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Teacher's gift

The teacher is the gardener, diligently cultivates our next generation. Although teachers can not be as well-known as famous scientists, nor can they be as eye-catching as actors, they spend all their energy on our generation. This is not teacher's Day is coming, I want to prepare a gift for my teacher.

What can I give you? I think about it and scratch my ears. In the end, what I want to give to my teacher is a piece of calligraphy. I took rice paper and a brush, polished the ink and prepared to write. I'm going to write the six words' gardener, instruction, unforgettable '.

When I write about the gardener, I think of a thing that happened half a year ago: I remember when I was in calligraphy class, I always scribbled. Mr. Lun came over and didn't criticize me. Instead, he gave me a smile and said: 'Yan Shiying, don't do this. Calligraphy is a treasure of human beings.' When I heard this sentence, I seriously studied calligraphy. Now, my calligraphy level has improved by leaps and bounds.

When I wrote about education, an unforgettable thing came to my mind, which still reminds me: when Mao Zijie and I read the manuscript of the red scarf radio station, we laughed. Mr. Shen severely criticized us and said: 'remember, the red scarf radio station is a solemn thing, you actually laughed, What's the style? The content of this page is pushed by "read. 4hw. Com. CN"! " When I heard this sentence, tears came down involuntarily.

When I write about unforgettable, another one is unforgettable. In the fourth grade, teacher Li took over our class. She had to get up very early every day to give us lessons. At night, she went to bed very late. She had to correct our homework. She could only sleep five or six hours every day! Here I want to say to Mr. Li: 'Mr. Li, don't be too tired. Your body will become more and more fragile day by day.'

Yes! Every night, the teacher is always correcting the homework under the light, and the homework book is marked with red hooks, isn't it the best evidence? They are like our guiding lights, shining our way forward; Teachers, like our sea, teach us what they know. Here, I want to say to each of your teachers: 'I wish you a happy Teacher's day, happy every day, and a good mood every day.' Today is teachers' day. Wang Nan looked at the blooming chrysanthemums in the garden at home and thought that was the teacher's kind smile. In front of her eyes, it seems that teacher Li made up lessons for herself last year.

It was in the middle of winter. The wind kept whistling, as if a big monster was going to swallow everything. The blizzard beat the shutters with its dry, hairy wings. Wang Nan, who has always been very weak, just got a bad cold at this time and was unable to go to school. But it's the end of the semester. How can I go if I'm left behind? So Wang Nan stares at the window, hoping that someone will make up for her. 8:00, 9:00, 10:00 & hellip& hellip; 12 o'clock passed, but still no one came to make up for their lessons. Wang Nan shook his head in disappointment. Suddenly, a sudden knock on the door will pull Wang Nan back to reality, she quickly get out of bed, put on a coat, open the door for the visitors. Ah, it's Miss Li! Wang Nan's eyes suddenly wet: Teacher Li's home can be three kilometers away from here! In such cold weather, there must be few taxis and buses. How did Mr. Li get here? Wang Nan looked out of the window, only to see a ragged, already covered with snow bike, ah, Miss Li is riding her bike that has been used for more than ten years! Wang Nan could not help but shed tears.

When Li saw that Wang Nan was ill, she opened the door for her and burst into tears. She quickly helped her to bed and said: 'Wang Nan, you are ill. Now it's very cold. It's warmer in bed.' A few simple words made Wang Nan cry. Mr. Li quickly helped Wang Nan wipe away her tears. After a few words of comfort, he began to give a lecture for Wang Nan.

Wang Nan looked at teacher Li's lips, which were blue with cold, and lectured for her one by one. A warm current came to her heart: what a good teacher! For the sake of students' study, even if they are tired, they should help students to improve their study. Therefore, Wang Nan studied this' lesson 'very carefully and did not fall behind at all. When he recovered, he just caught up with the final exam, and Wang Nan got the second place in the class! It's all due to Mr. Wang.

Thinking of this, Wang Nan quickly took out the scissors, cut off the chrysanthemum in the garden, tied a beautiful bow on the stem, carried a schoolbag on his back, and ran to the school quickly - to the teacher's office to send the most beautiful and colorful bunch of roses to the teacher! Gift for teachers 400 words teacher's Day is coming, Xiao Ming is thinking about what meaningful gift to give teachers? The teacher said that students were not allowed to spend money on gifts.

At this time, Xiaoming's mother is going to buy waste products, such as pop cans and Coke bottles. As soon as Xiao Ming's eyes brightened, he thought that he could use the waste products to make some handicrafts, which was not only meaningful, but also free to buy.

So Xiao Ming said to his mother, "Mom, please give me these waste products!" The mother was surprised and asked, "silly child, what do you want these waste products for?" Xiao Ming said: 'I want to make crafts and give the seat gift to the teacher.' Mother gave the waste to Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming ran to his room and called Xiao Gang and Xiao Mei. Xin Gao said in a row, "I have a lot of waste here. We can make some handicrafts as gifts for teachers." Xiaogang and Xiaomei agreed.

Xiao Ming went to the kitchen to call his mother and said, "Mom, after a while, will you guide us to make handicrafts?" Mom said, "OK.".

Xiaogang and Xiaomei come to Xiaoming's house. Xiao Ming said, "let's start!" Xiaogang, Xiaomei said: "good!"

Xiaomei wanted to make a beautiful vase for her teacher, so under her mother's careful guidance, she first cut the top part of the can, and then made the bottom part into strips. Then cut a circle from the big coke bottle and stick a thin strip on it.

Under the guidance of his mother, Xiao Ming made a pot of flowers. He first cut the bottom of a large coke bottle, then cut out a thin strip, and finally folded a colorful jasmine flower.

Xiao Gang made a greeting card with waste paper shell and wrote his blessing on it.

The next day at school, teachers Kua Xiaoming, Xiao Gang and Xiao Mei gave meaningful gifts. Teacher, the gift of teacher's Day is 1100 words. The pendulum clock has already struck 12 o'clock. At this time, most people go to sleep and go on holiday. But Hong Chen leaned on the head of the bed and couldn't sleep

Alas, tomorrow is teachers' day. All the students have prepared exquisite gifts. Even Li Jia, the most difficult one in the class, has prepared a small gift. What should I send? Alas & hellip& hellip; When Hong Chen thought about it, he fell asleep unconsciously & hellip& hellip;

Suddenly, Hong Chen woke up. She looked at the clock. Oh, it's only four o'clock. It's still dark before dawn. But Hong Chen couldn't sleep & hellip& hellip;

No way, Hong Chen had to get up in the dark. What should he send? Greeting card? Oh, no! Many people send cards. What about an oil painting? Cough! No time! FLOWER?! My God? It's too vulgar for so many students to send flowers! What are you going to send?! You can't be vulgar, and you have to make a good gift for the teacher in a short time. What are you sending?!

Ah! Yes! Don't you know how to make origami? Then, give a heart-shaped paper to the teacher! It's better to write down the blessings and apologies for your failure to buy a gift for her.

Oh, no, No. A piece of writing paper. It's very cold. Hey, hey, fold a few more flowers!

yes! That's it! Although the quantity is relatively large, with their good literary talent and skilled skills, they will probably finish this masterpiece in a short time!

Hong Chen's heart suddenly cheered up. She immediately changed her pajamas, put on her school uniform and ran to her desk.

What is she doing?!

Ha! So she wants to cut paper!

She wanted to give her own chrysanthemum to the teacher.

While doing it, she thought: Although the chrysanthemums she made are not as beautiful as the flowers she bought outside, what she made by herself is more meaningful after all.

It's true that her craftsmanship is really good. She made the flowers in a short time. These are two beautiful bunches of chrysanthemums, a total of 62. 62 flowers represent the blessing of the whole class to the teacher. One of them is yellow, representing the female students; A bunch of blue; On behalf of male students.

Oh! How creative!

Ah! Come on, come on! Write! Hong Chen cleaned his desk a little in a hurry, spread out the paper and began to write to the teacher!

…& hellip;

By this time, it was 6:30 in the morning. Hong Chen immediately put on his shoes, carefully put the flowers which represented the whole class to the teacher into his schoolbag, and rushed out( Ah, who calls himself in Beijing? I have to take a long ride on the road.)

She went to the entrance of the classroom, looked inside, the teacher has not come to check early reading, then go to the office to have a look! Hong Chen thought. She went to the office and looked through the door. Ah, the teacher was marking her homework! When you come to the class, put away your homework first, and then come to the office immediately to check the homework for the students. Later, you can make time to write the teaching plan for us.

What a good teacher!

Thinking of this, Hong Chen felt a little uncomfortable in his eyes and astringent in his nose. All of a sudden, she heard chairs moving in the office. Then I heard the footsteps & hellip& hellip; What should I do? What should I do?

A spirit, Hong Chen quickly flash to the office window sill. After a while, Hong Chen heard the sound of the door being knocked by the teacher. The teacher left. She must have to check the students' morning reading again.

Hong Chen stood up and saw the globe shaking its big head, as if celebrating the teacher's happy holiday; Oh, the desk calendar is busy changing clothes! He put on a new dress called teacher's day on September 10; The presbyopic glasses, on the other hand, are quietly lying on the textbook of "bed" and looking at her with a smile & hellip& hellip;

Hong Chen gently put two bundles of meaningful chrysanthemums into the teacher's pen.

She thought, teacher, although I am not your best student, but in your festival, I still want to present this gift to you!

I wish teachers all over the world a happy holiday!

I don't have time to play on teacher's day. I'll make it up today! 350 words: a gift for teachers 450 words: a gift for teachers

Teacher's Day is coming. Xiao Ming wants to give a gift to the teacher. But what can I give you? Do you make cards or draw pictures? Later she thought: it's autumn. There are many wild chrysanthemums in full bloom on the hillside behind the house. It's better to pick some wild chrysanthemums for the teacher!

On September 10, Xiaoming got up early. She came to the hillside behind the house. There are so many colors of wild chrysanthemums! Yellow, blue, white & hellip& hellip; Plus the green leaves, it's really beautiful. Xiao Ming folded several wild chrysanthemums of each color, a total of 36. Xiao Ming thought: let these 36 flowers represent the wishes of 36 students in our class!

Xiao Ming came to the school with his schoolbag and wild chrysanthemum in his hand. She came to the teacher's office and saw the window open