Teacher, I always want to say something from my heart to you, but I never find a chance to say it to you. Today, I take this opportunity to express my gratitude to you. Please listen to me slowly.
Teacher, I appreciate your encouragement and kindness. I remember when I did my homework for the first time, a difficult problem came to my eyes. I thought hard, but I didn't think of a solution. When I handed in my homework dejectedly, you noticed my expression. When I told you my difficulties, you didn't scold me. On the contrary, you kindly explained the answer to me, and encouraged me to think hard and use my brain more. With your help, I have formed a good habit of diligent thinking.
Teacher, I appreciate your kindness to my education. As the saying goes, father is like a mountain, mother is like a river, always taking care of us. In my opinion, your love is like spring rain, irrigating our seedlings with the rain and dew of knowledge. Without the hard work of teachers, there would be no advanced science and technology, no tall buildings, or even this beautiful world full of hope.
Whenever I see you correcting our homework and arranging the classroom late at night, my tears have already rolled down involuntarily. When I see your dark eyes, I shed tears again
Teacher, I am here to thank you from the bottom of my heart. At the same time, I also wish you good health and all the best. In the future, more and more beautiful flowers will be watered, and more pillars will be cultivated for our motherland! Thank you very much, teacher! Teacher, I want to tell you who changed us from a timid girl to an independent student? Who turned an incompetent girl into an able student? It's you, Mr. Chen, who turn an ignorant child into a sensible one! You are like a candle burning yourself and illuminating others. You are like a pencil killing yourself and writing us. Looking at the bright bright moon in the dark blue sky, it is like a round lantern, full of beauty and joy, but not satisfied with my words of gratitude to you.
Miss Chen, do you remember? At the beginning of school, I was a very introverted, incompetent and independent girl. Although I was a good student from grade one to grade three, the head teacher only paid attention to my study, but did not pay attention to my ability. The monitor, deputy monitor and squadron leader had no chance with me. For me, it was just a distant dream. But when I first met you, your kindness and your smile were deeply imprinted in my mind.
Soon, the beginning of school, I did not become monitor, and ran for the mathematics representative, there is a trace of loss in my heart, but I do not know that from this time on, it has been a brand-new start that I have never had. After the first unit examination, the paper was handed out. Full thought can be as stable as the original first I, but in the face of the score on the examination paper, stunned. For the first time, I felt that the red ink was so red. That was the 88 points I never got when I was growing up. The first 88 points I got when I was growing up, and the carelessness of 8 points made me sad. Mom and dad know, not very concerned, they just understated to comfort me, told me that people can not test more than 90 points every time. However, they did not know how much the 88 points hit me. I was sad and sad. I was lost, stunned and even inferior. But you, as always, encourage me, comfort me, and try to erase the shadow from my heart. That a bunch of encouraging eyes, that a kind words, are gently soothing my injured heart. I finally escaped from the shadow of darkness and found my true self. You know how grateful I am to you, my dear teacher Chen.
Although I am just a representative of mathematics, but you are not like my former head teacher, you exercise me, exercise my ability in all aspects. If there is anything, you will trust me to do; if there is any competition, you will let me participate immediately; if there is anything to be selected, you will let the students vote by themselves With your training and education, I was elected as a class leader in the fifth grade. At that time, I was really very happy, looking at your loving smile, suddenly want to cry, suddenly have an impulse to rush into your arms.
However, this semester, I let you angry. You assigned us to do class practice, and that night, my mother had a fever. My father went to class, and my mother and I were the only ones at home. I took good care of my mother. I didn't do my homework until my mother fell asleep. It's late. I rub my tired eyes and yawn. I don't know why, but an idea flashed through my mind. After some inner struggle, I clenched my teeth and practiced in class. I left a question to look up in the dictionary. I think it's OK to make it up tomorrow. The next day, you asked me to write the meaning on the blackboard, but I didn't look it up in the dictionary. I don't think I have the face to tell you that I didn't write. Wu Xiao told you when she found out. You let me go back to my seat and seriously criticized the students who didn't look up the dictionary last night. Although you didn't name me, I was clear in my heart. I didn't dare to look up in that class. I always felt that there were two hot eyes shooting at me like a sword. My heart is full of regret and sadness. The next class is my favorite class, but I have never been excited, happy or smiling. After class, I summon up the courage to go to your side, head down, to admit your mistake. I thought you would be more angry, but I don't know that the angry look on your face has already been erased, but instead of a loving and tolerant smile. You have forgiven me. I feel much better. Looking at your back, I swear in my heart: "Mr. Chen, don't worry, I will never be like this again!"
Mr. Chen, you are like a bow, but we are arrows. You shoot us hard. Arrow, far away, bow, but bent. "When the silkworms die, the wax torch turns to ashes and tears begin to dry." I will never forget your teaching and your dedication. Thank you, Mr. Chen! I love your kindness, your knowledge, your seriousness, and your bright smile! Teacher, great teacher, you have worked hard! Teacher, I want to tell you that when the silkworms die, the wax torch turns to ashes and tears begin to dry. " Xu teacher, you are like a candle, unknown dedication, sacrifice all of their own.
Mr. Xu, some words have been buried in my heart for a long time. I have no time to tell you. Today, I want to open my heart and express myself to you! Mr. Xu, on weekdays, you break your heart for our growth and study. You can often see your busy figure in the school. When the students are sick, they can't do without your meticulous care. Students with poor study can't do without your careful guidance. In a word, you are just like our mother, caring for us. Teacher, I want to say to you: if there is no you, maybe I will abandon myself; if there is no you, maybe I will be so addicted; if there is no you, maybe there is no prospect of my life; if there is no you, maybe there is no today's me; if there is no you Mr. Xu, I want to say to you: every day you walk to the platform with your face pulled, we just have a good mood after class. The content of this page is from "read. 4" hw.com.cn ”Push for you is broken again. How I wish you could smile at this time! The beginning of class, you have been frowning, suddenly called up a student who is deserting to answer the question, that student can't figure out, the answer is wrong. You are very angry. However, we like you to go to the class of pinshe. We know that you let us know more, and let us relax a little bit, so that the students who are away can relax. In this way, the students are not serious, maybe they will drift away in a smile, and the distance between us and you will become close because of this smile. After class, many students ran to the platform, want to talk to you, but a busy you a: "what's the matter?" We are sorry to open our mouth. At that time, how much we wanted you to smile and chat with us! "Smile, ten years less, we will learn better; smile, really relaxed, sad forget." We are flowers, you are hardworking gardeners; we are a fish, you are the sea that nurtures us Here, on behalf of the whole class, please allow me to say: Thank you Teacher, I would like to tell you that Mr. Hua, in my eyes, you are a kind, knowledgeable and docile teacher.
At the beginning of the school year, I saw that Mr. Hua had been leading us to do health work and took us to report. I knew that Mr. Hua would continue to take us. I was very happy!
I remember when I was in the second grade, fuyuanxiang primary school where I lived had to be demolished. I had no choice but to go to tongpujie primary school. Because some students are far away from home, it is not safe to pass a big road on the way to school, so teacher Hua told us: "pay attention to safety when crossing the road." After listening to this, the students realized the deep love of Mr. Hua for us.
I remember one time when Mr. Hua was in class, he checked how well he recited ancient poems yesterday. I was very afraid at this time, because I was not very familiar with the back, afraid of the teacher point me. Unfortunately, the teacher just ordered me. I stood up shivering, "you Zi's coat, my mother's thread..." Before reciting, the students began to laugh, "don't laugh! I believe she can recite it. " With her loud voice, teacher Hua stopped the laughter of her classmates and encouraged me. Looking at her kind face, I made up my mind and finally recited the ancient poems word for word.
Mr. Hua, you care about us, love us and teach us your profound knowledge. You are a good teacher worthy of our love and respect. Teacher, I want to say to you, dear Mr. Zhang,
Time flies. In a twinkling of an eye, six years have passed. In the face of you, the teacher who accompanied me for six years, I have thousands of words in my heart to express. Today, let me use my pen to express my gratitude to you and express my true feelings to you. Six years ago, as a freshman, I came to this strange campus, full of curiosity and fear for the future. It was your kind face, kind words, loving and encouraging eyes that made my little heart feel a little warm and sweet in this strange environment. Over the past six years, you have always worked hard, treated our naughty and naive actions with your love and tolerance, and sowed the seeds of love in our hearts. In the early morning, when the first glow appeared in the East, you were already on the way to school. In class, you told us a lot of new knowledge with your sweet voice. You took us into the garden of knowledge and absorbed the sweet "honey". The students were attracted by your vivid and interesting story and listened attentively. After class, you play with us like a big friend