The so-called teacher "preaches, teaches and dispels doubts". In the long history of 5,000 years, they are like a willing link, conveying the clear voice of history, inheriting national culture and imparting rich knowledge. Even after a thousand years, I can still feel the weight and significance of the book.

Theory of "forbearance"

He taught me patience. Gou Jian, the king of Yue, was once ridden by the king of Wu. He slept on cold dry wood for hundreds of days and nights, thinking and correcting his wavering beliefs. When his dignity and confidence were about to be crushed, bitterness filled his mouth, and he was awake and his eyes lit up. He succeeded in failure after failure. He taught me patience.

The battle of "patience"

He taught me to wait. His father had this baby when he was 90 years old. His father didn't like him, so he was left in the fief to die. In the era when Yao was born, there were no tall buildings, no magnificent buildings, only shabby huts, and no uninterrupted wild animal aggression. He is not in a hurry, he is waiting, just like boiling a pot of soup. It takes a slow fire to produce a strong fragrance. Finally, one day, the tribal leader who lives now couldn't resist the pressure of the Manchu minister and gave him the axe representing rights from his fief. In this patient battle, he succeeded. He taught me to wait.

Learn to "cherish"

He taught me to cherish. That handle can be used as a man who can only draw a fan at the first sight in life. Because of the great power of his father Nalan Mingzhu, his stunning was suppressed by the imperial power. When his childhood sweetheart entered the palace, he knew it was all over. He collapsed. Soon after, the family married him a lady of scholarly family. He still missed the woman in the palace, giving cherries and surprises ... until one day, she died. Since Nalan Rong Ruo married her, she has been with him wholeheartedly. The cold coffin was stitched more and more carefully by hammers and nails. At this time, he remembered her kindness and tasted poems and paintings and poured tea with her. At that time, only Tao was ordinary. Nalan Rong Ruo told me to cherish it.

In the long river of the times, teachers exist in reality, hide in books and disappear in corners. As a teacher, you may not have amazing appearance and monstrous power, but you can certainly "preach, teach and dispel doubts". In the long history of 5,000 years, they are like an endless link, conveying the clear sound of history, inheriting culture and imparting rich knowledge.

Even though we are separated by thousands of years, I still feel that this book exudes a heavy feeling.

2. My teacher's composition is 600 words, Grade One, Fan Wener.

Our Chinese teacher's surname is Li. She is thin and short, and her voice is as soft and sweet as cotton candy. I don't know when I started to fall in love with her and her very vivid class.

I first met her on the first day of school. At that time, I was chatting with my classmates around me, and I didn't notice when the thin figure stood behind the podium. This is, I don't know who shouted "the teacher is coming", so we stopped. I saw the teacher behind the podium, with a straight waist and short curly hair that gave people a playful feeling. She sipped her mouth and looked at us silently. She felt "out of touch". I looked at her with interest, waiting for her to speak. After half a ring, she said faintly, "My name is Li, and I will be your Chinese teacher for the next three years." Say that finish, she smiled gently, like a warm wind blowing through my heart.

But what really makes me like her is something that touches me but is bitter. At the end of the term, we wrote a composition. She has always been slow to correct her composition, and she has to be sentenced to four or five days for a class composition. That time, she finished all the sentences in one night. After the composition was handed out that day, we kept chattering and chatting. She patted the podium several times to no avail. At this time, I clearly saw the loneliness in her eyes, her bloodshot eyes and her slightly swollen right arm.

The next morning, I went to the office to find her, only to find that she was gone. At this time, I heard two teachers chatting next to me: "I heard that Miss Li went to the hospital ... you said that she was sentenced to write all night, and her students ... alas!" I'm Zheng. I know her arm is ill, but I never thought that her illness would be so serious.

In the afternoon, she hurried back to give us a class. She wore a mask, and her eyes lost their former spirits; Her voice is hoarse, and if she says a few words, she will cough a few times and drink a few mouthfuls of water. And her right arm is swollen badly, twice as thick as before! I looked down and couldn't bear to see the bitter picture again. I can even imagine that in the dead of night, a thin figure is squatting in front of the desk, correcting our composition with severe pain. Only then did I understand that she loves us and she will destroy her body for us. Thought of here, I am very sad and moved-not all teachers will do this, which shows how strong her love for us is!

Our dear Miss Li, who has improved our Chinese performance, loves us as much as her mother! Here, I want to praise our Chinese teacher Li Laoshi.

My teacher's composition is 600 words, Grade One, Fan Wensan.

September 3, well, today is another sunny day. As soon as I went out, the sun shone on my body, giving everything in front of me a golden edge. This day is to register for a school, and I am in a particularly good mood. Looking at the blue sky, I thought: Who will my teacher be? Is it a man or a woman? Is it kind or strict?

When I got to school, I found a classroom and sat down casually to chat with my classmates at the front desk. In a short time, a female teacher in her thirties stepped onto the platform. She smiled, her long hair was neatly tied up, her nose was straight, and her gentle and kind eyes were refreshing. Her surname is Xu, and she is our English PE teacher and head teacher. I think she must be a kind teacher.

Xu teacher is very responsible. During military training, our instructor was too gentle and he couldn't express himself clearly, so the effect of our military training was not very good. At this time, Mr. Xu stood up. Xu teacher stood in the line, carefully checking whether our movements were standard or not, and sometimes helping the instructor to shout. A few days later, the teacher lost his voice. Moreover, when we were in military training, whether it was raining or under the scorching sun, xu teacher always accompanied us. She stood beside us silently without an umbrella. In this way, the teacher was not only dumb, but also had a cold and fever, but she did not ask for leave and resolutely came to the playground. When our practice is not effective, the teacher is anxious to let other instructors teach us; When one of us didn't line up and the whole row of girls were kicked, the teacher felt sorry that we were not allowed to be corporal punishment by the instructor. When being collectively punished for push-ups, the teacher said to the instructor, "Why should we punish our class again and let the children in our class get up?" Teachers care about ourselves like mothers, but we are sick. We are ashamed. We can only use the spirit of physical exercise to thank the teachers for their affectionate protection.

Xu teacher's severity was beyond my expectation. One day at noon, two students didn't return to the classroom after lunch, wandering outside, and failed to return to the classroom within the specified time. Two classmates stood uneasily at the door, afraid to move. Standing on the podium, Mr. Xu's kind smile suddenly disappeared, especially his eyes, which crossed his eyes like a knife. Xu teacher coldly asked why he didn't come back to the classroom on time, and then he began to scold loudly until a classmate cried.

This is our teacher, xu teacher. He is responsible and caring for the students, but he is very strict. Junior high school life is a boat, and our classmates in Class 77 are in the same boat, with xu teacher at the helm. I believe that under the leadership of xu teacher, we will definitely reach the successful coast within three years!

4. My teacher's composition is 600 words, Grade One, Fan Wensi.

The bell rings happily, but the students are uneasy: it's time to score again! Miss Wei, wearing a green down jacket, came in with a stack of paper covered with red forks. We became nervous at once. Her small eyes, nose and mouth are very delicate, but at this moment, she looks serious, and we know that she didn't do well in the exam. Teacher Wei frowned and raised his voice and shouted, "Everyone below 80 points will stand up at once! The exam was a mess! ..... Look, how many people are standing, please parents! " I know that's the sentence, but I dodged the bullet. "Now it is proved that the problem has not been studied well, and the later geometric research depends on how you do it?" The teacher shouted at us and the classroom was silent. Everyone is afraid to sigh more. Miss Wei is really strict with us!

From the beginning of school, I noticed that Mr. Wei had a symbolic action, that is, pointing to speak with his finger. Every time I talk about the key points in class, Mr. Wei always stretches out his finger and says, "Listen, the next point is the key point! None of you are right! " When commenting on the lecture, she still held out her finger from time to time, as if to say, "Listen!" She looked at the proof process carefully, as if she were completing an important task. After the lecture, he pointed to everyone and said, "Have you all learned? A very simple problem, you have solved it so complicated, you still don't understand! " Teacher Wei's point of view seems to be on everyone's mind. No one dares to look at anything outside the classroom in class! Teacher Wei's sternness has cast a spell on her fingers.

Every morning, Mr. Wei always checks the cleanliness of his classmates in class. Once, a classmate didn't clean the windowsill for five minutes. Miss Wei stamped her feet in a hurry, grabbed her classmate's paper towel and wiped it quickly. In a blink of an eye, the windowsill was clean and could be used as a mirror. Teacher Wei also educated this classmate: "Do things not only well, but also quickly, don't delay!" Teacher Wei is such a resolute person.

Teacher Wei is very strict with us in class, but after class he becomes a gentle person. I remember one time after the exam, Mr. Wei talked to us. When she called me, she couldn't help being shocked. She shuddered at the thought of her sharp eyes. Come to her side, the teacher told us with a smile, eyes narrowed, gentle words are quite warm, such as sunshine.

This is our math teacher-Miss Wei, a strict, quick and gentle person.

My teacher's composition is 600 words, Grade One, Fan Wenwu.

What impressed me the most was my primary school math teacher, Miss Zhang.

Teacher Zhang is the most beautiful teacher I have ever seen. I was fascinated by her black hair, discerning eyes and two dimples.

She stands at the door of the classroom with a smile on her face and her hair neatly over her shoulders every day. When all the students sat down and calmed down, she stepped onto the three-foot platform that she was keen on. In class, she is humorous and closely related to the theme of the textbook. Once in class, I lost control and muttered to my deskmate because I saw my favorite book in the deskmate's drawer. The classroom was very active at that time, but teacher Zhang's watery eyes noticed me and said, "There is a little bee flying and buzzing in our classroom." I blushed, so I sat up straight Teacher Zhang added, "The little bee flew out again. Let's continue our class. " At this moment, Teacher Zhang gave me a favorable look. Since then, I have never listened carefully in class and my grades have gradually improved.

Teacher Zhang is not only our teacher, but also our friend. After class, many girls surrounded her and told her many things, happy and wronged. After that, Mr. Zhang specially set up a period of time after each formal math homework, so that students can write down their ideas in the exercise book and write down whatever they want to say. And after each writing, there will be a reply from teacher Zhang's kind words when he handed in his exercise book, ranging from four or five lines to one more! This ingenious idea makes our class's formal homework unique and gives us another confidant.

Teacher Zhang is not only humorous, but also strict. Once I lost my notebook, I was very sad and reported it to Teacher Zhang. At this point, the lovely dimples on her face disappeared and her beautiful slender eyebrows wrinkled. When she walked into the classroom, the relaxed atmosphere became dignified. She asked seriously who took my notebook. A girl stood up, and the whole class cast strange eyes. At this time, Mr. Zhang frowned and chatted with the girl for a long time. The girl sincerely apologized to me. At this time, I am not angry at all. Soon, I became good friends with that girl. I think this is all due to teacher Zhang. I don't know what teacher Zhang talked with that girl. But I know that this is by no means an accusation, nor is it a cliche. It is a heart-to-heart communication from the perspective of teacher Zhang.

I wanted to spend six years with Mr. Zhang, but for some reason, I transferred to another school in the fifth grade and never met again. On that day, I didn't even say goodbye to Teacher Zhang. How regretful I am now!

Teacher Zhang, you know that your students have always been very concerned about you and often recall good times with you.