It's him, it's him, a good teacher in his mind. A good teacher in my mind, like us, is full of vitality. The combination of humor and freedom will make us more intimate and close to him, and his generosity will make him stand up in our hearts gradually.
In my mind, a good teacher has a mind as broad as the sky, which makes the fearful students return to nature. His actions and mind will make the students who made mistakes blush and silently say, "Good teacher!" " "My idea of a good teacher, he has a solid foundation and profound knowledge. In class, he answered questions skillfully, and after class, he answered questions like water, and his classmates denied his knowledge. A good teacher in my mind has unique teaching methods, novel ways of thinking and skills, which not only improves the teaching quality, but also enables students to understand it and innovate-this is another foundation for improvement.
The sea is blue and seabirds are flying. I really hope that at that time, the good teacher in my mind can take us on the beach, the real heart-to-heart connection and the fusion of laughter. I feel it in my body and express it on paper.
Perhaps, a good teacher in people's minds can also make serious math classes become students' favorite, make nervous exams easier and give full play to their true level. China has a history of 5,000 years and thousands of years of educational inheritance. My good teacher is giving us lectures with passionate language, inspiring us to study hard and strive hard for the bright future of our motherland.
I think I heard it. His blood is boiling. A good teacher in my mind doesn't want any paper plastered all over the wall, nor any brand hanging around his neck. He just wants: vitality like us, broad mind like the sky, down-to-earth and solid work, profound knowledge like dangerous peaks, novel teaching methods and close contact with classmates.
As long as they try their best to give us lessons, he is a good friend, at least in my heart.
2. Spring breeze knows that 600 words constitute another spring in my heart. The spring breeze slowly stirred my hair, caressed my cheek and whispered in my ear. My thoughts drifted to the past with this song "Spring Breeze", and your beautiful smile was once again reflected in the lake deep in my memory. The spring breeze is beating, causing ripples.
It was a chance encounter. We met in the early spring of February. The sunshine is charming, the spring breeze embroidery is full of vitality, and it is full of the fragrance of peach blossoms. You are wearing a long pink dress, standing on the stage of the speech contest, like a fairy. Your self-confidence and calmness seem to turn you into a flying butterfly, which makes me marvel and admire. I am one year younger than you, but I am also a player in this competition. Timid, under your influence, I loosened my clenched lips and smoothed the newly folded skirt. When I stood on the stage, I couldn't help feeling a little nervous. You stood under the stage, staring at me with encouraging eyes, giving me your thumb again and again, as if to inject strength into my heart. I was encouraged and showed my strength brilliantly. "You are great!" As soon as I get off the stage, you hand me these three words that move me. From then on, you and I became friends, and I became as confident as you.
At this time, the spring breeze wafted from my face, mixed with warmth and tenderness, and I couldn't help falling into the deep affection of February.
Yes, I know. In the middle of March, we became good friends. Spring breeze blows willow's long hair, just like rustling music; The drizzle weaves diagonally, which is slightly quiet and refined under the background of spring breeze. Your eyes are like a deep pool of water, shining with soft light and gurgling warmth. Your drizzle, like spring breeze, soothes my soul and clears up my depression. You said that failing the exam was nothing; You said that the spring breeze is infinitely beautiful, so why belittle yourself? Your heart is like the spring breeze. Wish me success and be surrounded by spring breeze. I immediately threw away the burden of failing the exam and tried to get good grades.
At this time, the spring breeze came to me, wrapped in rain, and kissed my cheek gently. I also participated in the spring breeze, and I also participated in the parade.
It's the company. In late spring, we were inseparable. On the other side of the spring breeze lake, there are waves of clear waves; Sunlight penetrates the treetops, sifts out stains and spots, and you are about to go to the examination room for the senior high school entrance examination. The heavy pressure has faded your vitality. On that day, under the spring breeze, I took your hand as sandy as jade, put a pure white note in your palm, and closed my fingers. The spring breeze makes my cheeks blush. You opened the note and read my concern and blessing for you, and your eyes gradually oozed light. When you say that you are neighbors to the sky, you don't have to worry too much. The feelings in your eyes are quietly hidden. I am not good at words, I hug you, and you seem to pour your open-mindedness into my heart.
At this time, the spring breeze came to me and stayed with me for a long time with your breath. I can only bring my wishes to the spring breeze.
Your smile is deeply imprinted in my heart, and the memories between you and me are deeply buried in my mind, flowing back warmly, just as comfortable as the spring breeze; Your influence on me is like the spring breeze, which gives me the motivation to move forward.
It's another spring, and the spring breeze is coming. This is the eternal friendship between you and me.
Who knows that my heart has written more than 600 words of narration? Tonight, I became Dou E, but I can't let it snow in autumn.
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I'm a good and smart boy, but I'm a little lazy. I didn't fold the quilt in the morning, so I was called out by the teacher to stand with a large group of equally lazy people. When the teacher was away, a classmate jumped over the wall being repaired and entered the inner courtyard of the girls' dormitory. The carp quickly turned back over the Longmen, which can be described as "unnoticed", but it tickled my heart and wanted to try my own level of climbing over the wall.
In the process of punishment, I was afraid that the teacher would come, and I always endured it. When the teacher told us to go back to sleep and rest by ourselves, I couldn't hold it any longer in bed. I want to experience it, too, or I'll have another chance when the wall is repaired. When I said I was leaving, I immediately got up and came to the low wall above my shoulder. I quickly turned it over. Unfortunately, the headmaster came, and I was so scared that I quickly squatted down in the inner court of the girls' dormitory.
Unexpectedly, the whole process was seen by the principal, and I was caught red-handed. I thought it was nothing serious. I just want to play out of curiosity. But that's just my idea. Their adult thinking is completely different. They insisted that I was a thief, educated me a lot, and even said that they would hand me over to the police. I'm particularly scared. I know what it means to go to the police station I always tell the truth, but they never believe how I climbed into the inner courtyard of the women's bedroom in the middle of the night for fun. I think I must want to steal something.
I ate coptis chinensis. I don't want to go to the police station, but I don't want to be wronged by them. On balance, I chose injustice and admitted that I wanted to steal. That night, they educated me like a thief for a long time, but my heart kept crying. Back to the dormitory, tears welled up. Men don't cry easily, I just feel wronged for myself.
Dare to ask heaven: who knows my heart? Who knows ... my heart? If only it snowed this autumn.
You know what I think. The composition is about 600 words. "In fact, you don't know my heart, just like you don't know the darkness at night during the day …" Hum this song may or may not be my lyrics. In short, this word can really sing my mood.
In the eyes of teachers, friends, family and classmates, I am a good student. Of course, their quality is determined by their scores. Can a few numbers really determine a person's quality, including character? Maybe.
I am illuminated by a seemingly dazzling halo every day. "There is no TV, no computer, no communication with those naughty children …" In fact, you don't understand my heart, and I don't want this. Parents, you don't understand my heart.
As a child, I also want to watch TV and play a game. I don't want to be so tired, you don't want to preach all day, and I don't want to be treated as a "child" by you. I also want to share joys and sorrows with you and solve problems equally ... Teacher, you don't understand my heart. I also want to have a snowball fight with my classmates happily when it snows, and I also want to make friends with my classmates who you think are "bad boys". Even if they are good friends, they will not be said by you that "she will affect you".
I also want to read colorful comic books and go to the fairy tale kingdom far away from me. Under the guidance of the teacher, I sometimes want to take a nap and imagine what to eat at noon ... (Wujiang Zhenze Yilong Redwood-Yilong Literature) Classmate, you don't understand my heart.
I want to establish a real friendship with you, not superficially, but in fact, I am intrigued, afraid that the other party will surpass me. I don't want to do this. I want to make your sincere friends in my flower season ... I think ... I have too many ideas to talk about. I think my youth will be colorful only after experiencing everything. However, you don't understand that in the parents' reproach, in the teachers' eyes, in the students' vigilance, and more importantly, in the shadow of scores, I can only choose to retreat, quietly shrink in the corner with a halo, and continue to be a "puppet", for the comfort of my parents, for the appreciation of my teachers, and for my future! In fact, I really seem to be saying, "In fact, you don't understand my heart!" .
5. Who knows that my heart has written more than 600 words of narration? Tonight, I became Dou E, but I can't let it snow in autumn.
-Inscription I am a very good and smart boy, but I am a little lazy. I didn't fold the quilt in the morning, so I was called out by the teacher to stand with a large group of equally lazy people. When the teacher was away, a classmate jumped over the wall being repaired and entered the inner courtyard of the girls' dormitory. The carp quickly turned back over the Longmen, which can be described as "unnoticed", but it tickled my heart and wanted to try my own level of climbing over the wall.
In the process of punishment, I was afraid that the teacher would come, and I always endured it. When the teacher told us to go back to sleep and rest by ourselves, I couldn't hold it any longer in bed. I want to experience it, too, or I'll have another chance when the wall is repaired. When I said I was leaving, I immediately got up and came to the low wall above my shoulder. I quickly turned it over. Unfortunately, the headmaster came, and I was so scared that I quickly squatted down in the inner court of the girls' dormitory.
Unexpectedly, the whole process was seen by the principal, and I was caught red-handed. I thought it was nothing serious. I just want to play out of curiosity. But that's just my idea. Their adult thinking is completely different. They insisted that I was a thief, educated me a lot, and even said that they would hand me over to the police.
I'm particularly scared. I know what it means to go to the police station I always tell the truth, but they never believe how I climbed into the inner courtyard of the women's bedroom in the middle of the night for fun. I think I must want to steal something. I ate coptis chinensis. I don't want to go to the police station, but I don't want to be wronged by them. On balance, I chose injustice and admitted that I wanted to steal.
That night, they educated me like a thief for a long time, but my heart kept crying. Back to the dormitory, tears welled up. Men don't cry easily, I just feel wronged for myself.
Dare to ask heaven: who knows my heart? Who knows ... my heart? If only it snowed this autumn.
6. Who knew my heart was 700 words? Who knows that my heart is crowded with people. Although there are many acquaintances, how many people can understand me and understand me? Who can spend the lonely summer vacation with me, who can see through me? It is hard to find a bosom friend in life.
Who can listen to me talk about my sadness online? Who can share happiness with me? Who is like me? Who knows me best in the vast sea of people? Although my parents love me, they don't know me. They don't know what I need.
They always think that we children can't. They always use their parents' authority to force us to do anything we don't want to do. I'm not the machine they control. I have grown up.
We are no longer carefree little girls. We can think for ourselves and have our own opinions. Most girls in our class belong to the precocious type.
Me too. I always go out to play with my friends.
After talking to my parents, they didn't agree. They don't understand me and they don't understand me.
I yearn for freedom, and we don't like being bound. I am no longer a little girl who knows nothing.
I have my own opinion. Adults will never understand me. On the surface, they are carefree, but inside? Who knows the sadness inside? I yearn for freedom, but who knows my pursuit of happiness?
I like reading, because the mood in the book is similar to what I think. I hope to have a bosom friend who can chat with me and listen to my sadness.
I like fantasy, because only fantasy can let me find my true self. In the dream world, I will reflect my true self. I long, I hope, I hope ... there is someone in the world who really knows me, even if it is a memory, even if it is the last time, I will leave a beautiful dream ... If someone in the world knows me and understands me, it will definitely not be my parents, maybe Chen Ying and him.
7. Who knows how many people you will meet in this life! Candle-like teachers, intimate friends, taking care of their parents and so on. People say, who knows the wind of inheritance, but who knows the hearts of children all over the world? Maybe close friends know. ...
Sometimes, parents' care for their children will make them feel irritable. Every time in the dead of night, but I am still dragging my tired body to sit at my desk, my mother will ask from time to time, "Haven't you finished your homework yet?" Aren't you going to do it? Do you want to drink some water or eat some fruit ... "Once or twice is acceptable, after all, it is my mother's love for me. But a few more times will make me feel annoyed! Everyone on earth knows that thinking should be coherent when doing problems, and the brain should not have distractions, otherwise the accuracy of doing problems will be greatly reduced. Sometimes when I think about it, it's really annoying! Some problems have almost been solved, but their greetings have become my confusion. ...
What about the teacher? Teachers often just teach students what they should teach in class, and some even invite students to chat privately. Perhaps this is the way for teachers to communicate with students besides attending classes.
After all, friends should communicate with their parents and teachers. After all, they are about the same age, and some worries are often told to good classmates. ...
Hey ... talk to my parents more, and they also say that what I said is "outrageous". I admit, some are, but not all. Our children are really helpless in front of their parents. In front of the teacher? Say what you have to say and do what you have to do. Are you in a good mood to tell your classmates what you are worried about? Maybe they understand, but can they really understand everything?
Who knows my heart? Teacher? Parents? Still a classmate? I think only I know best.
8. Only my friends know my heart. I will meet and know many people in my life, but among these people, apart from my relatives, the only thing I can trust most is my friends.
A friend gives you warm comfort when you are sad. A friend is the most sincere encouragement when you fail. When you lose your direction in life, your friends will guide you faithfully.
Everyone will have a friend in childhood, and I am no exception. In my childhood, I also had such a friend. He will accompany me through every sad moment when I am happy and give me the most sincere encouragement in the world when I fail and suffer setbacks.
In the gray memory, I remember the incident with him. ...
The sun was red that day, and it was a good day to go out to play, but I was "under house arrest" by my mother, doing my homework and thinking about how happy those children were when they went out to play. My mood immediately became extremely bad, and I was absent-minded when doing my homework. My mother saw my absent-mindedness and immediately said, "Don't go out to play until you finish your homework today." I wonder why God is so unfair to me, and others can play outside, but I am under house arrest to do my homework. Suddenly my friend came, which made me overjoyed and couldn't wait to say, ". The friend asked inexplicably, "Why did you copy mine? You have never copied your homework before! I sighed and said, "I'm not forced. I have to finish my homework today before I can go out to play! " It seems that God always likes to play jokes on people who complain, but his friend firmly said, "No, no, I can't borrow it from you. If I borrow it, I will hurt you. I would rather make you hate me than lend it to you. After listening to my friend's words, I also know that he is good for me, but I always feel that it is an empty joy. " I was going to write it myself, but my friend didn't go to play and accompanied me to do my homework. I suddenly sighed, "Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun's". There is a question that puzzles me. I've racked my brains and I can't figure it out. When I was about to give up, my friend seemed to see my heart and said, "Let's cross the bridge when we get there." We can't lose heart. Little by little, guided by my friends, I suddenly realized, but I didn't sigh that "the mountains are heavy and the waters are suspicious, and the willow trees are bright."
Friends, such friends, are all for your own good. If they help you cut corners, they are not doing it for your good friends.
9. You are in my heart 600 words Grandma-you are in my heart.
Grandma is always alone. I like to stay with her and chat with her. When I was in primary school, I would accompany her every weekend or holiday and help her with housework (grandma's legs were bad), although I was very young at that time. At this time, it is so kind to think of the days when I was with my grandmother.
Every morning, when I open my eyes and can't see my grandma, I shout "grandma, grandma." Grandma will say, "Ning, I'm at the door." Then I went down to look for it. Now I think I was so naive at that time, maybe I was afraid of losing my grandmother. At that time, my grandmother was closer to me than anyone else. She seemed to be my support, so I followed her wherever she went. When I was enjoying the cool in the alley, my grandmother asked me to play with those children, but I never went. I always lie on my grandmother's lap, and she gives me a fan. Grandma will tell me everything, no matter what it is, even if I don't understand it, I know grandma won't be bored when she says it, but sometimes I will nag and refute her, but I really want to slap myself afterwards. I know my grandmother was very tired all her life, and my grandfather passed away a long time ago. We used to live with grandma, and then we moved out and asked grandma to go with us, but grandma insisted on guarding her old house, so I decided not to let her be alone. ) During the day, I will play cards with my grandma, and sometimes she can't play, so we just mess around together. Grandma said I cheated, and then she tickled me, so I was very happy. Sometimes grandma will lie down and watch me pick up stones, sew shuttlecocks or write and draw. I can't sleep at night. I like listening to grandma's stories, solve riddles on the lanterns. I can't get tired of telling those stories many times. In this way, I stayed with my grandmother every day of the holiday, never going out by myself, and never looking for classmates to play. At that time, Shazikou was a strange place for me. The little space I was most familiar with was with my grandmother, but I was very satisfied and happy.
But it is inevitable that there will be sad times. After the holiday, I left my grandmother and went to her house. At that time, my grandmother would walk me to the door on crutches. I will see tears shining on grandma's face and her attachment. I can understand everything. I will tell my grandmother that I will be back at the weekend. When I close my eyes at night, I will see my grandmother waving at me at the door, and I will think that my grandmother is alone tonight and can't help crying.
I also learned a lot from my grandmother, especially the sentence "It is difficult to ask for help, but it is difficult to ascend to heaven!" I will always remember that grandma doesn't like asking for help. She can do it herself, so I don't like to bother others now. So far, I haven't said a word "beg" to others, and I don't like people always saying "please", which will make me very disgusted.
Now, grandma is really old and I have grown up, but I can't stay with her all the time. Grandma is still alone, but now she lives in my aunt's house and I feel very happy. Grandma won't be lonely, but I don't want to go often because she is at my aunt's house. I don't know why, maybe I like the feeling of being alone with her.
I like the smell of grandma's house and the feeling of being with grandma. I love my grandma, and many times I can't express my feelings for her.
10. "You are in my heart" 600-word composition I engraved the best and warmest memories in my heart.
Never forget. You, my friend.
There are countless memories about you. We laughed happily together, cried sadly together, and walked countless roads together.
Although we often quarrel and get angry, you always let me go. No matter who is right or wrong, you are always the first to bow your head. When I ask you why, you always smile and say, "There is no need to argue with you.
Why should I argue with you to make you unhappy? "You know what? I heard you say that my heart is warm and happy, but I feel selfish, so I also learned to give you more to make you feel happy. Remember that rare snow in 2009? It was New Year's Day.
The snow we haven't seen for many years finally came to us on this day. The snow is so big and beautiful.
When I was a lazy pig lying in a warm bed, a happy phone call woke me up. You sent me your first blessing on the other end of the phone. The warm current of happiness surrounded me and was not ambushed by the cold current. That's why I told you that the flower language of snow is happiness, because I hope you are happy.
On that snowy night, we made a lifelong promise: no matter what the future will be, we will make ourselves happy, even if we are not for ourselves, we will be happy for each other. On the night of the first day of junior high school, the unexpected guests became very cold because of the snow, but the snow outside didn't stop at all.
It may be an old habit again, or it may be a cold. I'm a little sick, but I ran out of spare medicine at this critical moment. Because it was too late to go out, I had to worry about it indoors. At this moment, your phone hung up. You found something wrong with me, knew I didn't have any medicine, asked what the medicine was called, and then walked through the snow on a cold night. You sent the medicine to me as quickly as possible. Snowflakes fell on you and soaked your clothes and my eyes.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? When I went down to open the door for you, I saw it was snowing outside. You stood in the snow without an umbrella. I held the medicine tightly in my arms, as if afraid that it would get wet by the snow. You look into my eyes, loving and worried, but your hands are wet with snow and red with cold, without complaint.
My heart has been warm, and there is your temperature in my medicine. Happiness surrounds me again. The next day, you were ill.
Regret, remorse and heartache immediately surrounded me. I regret it and hate myself. If I hadn't asked you to buy me medicine, you wouldn't be sick or uncomfortable.
I am so selfish and hateful. But instead of blaming me, you comforted me and told me not to blame myself.
It is very cold this winter. But because of you, all the cold is melted by your temperature, and the rest is warm except warmth.
Even if there will be sadness in the future, even if you and I are not friends in the future, even if we are not in the same city after separation. But the warmth you gave me and the happiness you gave me will still be engraved in my heart and will never be erased.
I will brand you in the deepest part of my heart. You, my dear friend.
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