[part I]: my favorite teacher Tang Yiping
My favorite teacher is Miss Zhang Li. She is our head teacher. She takes great care of me in study. I am very grateful to her.
Since Mr. Zhang became a class teacher and Chinese teacher, there has been less pain. In the evening, we should not be tired of doing homework, so we should assign less homework. When we come to school early in the morning, we should not only speak Chinese to us, but also grade our homework. My teacher is very strict on the plane, but his heart is very gentle.
I love Miss Zhang. She brings us a lot of laughter and let us know how happy life is. Although there are many setbacks in our study, the teacher will take us through safely. Although the teacher is so strict with us, I can feel warm.
Usually we will also be criticized by teachers, but teachers do not really want to criticize us, but to educate us. After this education, most of the students have changed their bad habits. I love my teachers. After living in my alma mater for many years, although I left, my heart is always connected with my alma mater. I will come back to see my alma mater and my favorite teacher.
Thank you, my dearest teacher. You have given me so much help. I will always love you!
[Part 2]: my favorite teacher, Dai Tongwei
My favorite teacher is Liu Hui from Shanghai Dao primary school. She is my head teacher and teaches Chinese. Mr. Liu came to teach in our class in my second grade. At that time, I couldn't read a text. It was Miss Liu who taught me word for word. I don't know what the central idea of the text is. Miss Liu asked me what you got and what you thought after reading the text. I told the teacher that it was very close. The central idea is what the article mainly wrote, highlighted and understood. It is with the method taught by Miss Liu that I can now grasp the central idea of the text accurately.
This year, the flu is coming. Mr. Liu told us repeatedly about the knowledge of influenza prevention. Even so, some students in our class fell ill, and I was one of them. In order not to delay the course, I went to school before I fully recovered. Just after the class, Miss Liu found that I had a bad face and no spirit, so he asked me to go home to rest and tell me the delayed course. The teacher will help you to make it up. We must take good care of the illness. Miss Liu is so concerned about us and protect us from falling behind in our study. We got good results in the final exam this year.
In the past two years, Mr. Liu has been accompanying me to grow up, educate and encourage me. I would like to say: 'thank you, this is my primary school life unforgettable memory'. [Part 3]: my favorite teacher, Zheng Xiaoyun
My favorite teacher is a male teacher. He is very strong, and he writes beautifully. When he speaks, he is very gentle and pleasant to listen to. That is Miss Liu Yinglun. He is very kind.
His appearance is very good. He looks very learned with a pair of eyes. The teacher is very serious in class, his voice is very loud, his eyes are shining like a tiger staring at us, the students are afraid to leave. He is a joking teacher. I remember one time when I went to the class just after eating, and the teacher also went to the class. Then the teacher said: 'it seems that I smell the delicious rice among my classmates, and I want to taste it too! &Lsquo; & rsquo; students listened, everyone holding their stomachs and laughing together.
The teacher also taught us to study hard and listen to the teacher in class. We should not make a small difference. When we go home, we should work hard and study hard to be a good child. When we listen to the teacher and get good grades, the teacher will give us small prizes.
Teacher, I like you, because you are very good to us, thank you for your teaching.
My favorite teacher
Once a year, the final exam is over again. Unconsciously, I have spent four spring, summer, autumn and winter in Jiuqu primary school. I thank all the teachers who have worked hard for my growth, but I love my Chinese teacher Shen Ye most.
She taught us Chinese for two years, but I brought her a lot of troubles in these two years, but she never blamed me from the beginning to the end, always patiently guided me and helped me improve my Chinese performance. I remember one time, my exam was very bad. I think Miss Shen will blame me this time because I failed the teacher's hope. After class, the teacher asked me to go to the office. I was very scared, but what I didn't expect was that Mr. Shen didn't blame me. Instead, he comforted me and said: the results only represent the past. Let's analyze the causes of the mistakes, learn from them, and don't make similar mistakes in the next exam. Then Mr. Shen and I carefully analyzed the causes of the mistakes. Some of them were caused by mistakes. The teacher said: 'these should not be wrong. You can improve your performance next time you correct this problem. '
This is my beloved teacher Shen, a good teacher who has been accompanying us through sad moments, encouraging us, educating us and making us feel warm. She is like a mother of the earth, putting all her efforts on us, cultivating and sprouting our young saplings.
Finally, let me say to you in sincere words: 'thank you, Mr. Shen, for your hard work! We love you forever! '
[Chapter 5]: my favorite teacher, Dong Xuening
In my first to fifth grade, many teachers have taught me, but my favorite teacher is her teacher Wang Yanfeng.
Mr. Wang is very tall, with thick eyebrows embedded in the bright eyes. It's beautiful! Since I saw the teacher at the first sight, I fell in love with her. Mr. Wang is very kind and approachable. Give us a serious lecture in class and play games with us after class. I don't know her, but I thought she was our big sister! Mr. Wang is very kind to all of us. I still remember one thing.
I remember that time, we went to the first floor of the whole grade to practice songs. When I came back, I didn't see a big bucket in front of me. With a sound of "Gudong", I tripped over the big bucket, and the water scattered all over the ground and soaked my clothes. Many students came around and asked me if there was anything wrong with me. I only felt pain in my right leg. The students helped me up. A teacher in front said: 'Miss Wang, one of your students fell down! 'Miss Wang hears the sound and comes over:' yo, what's wrong with our baby? The monitor explained everything to the teacher. At that time, our class was on the second floor. The teacher helped me to the front of the stairs and said: 'come on, I'll carry you. 'I shake my head and step back: & lsquo; no, no, I'm heavy. 'the teacher came up, squatted down and said to me with his back:' come on, come on up, you can't go upstairs at all like this, and we'll have class soon! Come on up! 'I lie on the teacher's back helplessly. On the teacher's back, I heard the teacher's slight breath. A cool wind blows, my hands are cold, but my heart is warm. When I got to the classroom, I had a math class. Mr. Wang called me out and helped me walk in the corridor for several times. After school, the teacher asked a classmate to take me out of the school. In the evening, the teacher called me again to ask about my situation. I was very moved. Mr. Wang cared about me too much.
Someone said: the teacher is like the sun, warming the hearts of all the children. Now I really want to say to Mr. Wang: 'Mr. Wang, I love you! :
My science class and direction finding training teacher's surname is Hu, and others call him "Dahu Dahu", so I also call him "Dahu".
Dahu has short hair, big head, thick eyebrows and a pair of black frame glasses. He has a loud voice and a stiff face all day. He seems to be murderous. In class, if anyone drives a errand, the powder he throws out is a hundred times out. If the class is noisy and it is useless to throw powder and wipe, he will pick up a long steel ruler and clap on the blackboard. The 'Bang' loud noise will go from the sixth floor to the second floor. Everyone is afraid of him, so am I.
Later, I slowly changed my mind. Just learned direction finding, I didn't understand many things, and I didn't have reference materials. I wanted to go back and forth all day, and I didn't know the answer. Finally, I have the courage to send a text message to Dahu. As a result, Dahu has to reply to any letter, and the time to reply will never exceed five minutes. I set up a blog and put a summary on it after every training. After Dahu found it, he came to see it almost every day. Whenever he found my doubts or mistakes, he pointed out and corrected me in time. There was a summary, and his reply even reached a dozen. I remember once, I was not familiar with the technical action of "sweeping the radio station" and there was no radio station at home. I hesitated for a long time, summoned up my courage to send a long message to Dahu, and asked him carefully: can I make up for it. But he didn't reply for a while. There was only one word: 'OK'.
I finally dare to face him. I find that he is actually as careful to every student in the class. In the training, we made mistakes. He can always find and correct them at the first time. Of course, if anyone whispers in the class, his "big Hu Fei powder wipe" stunt will never fail.
Up to now, Dahu is still fierce, but I'm not afraid of him. I know his ferocity. It's just to let everyone study calmly and seriously. It's just that 'hate iron is not steel'. He said a lot, and I always remember what he repeatedly said: the word "serious" is the most feared word in the world.
Some people say that teachers, like gardeners, carefully cultivate the flowers of the motherland; teachers, like candles, light up the way of children's progress with their own light and heat; teachers, like spring silkworms, go to the end of the Silk & hellip; & hellip; I say that all the praise I give to my favorite old teacher, Dahu!