My good teacher's composition 1
There is a good teacher in our class. She is Miss Liu. Her medium slim figure, bright eyes and long black ponytail are really beautiful, which makes people think she is beautiful!
Teacher Liu is a teacher with very strict teaching requirements. Every time we practice writing in class, we repeatedly emphasize that when writing, the posture should be correct, the font structure should be horizontal and vertical, not sloppy, and we must be careful.
Once, a classmate's handwriting was not neat, and Mr. Liu asked him to rewrite it. In order to let the students practice writing well, the teacher asked us to write our homework with pens. However, on one occasion, many students did their homework with fountain pens instead of pens. As a result, Mr. Liu severely criticized them, threw the fountain pen into the trash can, tore up the homework and wrote it again. Sometimes I get punished for writing it three times.
Teacher Liu's serious teaching methods left a very deep impression on everyone. Although she is a strict teacher, she is responsible for our study. We all like her very much!
My good teacher's composition 2
I know many teachers and I like them very much. Among them, my favorite is my Chinese teacher, Miss Li.
She is beautiful, tall, with neat short hair, big eyes like gems, high nose and small mouth like cherries.
In class, Miss Li is sometimes serious, and sometimes she smiles affably. Her lecture was lively and interesting, and we listened to it with relish. With the change of expression on their faces, the students are sometimes lost in thought, sometimes radiant, sometimes nodding and sometimes smiling. ...
Miss Li attaches great importance to our reading and writing. She prepared many books for us to borrow in the office, and asked us to write micro-comments every day. Moreover, she compiled the good works into a book for her classmates to read.
This is my good teacher. We all love her very much.
My good teacher composition 3
The teacher is a diligent gardener, who takes pains to cultivate us. Teachers are candles, burning themselves and illuminating others. Our teacher Zhai is such a gardener and candle.
When I was in grade one, because of my poor eyesight, Mr Zhai moved his study desk to the front of the classroom. This study table is equipped with a stool, so when my seat is at the back, I can sit on this study table and listen to the class.
Mr Zhai always comes home late. I live upstairs opposite Mr Zhai. It's often eight or nine o'clock, and the light at Mr. Zhai's house is still on. I remember one time after school, all the students left, and Mr. Zhai was still correcting our homework in the classroom. At this time, it was raining heavily, so Mr. Zhai had to go home in the rain, and he didn't forget to take pictures of heavy rain and fallen trees on the way.
Our teacher Zhai is particularly knowledgeable. I often give up weekends and take us to museums and libraries. I know nothing about astronomy or geography, but I always take pains to explain it to us. Finally, my voice was hoarse and I couldn't even speak quickly.
There are so many stories about our teacher Zhai that I can't finish them for three days and nights. ...