The teacher accompanied me to grow up with tender words, and the breeze and willows swayed; How much time, fleeting, silent flowers, moist without trace; I can only keep this love in my heart.
When you fall, you have the comfort of the breeze; When you are narrow-minded, you have a sky-like mind; When you are happy, you have a sunny smile; When you succeed, there are words of your sincere blessing. Teacher, in my heart you will grow up with me forever.
Just stepped into the door of junior high school, novel and timid. Just then, a woman came into my sight. She looks ordinary, with bright black eyes and kind eyes. You can tell at a glance that she must be an amiable person. Unexpectedly, she turned out to be our Chinese teacher-Miss Pan.
In my impression, Ms. Pan has always been an elegant and intelligent woman and has been very kind to us. She has never been angry or scolded anyone, but that time, Ms. Pan was furious, as if Gan Kun had moved a lot.
That was when I was in Chinese class. I saw Mr. Pan's expressionless face, angry eyes and a stack of exercise books in his hand. He angrily pointed at the pile of unqualified homework and said, "Look at you people! How did you finish your homework yesterday? ! Don't you even understand the most basic imitation? Hmm? Yesterday's homework is all rewritten today! ! ! "My god, I've never seen Miss Pan so angry. What's more, there is my notebook in that pile of unqualified homework! I was so disappointed that the scene of the teacher standing on the podium and getting angry was shown in front of my eyes again and again. Alas … I really let the teacher down this time. When I got home, I opened Ms. Pan's space and looked at her. Those warm words encouraged me, as if to cheer me up, try to do better in the future, and never let the teacher down again. So, I got active and sent my composition to Teacher Pan's mailbox. The teacher carefully revised the comments and sent them to her space. It turned out that the teacher didn't look at others over my head and was still paying attention to me! So I made up my mind: to be a filial person as much as I can, I should not only be filial to my parents but also to my teacher, because the teacher is like your second parent, who is selfless for you and reassuring the teacher.
It's been two months since school started. In these two months, you have taught me a lot, a lot. ...
Teacher, you taught me to be calm. Coping with difficulties is your motto. You told us, "Suffering is a university that no one wants to go to, but those who graduate from it are the strong ones in life." In my eyes, you are the strong one! When you encounter difficulties, don't shrink back, and face life with a smile. You have suffered from facial paralysis and hyperthyroidism, but you have come to this day with that strong perseverance. You make me admire!
"Maple Tree" is your endorsement. You said, "life should be like a tree, independent and strong, and grow into a landscape that people look up to!" " You often tell us about the maple tree in my hometown, saying that it grows on a big stone bag, saying that you saw it with your own eyes, breaking the stone and rooting it deeply, and educating us to grow into a landscape like a tree and have hope! In fact, you don't have to look up at others, you are also a landscape. I remember that open class, you wrote a poem for Liquidambar formosana and read it to us. Listening, my nose was sour, my eyes were red, and my tears fell down in disappointment. Yes, your story touched us and taught me to be grateful. It is you! Light a lamp for my soul!
Teacher, you taught me to cherish. Before, I didn't know what to cherish until I met you in junior high school! Just let me know what treasure is. Six years of primary school passed in a hurry, until graduation broke up with my classmates, and that inexplicable feeling came to my mind. Can people only cherish it if they lose it? No, it's not. The so-called treasure is to satisfy what you have, and what you have is the best. Don't always eat in a bowl, think in a pot, and always feel dissatisfied. In fact, what you have is the best, not what you can't get is the best.
Thank you, Miss Pan! Taught me so much!
You are everywhere in life and study. Your warm embrace is the cradle of my growth, and your selfless love is the driving force of my progress. Teacher, you will always grow with me!
After the teacher grew up with me for two hours, I was divided into eight classes a year. As we all know, in that class, there is a most strict teacher in the whole school. -Miss Liu.
The teacher is still correcting homework. She is very tired, but she can't calm down when she thinks that her classmates are anxiously waiting for their roll papers. Finally, she made up her mind: she must approve!
Seeing the teacher holding the paper, we thought to ourselves: Who got full marks again? But, but, who noticed the teacher's dark red eyes! Teacher, how respected you are in our hearts!
I remember when I was in the third grade, the teacher suddenly said to us who were doing our homework:% 26ldqu Yesterday, the Education Bureau decided to change the final exam to the day after tomorrow. It doesn't matter, but it stunned us. Why? Because the day after tomorrow is Sunday, the teacher will lead us again:% 26ldqu review, review, review again! % 26rdqu! We feel bad, but you don't want to think about it. Isn't the teacher uncomfortable, too? She has to work overtime for two days to lead us to review!
Another day passed, and the teacher led us to review in the afternoon. Suddenly, the school bell rang. The teacher suddenly sat in the chair. Say:% 26ldqu, I wish you good results in the final exam! Suddenly, I saw tears in the teacher's eyes!
The teacher is Ding Yuan, who nurtured our grass. The teacher is a bowl of hot milk, which gives us warmth in the cold winter; Teachers are like our mothers, training us to grow up!
The teacher grew up with me!
The teacher accompanied me to grow up. Speech 3: "Spring silkworms will weave until they die, wax will turn to ashes, and tears will begin to dry." This is a famous sentence by Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, praising the spirit of obscurity and selfless dedication of spring silkworm and candle. In fact, there is a kind of people in life who, like them, are selfless and dedicated. They are the "engineers" of the human soul-teachers.
Some people compare teachers to hardworking gardeners, cultivating the flowers of the motherland; Some people compare teachers to chalk, sacrificing themselves to facilitate others; Some people compare the teacher to a hard-working cow, who cultivates the land in obscurity ... Tao Xingzhi, a famous writer and educator, once said, "Come with a heart, without half a blade of grass." Isn't that what people's teachers say?
"One tree in a year, one tree in ten years, and one tree in a hundred years." Millet can grow in one year, trees need 10 years, and it takes a hundred years to cultivate talents. You can imagine how difficult it is for teachers to train us! In order to do a good job in each class, how much energy and materials the teacher spends before class every day; Correcting homework can be described as meticulous, sometimes even late into the night. Teachers' dedication is selfless and cannot be measured by "workload"! The teacher's work is infinitely extended and cannot be measured by time! If you want to ask who is the most difficult in the world, the answer must be our most beloved teacher!
Teachers are disseminators of human civilization. It is the teacher who teaches us the truth of being a man; Is a teacher who teaches us scientific and cultural knowledge; Is a teacher, guiding us in the direction of progress; It is a teacher who leads us to a bright future ... a century-long plan, education-oriented. This shows that the state attaches great importance to education. It can be said that one's life is inseparable from education. From the top leaders of the country to kindergarten children, no matter who they are, no matter how high their status is, they can't do without education.
Teachers play an important role in our growth. When we failed, the teacher swelled our sails; When we succeed, the teacher shares the joy of success with us; When we make mistakes, the teacher patiently and carefully sets the course for us; When we are complacent, the teacher is our sober agent. Teacher, you are both our good teacher and our good friend.
As the saying goes: "One day as a teacher, life as a father." Parents are our closest people, so the teachers are different. We should know, trust, love and respect teachers.
On the occasion of the XX Teachers' Day, I sincerely wish all teachers in the world a happy holiday! Happy Teachers' Day!
Dear teacher, the engineer of human soul, it is my great happiness to have your company on the road of growth. I think of you again in the fragrance of flowers.
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I still remember when I was babbling, my mother sent me to kindergarten, where I met my first teacher, Miss Zhou. At that time, the teacher was in his early twenties and was very modest.
I remember when I was a child, I often fell behind, and my teacher would always come to me and gently hold my hand. At that time, I felt that I was holding soft petals, and the teacher let go of my hand. I smelled the residual flowers in my palm, which was still fragrant. I want to go on like this. I thought I could walk. However, everything has its own rules, and I still can't change the fact that I'm going to graduate, just as I can't let flowers stay on the branches forever, and flowers and I will still leave. When I graduated, I was sad and scared: sadly, I can't hold the teacher's hand anymore, but I'm afraid I can't walk alone.
Fortunately, God didn't treat me badly. From the moment I entered primary school, I knew another good teacher who grew up with me-Miss Lang.
The teacher is very strict with us, and the "Little Sun" medal is a testimony to our performance in all aspects. Every time I see my full "little sun", I feel a sense of pride. In order to keep the "sun", I gradually changed myself and learned to look before you leap. I seldom make mistakes again. The teacher showed me the right direction.
The head teacher teaches Chinese, and she can always take us to a picturesque state in class. I still remember the Lijiang River, which was so quiet that I couldn't feel the flow, and the charming Shuanglong Cave in Jinhua. I still remember ... but what influenced me the most was that she taught me the truth of being a man. I remember what she said to us on graduation day: "to be a successful person, failure in anything is not failure;" If you fail in life, success in doing anything is not success. "It is precisely because of the teacher's inculcation that I have my own principles and no longer rely on others.
I still remember that year, wisteria was in full bloom, but when I left the campus, it was scattered all over the floor. Inadvertently found that six years later, I am not the original me. Bloom flowers fall, prosperity is only a moment, purple bead curtain, brushed my heart, leaving a faint fragrance, just for treasure, in mind. My path of growth has also left my teacher's footprints.
On the road of growth, six years, maybe, is very long, maybe, very short. The most innocent time of that year has passed, but some memories will never be forgotten They are entangled in my heart and I can't get rid of them. The wind and rain all the way are unforgettable, but how can we forget the memories? Now separated, although still in a city, but because of the increase in school, I can't always visit my teacher. I remember that when I went back to school to see the teacher, the teacher was teaching the first grade children. I seem to see myself in these younger brothers and sisters. I only blame that I didn't cherish it at the beginning, and I didn't know it was precious until I lost it. Perhaps, what is lost is always the best. Someone said, "Everyone has a place in his heart that will never end." If you can, hope will never be lost. I want my teacher to grow up with me again, even if it's only a short distance.
The rain fell on the ground, breaking into colorful memories. In my memory, my teacher accompanied me and walked on the road of growth. I am deeply attached to the flowers.
I still entered middle school and started my junior high school life.
My junior high school teacher, Miss Wang, is actually more like our big sister next door. Although she is strict, she does it for our own good. The junior high school teacher is not around, but the nuances can still reflect our concern. Just last week, a classmate in the class had a fever and the teacher asked her to go to the infirmary. Then, the teacher personally asked her about her illness and reminded her to take medicine on time. When physical education class was playing basketball with some classmates, he accidentally broke his finger, and the teacher's concerned eyes remained undiminished. I see, she is another person who accompanied me when I was growing up. This road is also colorful and dazzling!
It's another year of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, recalling my growing process in the fragrance of flowers, which is full of teachers' love, and they have turned me from an ignorant little girl into an independent little adult. Looking back now, the bitterness of struggle is nothing, but the teacher is still beautiful and moving in my heart. I want to be a teacher. In the future, I will accompany some children to grow up, because my teacher will accompany me to grow up.
Thank you, teachers who grew up with me. Even if the sky were to fall and the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled, even if I lost my memory, I would never forget the road you walked with me, which was the greatest attachment and the best memory in my life!
The years are quiet, and the teacher grows with me.