gentle, fair-skinned, with a high nose, always wearing a bunch of curly hair, and a pair of big eyes are bright and radiant, smiling and curved, like a crescent moon, beautiful and charming.
Responsible, patient and caring for teachers.
In class, Xiang always discusses the content of the text with us, and sometimes he is humorous with us! When reading the text to the teacher, she has a beautiful voice, standard Mandarin and rich knowledge. If we have different understanding of the reading of the text, she will also analyze it carefully and discuss it with us.
Teachers are always patient. Once we have any questions we don't understand, she will explain them carefully until we understand them.
I remember once, when we were in the tree last year, a classmate suddenly raised his hand: "Excuse me, teacher, what is the main point of this fairy tale?" "Well, the classmate sit down, please, you ask this question very well. Now I will give students three minutes to think carefully, concentrate and find answers from the text. " 1 minute passed, and a classmate understood that a man should keep his word. "Yes, that's just one of the reasons." After 1 minute, another classmate said; "Be a man and cherish friendship." "Yes, what is missing?" Finally, classmates, you all said it, and I also said it, but we haven't found the third truth yet. At this time, the teacher smiled and said to us; "Students, please think about it. Trees turn into light, bringing people light. What spirit does it have? " "me!" Suddenly, many hands were raised in the classroom. "Come on, Yang, tell me." "Be a dedicated person!" I answered loudly. "Well, that's good. Please sit down. " Speak kindly to the teacher. "People should not only be honest, but also cherish the friendship between friends. The most important thing is to have dedication. Students, we should be like birds and trees when we are young, so that we can have more friends when we grow up! How happy I am! Right? "
Be serious and patient with the teacher, and care about us as much as your mother.
Whenever a classmate feels unwell, ask the teacher to send him to the infirmary. If the situation is serious, he will call his parents immediately. Before parents come, they will always care about the teacher until they take their classmates to the hospital. I remember one time I had a bad cough. She asked me if I had a fever due to injection, told me to drink more water, and met my mother after school and told her that she must go to the hospital for examination.
The Chinese class with the teacher made me understand a lot of knowledge. The language taught to teachers, like a cup of green tea, exudes a faint fragrance and is full of green; Xiang's Chinese class seems to make people taste a glass of sweet wine, which is memorable. ...
Like a gardener, Xiang teacher waters the flowers of our motherland with painstaking efforts; Like a teacher's guide, take us into the ocean of knowledge; Teachers are like mothers, caring for our growth.
5. The composition topic of the fourth grade of primary school is "My hardworking teacher", our hardworking teacher.
Teacher' is an admirable name and the head teacher of our class. Is the first teacher I admire. In these five years, how many days and nights have teachers accompanied us? The teacher gave us knowledge only to let us have a good future.
Teacher Qin will try to rehearse every group activity, such as the dance program on Children's Day on June 1st, the parent-child sports meeting, etc. Teachers will carefully rehearse such programs, and what impressed me most is Children's Day in Grade Five.
The teacher went to look for this song immediately after receiving the notice. When we were still playing, we had no idea that Teacher Qin was still preparing the program. When Mr. Qin is ready, we will officially start rehearsing. Mr. Qin once again shouted himself hoarse for us, but we couldn't sing well. Mr Qin had the cheek to invite Mr Liang. Teacher Qin told us that Teacher Liang is resting at home now, but he uses his rest time to help us rehearse. I also heard from the teacher that Mr. Liang's music can be sung very well. Let's cooperate well. Sure enough, under the guidance of Teacher Liang, our music has made great progress, but there are still many students who make trouble during rehearsal. ...
Time flies, and finally it's Children's Day, but Mr. Qin is still worried about whether our program can get good results. We got on the stage and stood up, and the music began. This time, we sang the music seriously, which is also the hard work of us and Teacher Qin for so many days. ...
Ha ha ha ha ha, this time we won the first prize again.
Teacher Qin, your hard work for so many years has finally paid off. Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others.
6. My teacher's total composition score is 400 words, and she is anxious about my teacher, my primary school head teacher. She is short and thin, with bright eyes and likes to talk big.
If we make a mistake, she will use "golden words and jade words" to persuade us to correct it, and it is what we are most afraid of. So we try not to make mistakes and observe discipline.
And the teacher was also rated as "three good teachers"! I remember one winter, it snowed heavily, which really could be called goose feather snow. My classmates and I shouted and ran out.
Wow! It is really cold! I can't help shivering. It was so cold in the room that I put on a white, thick and silver hat early.
Speaking of this, I suddenly thought of a poem by Xie An in the Jin Dynasty-a sentence in the poem Ode to Snow: "What is snow like?" It can simulate the air difference of salt spraying. "At this time, my primary school class teacher hit my arm with a snowball and called me" XX, come on! Do you want to compare? " I flew into a rage and immediately hit back. The snowball was impartial and hit the snowball that she didn't throw in her hand.
I cried, "You know what I can do!" But she said, "What's the matter? Look at me! " As soon as the voice fell, a snowball brushed past my ear with lightning speed. I don't admit defeat, and I beat her with a shotgun.
She used a trick of "hiding" and hid somewhere. "pa"! A snowball hit my back, but there was no one there.
In desperation, I used the killer "foreign aid". Soon, a classmate secretly told me the teacher's position. I hit the teacher in the leg with a trick of "taking photos across the mountain" The teacher smiled and said to me, "Yo! XX's brain is very flexible! If you put this idea into your study, you will definitely achieve excellent results! " I said to my teacher, "Don't worry, teacher!" " I promise you to study hard in the future. "
The teacher smiled at me and went back to the classroom to review with me. Although my primary school head teacher is very ordinary, she is so great in my heart.
7. Unforgettable teacher, the sixth grade composition is illustrated by total score and score. About 600 words, wandering with parents. I have been to many places and seen many things that make me happy, but in my heart, there is always an inexplicable wave, that is, the wave of homesickness.
My hometown is in the north, so it will snow heavily there in winter. I like snowflakes, so naturally I feel that winter in my hometown is the most beautiful, and I often think of various game scenes in my hometown in winter.
I remember that winter, my parents and I went back to our hometown, just in time for a particularly heavy snow. My parents took me and my friends along the path in front of my grandmother's house. We stepped on a string of footprints in the snow. It's all white around, and the dry ridge in the distance has become white. We walked and played with the snow, and the sound of frolicking came and went. Later, we made a big snowman in the persimmon garden in front of grandma's house. Although it is not decent, we are still very proud. After all, this is the result of our first cooperation. The snowman's hair is messy straw, his eyes, nose and mouth are full of beans, and he has no arms and ears. That's funny. That's funny. Later, we started snowball fights, divided factions and started fierce battles. Because my mother was in our group, we quickly won the first group. But in the second game, mom transferred to another school and we lost. But we refused to admit defeat, and let our little brother make snowballs. We only smashed them and won easily. -So we ran and played together and even forgot the time to go home.
What impressed me in my hometown was my small courtyard. There are tall fig trees and persimmon trees in the small courtyard, and some beautiful Chinese rose flowers are planted beside the trees. Our family often sit next to the Chinese rose and chat. According to my mother, I didn't understand flowers when I was very young. That year, the Chinese rose bloomed in the yard, and my father hugged me to enjoy the flowers. I didn't expect to eat flowers when they suddenly opened their mouths. My family started to get a big shock, and when they understood it, they all laughed at me for being greedy. Even now, they sometimes make fun of me for it.
The more I think about these happy and sweet things, the more I feel as if I have returned to my hometown.
8. A composition that describes the interesting things of the teacher in the form of a total score. Our science teacher is very distinctive. His dark eyes are very magical, and his tall nose stands upright, which is very beautiful. Adidas shirt and a pair of blue jeans, which are unchanged every day, look very healthy and sunny.
It is he who has taught us science since the third semester. He has a pet phrase, which he says no less than forty or fifty times in each class, and that is: "Yes!" After asking this question, I said, "Yes!" After reading that knowledge, "Yes!" After summing up, it is another sound-"Yes!"
It is this "right" that leads to a joke.
One day, we knew that the next class was science, so we all gave up playing time and started reading science books. Because my classmates, including me, love to play and know that science teachers will test some knowledge in every class, so they have to recite it between classes.
The teacher pushed the door and came in, and the students in the class immediately sat down.
After a while, I finally passed the first difficulty-memorizing knowledge. Generally, teachers will only address students with number four as if they have a grudge against them, but it has nothing to do with me-my student number is 5 1.
The teacher began to review his knowledge. He reviewed a place and said, "Yes!" Usually, the teacher asked us to answer "yes", but this time, he pointed to an unconnected circuit and asked us, "Is this circuit connected?" Students just answer: "Yes!" This is wrong. So he waited for his classmates to answer "no".
Really, no student listens to the teacher because we don't like him when we hear "Yes!" They all replied with one voice: "Yes!" I am no exception.
This time, the classroom was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Generally, if you get the right answer, the teacher will continue to talk, and this time, the teacher said nothing. After a short silence, he suddenly struck the table, pointed to the broken circuit and asked heavily, "Is it through?" "No ... No," the students said in unison, realizing what the teacher had just asked.
I was cheated by the teacher's plan this time!
Next, the students listened carefully for fear that the teacher would try to play tricks on everyone again.
9. Write down my school in the form of total score. Our school is a beautiful and rich sea of knowledge and a happy and warm family. I am a member of this big family.
Every day when I come to school, I will hear the etiquette team respectfully shout "Hello, teacher", which sounds very refreshing. Walking into the school gate, I saw clusters of red morning glory reflected in front of my eyes, emitting a fragrance. The walls on both sides of the school gate are covered with red Parthenocissus tricuspidata, which is full of autumn. Behind the morning glory is a five-star red flag fluttering in the wind. Every Monday, when I raise the national flag, I see several brothers coming with neat and orderly steps and standing under the bright five-star red flag to raise the national flag. Elms were planted on both sides of the flagpole. Tall elms are like handfuls of flower umbrellas, which can not only shelter from the rain, but also shade the sun and beautify our campus. Really covers everything.
Further inside is our teaching building. Because it has just been painted, the colors are particularly bright, orange and blue, which makes the teaching building look brand-new. It's like changing new clothes for the teaching building. Putting colorful flags on the roof is like bringing a beautiful crown to the building. When I walked into the teaching building, my ears were full of students' reading sounds, which was really charming!
After visiting the teaching building, go east and you will arrive at our happy playground. It's extremely spacious here, and a circle is 400 meters. Every year, in the June 1st National Games, there are many students' hard work and sweat on this wide playground. No matter how big the playground is, they insist on running down to win glory for the class. There is a football field in the middle of the playground. Every time there is an activity between classes, this is the most lively place. Some students jump rope, some jump, some kick shuttlecock, some whisper and talk to each other. Think carefully, there are cheers and sighs from the students here, which all represent how colorful the students' lives are!
Our campus not only has beautiful scenery, but also has a colorful life, a comfortable and quiet learning environment, and a hard gardener to raise us. I am proud that I live in such a happy family.