Six years is fleeting. I have grown to six years old. How time flies. Like a breeze, it took away all our six years. In these six years, there is one person I will never forget-Miss Yan.
My time with Teacher Yan is only two short years. She has long hair, a thin face with harsh eyes, a high nose and thin lips, and looks like a fairy in a picture.
Miss Yan is my class teacher. She has been teaching us since the fifth grade. In these short two years, she worked hard for our class and took good care of us in study and life. I remember one time, when I was studying by myself early, a male student in our class suddenly fell ill and was shaking all over. We were all scared at that time. At this time, some students quickly told Teacher Yan that they only wanted to see her soon. I saw the male classmate's teeth biting his tongue tightly. Without thinking, the teacher quickly put his finger in his mouth. The teacher is in great pain. At this time, other teachers also came to help, and Mr. Yan took him to the hospital. After the doctor's treatment, he is safe and sound, but the teacher's hand has been bitten and bleeding. As the saying goes, how can you endure such pain all the time? Afterwards, his parents came to school to thank the teacher, but the teacher said, "This is what I should do." What a touching sentence. Later I heard that if the teacher hadn't put his finger in his mouth, we would have lost him forever. The teacher is great. Through this incident, the teacher is not only a teacher in my mind, but also my relatives and people who helped me in my most difficult time!
Teacher, you are great! You are our pride! We will always be proud of you!
2. People I will never forget
The most unforgettable person is my beloved father, who not only raised me, but also cared for me in every possible way. I will never forget that when I was in danger, I gave up my life to protect me.
I remember when I was more than five years old, one night, because of a cold, I suddenly had a high fever of 40 degrees in the middle of the night, and I was unconscious and had symptoms of snoring. My dad found that I didn't have time to put on my pants and ran away, but he ran too slowly, so he lost his slippers and ran barefoot on the road. He kept calling me affectionately as he ran, and I looked at my father's anxious face with vague eyes on the road. My father blamed himself while taking care of me. I recovered quickly because of timely treatment, but my father's feet were stained with blood by the broken mirror on the road. Another time, my father and I played chess at home. Because I want to win, I said to my father, "Can you give me some?" ? Dad replied: "Tang Xing, it is impossible for you to let others give you chess pieces without thinking, and it will not improve you." I didn't understand my father at that time, but I lost my temper in front of him. Now I know that my father mainly trained me to be calm, calm and think more, and you can also make a contribution.
I still remember these two things clearly, and my father has become the most respected and elusive person in my heart forever.
3. People I will never forget
Time flies, but childlike innocence is still alive. Looking back, you will find that in your life, there are always some people you will never forget, and in the six-year primary school life, the person I will never forget is my aunt in the school infirmary.
Aunt wears a pair of reading glasses and is of medium build. When she smiles, there are two dimples on both sides of her cheeks. She treats people very kindly. Students who are injured due to sports activities or other reasons often come to see her. Like her mother, she carefully lubricated them with medicinal oil. After wiping, she always tells her classmates again and again: "Be careful next time".
I remember one time when I was in physical education class in the first grade, I accidentally fell down while playing basketball, and my calf was bruised and bleeding, which was very painful. While crying, I walked to the clinic with the help of my classmates. My aunt met me as soon as she left the clinic. Seeing that I was so badly hurt and still crying, she quickly helped me into the consulting room. She took me with concern and asked, "Little classmate, what did you do just now? How did you get hurt so badly? " I sobbed and told the story again. She helped me sit on the sofa, then dipped some alcohol in cotton and gently wiped my wound. I kept crying, and she said to me, "Well, don't cry, don't cry. My aunt will make this wound heal like magic. You've seen magic, right? It's amazing. "
Hearing this, I stopped crying at once, but I still asked a little uneasily, "Aunt, is it really so magical?" "Of course!" Aunt said firmly while dealing with my wound. With my aunt, I immediately calmed down and felt that the wound was not so painful.
Then my aunt rubbed me with mercurochrome. She rubbed it carefully, but after all, my wound still hurts and I want to cry. Aunt said, "Let me tell you a story!" I love stories, so I pricked up my ears at once. My aunt told the story of "the race between the tortoise and the rabbit". This story is so good that I was deeply attracted. After listening to it, I found that my aunt had bandaged my wound.
Work at sunrise, rest at sunset, and bloom flowers fall. My knowledge is increasing day by day, and my first year is getting higher and higher. I change it every day, but my aunt in the clinic hasn't changed it. She is still so kind to everyone. Sometimes I forget to bring my kettle to see her. She will give me a paper cup and tell me to drink more water. ...
This aunt in the clinic, I don't know her name, but I will always remember her help during these six years.