Everyone has his own teacher, and mine is a super teacher. His name is Zhang Jimin. He is a male teacher and my primary school Chinese teacher, which is one of the keys to my growth. ...
Teacher Zhang has a face and bright eyes under her shiny black hair, which always gives students a serious atmosphere. The mouth that says plastic Putonghua always makes us laugh. But if you don't understand, you have to understand, and if you understand, you have to understand. In short, we must acquire some knowledge and truth. When teacher Zhang talks about the text in class, he always lets us look at the important paragraphs first, especially the key paragraphs and the paragraphs with knowledge points. Other small paragraphs should be understood by yourself. Memorize sentences and paragraphs. Teacher Zhang always asks us to read it three times, and then take a spot check by name. Generally, Mr. Zhang draws students who have poor grades and are not serious in class first. If they can recite it, it means the whole class can recite it. If they can't recite it, they will continue to check. If they can't recite it, they will be punished by teacher Zhang's unique punishment-doing push-ups on the ground. Although there will be some pain, the teacher's starting point is only one-that is, let us acquire knowledge and understand the truth, so I don't bear a grudge against Teacher Zhang. Before assigning homework every day, Mr. Zhang always asks us to tear off a piece of paper, then reveal the answers to the homework to us in the form of exercises, and then put that paper away. Students who remember their homework carefully will do well, while those who don't pay attention can only stop to write and always finish their homework very late. Teacher Zhang is very responsible for us. He must finish the content of this lesson before class is over, unless there are special circumstances. It won't end.
This is my teacher, Mr. Zhang Jimin, who will leave a mark on my heart. ...
My teacher's sixth grade composition 2 Primary school for six years, accompanied me the most, encouraged me the most, and was patient and meticulous with me.
First of all, I thank Teacher Chang. Although Miss Chang hasn't taught me for a long time, she is already a good friend in my heart. There are always several students who disturb the classroom discipline in each class, but Mr. Chang still teaches us knowledge patiently. Not only that, Teacher Chang also played "Hugging" with us, which was my happiest class in six years. My impression of Mr. Chang is: kindness+patience = the gentlest teacher.
Then, there was Mr. Chen, who only taught me for two semesters. My impression of Mr. Chen is: strictness+fashion = coolest teacher.
Finally, the head teacher, Mr. Yao. During my six years in primary school, Mr. Yao impressed me the most. Every time I get a low score in the exam, it is Mr. Yao who gives me the most encouragement, and it is also Mr. Yao who helps me the most when I encounter difficulties. My impression of Mr Yao: patience+kindness+youth+gentleness = the most beautiful teacher.
These are the teachers I remember most, the three teachers I thank most, and the three teachers I think are the gentlest, coolest and most beautiful.
I thank the teachers for teaching us everything they have learned in their lives, and I thank you-my teachers!
My teacher's sixth grade composition 3 My Chinese teacher is also our head teacher. She is of medium height, with long curly hair and bright eyes under a pair of rimless glasses. Whenever a classmate is absent-minded in class, as long as the teacher's eyes are swept away, we can read the meaning in the teacher's eyes, "Come on, wake up and listen carefully!" We will soon cheer up to meet the teacher's eyes.
I like listening to Teacher Yang's Chinese class best. She is eloquent and witty. Teacher Yang has always taught us that we should have a correct learning attitude and develop good study habits.
I remember one time I went home to do my Chinese homework and forgot to do my preview homework (Mr. Yang should prepare five things in advance in our new class to make us more impressed in the new class and learn new knowledge more effectively. )
The next day in class, only my Chinese book was not marked with preview, and other students could answer the teacher's questions quickly, but I couldn't answer because I didn't read the text in advance. Teacher Yang asked me to write a reflection after class. Since then, I have done all the preparatory work.
Teacher Yang is sometimes humorous, sometimes serious and solemn, combining leniency with severity, and wholeheartedly accompanying us to grow up together. She is my favorite-Miss Yang Xiaoyan!
My teacher, the Chinese teacher in our class, has good facial features. Eyes watery, like two black pearls, nose stuck up, mouth glib, red as a cherry. She can "change", but the most distinctive thing is her local accent-of course, this is not her fault. After all, she was born and raised in the south, and sometimes she accidentally took the "local accent".
Once, she introduced Su Shi's life to us. As a result, I was bypassed as soon as I heard it. The teacher said: "Su Shi and * * * both passed the examination of Jinshi, and the villagers all praised their father for his double happiness. Congratulations! " I thought to myself: huh? I have only heard of Su Shi and Su Zhe. Where did you find Su Ze? Other students are probably like me, with a puzzled face. The following bold classmate said, "Teacher, no, it's Su Zhe!" " "At this moment, the teacher immediately said to us apologetically," Alas, my hometown is in the south, and I often speak without distinguishing between flat and tongue sounds. Sorry, sorry. "
After the teacher finished speaking, we quieted down and seemed to recall what we had just said. The classroom was horribly quiet at once, and the air seemed to solidify. Our teacher saw this situation and probably wanted to correct it again. He gave a solemn "zhe" cry, which made us laugh "ha ha ha".
Another time, I came back late from the office to deliver my homework. On the way, I saw Mr. Wang come in a hurry because there were others. She didn't have the guts to criticize me for fear that I would lose face (at least I think so). She just said, "Why are you so ci today?" Although I was a little nervous with my head down, I couldn't help laughing when I heard the teacher's accent, and the teacher couldn't help laughing. ...
This is my strong accent teacher. Although she has a strong accent, I still like her!
My teacher's sixth grade composition 5 Our teacher has a pair of magical eyes. She always looks at us with her eyes, which means something different.
The teacher's eyes are serious. I remember the last class, my deskmate and I chatted with great interest about the popular TV series during this period. We kept whispering at the bottom and suddenly looked up. At this time, the teacher's big bright eyes became serious, showing a reproachful look, frowning more and more tightly, looking at us like prisoners, as if to say, "Which one of you deserves this class?" You are not serious at all! " Suddenly, we were shocked and quickly closed our mouths.
The teacher's eyes are gentle. I remember once I failed in the exam, sitting in my seat, looking at the paper full of red crosses, feeling extremely depressed and thinking: Have you worked hard for so many days and got nothing? Just when I was sad, I suddenly looked up and found that the teacher's eyes were no longer as serious as last time, but more and more gentle and looked particularly warm. Those watery eyes seem to say, "Don't lose heart, keep working hard, and you will definitely get a reward next time!" "
The teacher's eyes are sharp. Every time we hand in our homework, she can always find out our typos accurately and correct them. Once, when I was in writing class, the teacher walked by me and took a casual look at my handwriting. Found a few typos, corrected them on the spot, and punished me for copying them several times. This is really unlucky!
Teacher, teacher, how amazing your eyes are, and how love and hate are intertwined!
My teacher's sixth grade composition 6 There is often a saying on the lips of students in our class: Mr. Xin is the best teacher we have ever seen. This sentence is absolutely right. Teacher Xin's inexplicable kindness made us feel very comfortable. In my eyes, Mr. Xin is different from other teachers. Mr. Xin is like an ordinary chalk, and that deep pen touches our heartstrings.
Therefore, we are tolerant of our presumptuous and useless practices because Mr. Xin knows that people are not born perfect, and everyone does something wrong sometimes, which is why opportunities arise. Teacher Xin understands our students' ideas better than other teachers, and understands why we do this.
Mr. Xin always tolerates our willfulness, and we also have a dependence on Mr. Xin, who always considers our future. 50% of all the honors we have won belong to Mr. Xin. It is teacher Xin's education that nourishes our slightly numb and cold thinking and brain, teaches us everything he knows, and teaches us to remember where our present life comes from. We also learned to thank our best teacher: Mr. Xin.
It's not our fault. Teacher Xin won't say it's our fault. Teacher Xin, our teaching building is a ship in the sea, and you are our captain, guiding us to break the waves. You hold us with the rudder in your hand, and let us summon up courage. From then on, we are no longer confused and sail in the direction of victory.
My teacher's sixth grade composition 7 on the road of our growth, the teacher's careful help and guidance gave us a lot of help. Among them, xu teacher impressed me the most. She is neither tall nor short, with short hair and a pair of glasses. She looks very knowledgeable. Although she is sometimes strict with us, she usually cares about us like a loving mother.
I remember that once, our school was going to the seaside to hold a launching ceremony for me and my civilized colleagues to meet the "three innovations". We came to the seaside, and xu teacher said to us with a serious face; "Today's words and deeds must be on TV, but you must stand up!" The burning sun shone on us, and we were sweating and motionless for fear that the teacher would criticize me. Finally, the long ceremony has passed, and you can finally breathe a sigh of relief! After a while, the teacher took us to the new village to pick up garbage. Tired and thirsty, I said, "Alas!" I drank all the water I brought. It would be great to have a delicious cold drink, but that's wishful thinking. "Hearing this, the xu teacher quickly stood up and said," classmates, I'll go first and be right back. "The students looked at each other, wondering what the teacher had done, while the students were wondering. Xu teacher was carrying a bag of things across the road. She picked up her bag and said, "Quick! There are cold drinks in this bag, one for each person. As soon as the teacher spoke, the students came forward to get a cold drink, and I also got one. Then I thought, "The teacher is not as fierce and terrible as we thought. In fact, teachers love and care for us just like our mothers.
My teacher's sixth grade composition 8 My Chinese teacher's name is Zhang Yaling. She is a middle-aged woman with short hair. She has fair skin, oval face, arch eyebrows, big eyes and a pair of glasses on her high nose.
Some people say that people with thin lips can talk, but my teacher Zhang has thick lips. Dry skin is often exposed to the wind in winter. But the words from these thick lips are always so fluent, enthusiastic and vivid.
Teacher Zhang is like a seeder that never rusts, constantly sowing seeds of ideals, hopes and knowledge in students' hearts; It is like a big broom, sweeping away the dust from students' hearts relentlessly.
My teacher is kind-hearted, helpful and caring for every student.
I remember one time, Zhang Boxuan of our class climbed the fence of Parthenocissus tricuspidata, accidentally fell and his head was bleeding. After Mr. Zhang knew it, he quickly ran down from the fourth floor. After meeting Zhang Boxuan, he called Gao's mother and Zhang Boxuan's mother. Thanks to Mr. Zhang and Gao's mother this time. After he came back, He Haotian beat Li Qicheng again with a stomachache. Regardless of his own safety, Teacher Zhang once again went downstairs with Li Qicheng on his back.
This is my Chinese teacher, a teacher who cares about his own safety, and a teacher who cares about us. Teacher, you sometimes criticize us, but I know it's for our own good, otherwise you wouldn't care so much about us.
My teacher has long curly hair, big eyes under long eyebrows, and a small red mouth will show white teeth when it smiles. This is my favorite Chinese teacher and head teacher-Miss Zhang.
Teacher Zhang is a very careful person. She can always find the advantages and disadvantages of each student, and then adopt different methods to guide and correct the shortcomings of each student, so that each student can get a good development.
From the first grade, I was a coward, afraid to raise my hand to speak in class, and later, I was discovered by Teacher Zhang. After school, she came up to me and said, "In summer, you should actively raise your hand to speak!" " "Although I know the answer, I still dare not raise my hand for fear of making mistakes and making my classmates laugh. With the encouragement of teacher Zhang, I slowly raised my hand and bowed my head and dared not look at the teacher. Just when I wanted to withdraw my hand, Teacher Zhang found out: "Xia, please answer this question." I had to bite the bullet and stand up slowly, trembling and telling the answer. Teacher Zhang smiled and said, "The answer is correct. I hope everyone will raise their hands and speak more. "After I sit down, I think, I want to exercise myself. I am in the fourth grade. I want to be a little man, raise my hand and speak actively, and be a confident and sunny pupil.
Later, every time I had a Chinese class, Mr. Zhang always tried to ask me questions and gave me a chance to answer them. Slowly, I overcame my timidity and was able to answer questions actively in class. Even if the answer is wrong, people are not afraid and people become more and more confident.
Teacher Zhang, thank you for giving me this opportunity to help me get rid of my timidity and shyness gradually. You not only taught me knowledge, but also helped me grow up healthily. Thank you, my dear teacher Zhang.
Teacher's Sixth Grade Composition 10 In a blink of an eye, I will become a sixth grade pupil. During my five-year study career, I met many good teachers. I am deeply grateful to them, because they have given me meticulous care in my study and life, but I admire them most. My favorite is my present deputy head teacher, Miss Li.
I remember that Miss Li came to our class in the fourth grade. She is about 1.6 meters tall, a little fat, but she walks fast. Miss Li's eyes are very big. She often talks to us with her eyes, making us not only listen in class, but also look at the teacher with her eyes.
Miss Li is a math teacher. He made a lot of efforts for our knowledge of mathematics. I remember when we first started to learn the lesson of circle, we were always asking questions and didn't know. Teacher Li always patiently explains for us. I still remember that when we were learning the formula of circle, we always felt that memorizing the formula was as difficult as memorizing a gobbledygook. Therefore, Miss Li deliberately took out several lessons to recite with us and taught us how to remember more. In this way, we learned to recite formulas and learn backwards. No matter how much knowledge I learn in the future, the knowledge of circle will not disappear from my "computer".
Teacher Li has devoted a lot of efforts to our growth, and I am deeply grateful to Teacher Li. She is a good teacher around me. Teacher-I love you.
My teacher's sixth grade composition 1 1 Today is the annual Teachers' Day. Every student holds cards and flowers for his beloved teacher. Looking at these flowers, I immediately saw the teacher who taught us fifth grade mathematics, which was the head teacher-Mr. Qi. Teacher Qi is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. She has long hair and wears a pair of red-rimmed glasses.
I still remember one time, when we were revising our homework, I was suddenly stumped by a very difficult topic, and I had no clue in any way. I started sweating on my hands and feet and kept scratching my head. The teacher saw it and asked me gently, "What's the matter with you? Are you sick? " I said, "I'm not sick. I'm just stumped by a problem that hasn't been solved for a long time." "What topic? I'll teach you. " "Ok, thank you, teacher." The teacher first enlightened me on the topic, which are unnecessary conditions and which are traps to lure you to into the pit. After reading the topic, I will observe and see what conditions have been forgotten. Then, I will use my brain to rethink. Finally, the answer came out. I took a long breath and thought: this problem has finally been solved, so cool! The teacher said to me, "think before you start writing, and don't let go of one when you see one." "Oh."
Teacher Qi, I want to say to you: Thank you for teaching me knowledge and truth. You are like a candle in the desert, illuminating the road ahead for me. Teacher, I will never forget you!
My teacher's sixth grade composition 12 has neat short black hair, a pair of eyes that always shine with wisdom, and a glib mouth under a high nose. This is our humorous and knowledgeable Chinese teacher, Miss Xiao.
Teacher Xiao has good classroom discipline. Because whenever a student doesn't obey the classroom discipline, Mr. Xiao will use his unique skill-"massage technique" Look, the teacher is massaging the students again. I saw the teacher walking towards the naughty king of our class with a "devil's smile", slowly reaching behind the naughty king's neck and starting a "massage". Cover your ears! This is the voice of the whole class. Because: "Ah ~ ~ ~ ~ ~" magic sounds surround our ears. Yes, Mr. Xiao, who has such a good "massage" technique, can he be disciplined?
Teacher Xiao is very knowledgeable. Teacher Xiao has won many literary awards; He has also published articles in major literary journals many times; No matter how tricky the student asks, he can always answer a few words; In class, we can always say the whole text without doubt. ...
Teacher Xiao is very funny. We like to chat with teachers when we are unhappy, because teachers always have endless stories and endless words of encouragement. It always makes us feel suddenly enlightened after talking to him.
This is my Chinese teacher, a funny, knowledgeable and excellent teacher.
My teacher's sixth grade composition 13 In order to promote reading activities and improve students' interest in reading, the school specially held a "meeting writers" activity. The writer to come this time is Mr. Fang, who will spend a happy time with us.
For this activity, I went to teacher Fang's space to leave a message! Our class also made a card full of love in the handicraft class, which we worked hard to complete. There are also teachers who help us read Fang's story books for this activity, such as: the fairy's flying dream, I have a friendship rental … and so on. With enough preparation, we can play!
As soon as I entered the library, I saw the beautiful and moving teacher Fang. Wow! It turns out that this fairy-like teacher has written so many beautiful books. At the beginning, Teacher Fang mentioned that I left a message in her space, which made me a little shy, but my heart was very glorious! Teacher Fang is very unique. Usually, writers should introduce their books, or talk about the process of writing books … and so on. But Miss Fang showed her book collection, and these books are very creative, such as a doll's backpack, which contains small books, bath books, sleeping books and so on. , which are very cute! Then there was the link "Send a good book with questions", and I quickly raised my hand, yeah! I got a pig online, which is great! There will be a signing ceremony after the event. I took two books and signed them for Mr Fang. Great day!
Time flies, and this happy time is over at once. Today, my wife got to know her better and better. I want to be a writer, and travel around like Ms. Fang in the future, recording every bit of the way with storybooks.
My teacher's sixth grade composition 14 hello, teacher, thank you for accompanying us this year; Thank you for everything you have done for me; Thank you for passing on your knowledge to us. Thank you for staying with us. Let us have the courage to be ourselves; Let us know how to make our own decisions. Flowers bloom and fall, I will cherish them.
Whenever I sit on the bench among the spacious teachers, I will think of you standing on the podium and imparting knowledge to us; Whenever I stand on the lawn, I will think of you playing games with us; Whenever I see the wrong questions in my exercise book, I will think of what you taught us. Teaching again and again, you don't know how much effort you have made, but we don't agree.
Teacher, you are always so attentive in class, but what about us? But whispered, the teacher: "I'm sorry"; Teacher, every time you correct your homework, you always forget to eat and sleep, while we just scribble, teacher; "sorry"; Teacher, every time you inculcate, we don't agree. Teacher: "Sorry."
Do you remember, teacher? "It doesn't matter if you make a mistake." . Whenever we do something wrong, you always look at us quietly. You used to have a serious face with an amiable smile. From your eyes, there is love, expectation and encouragement. Bring us courage; Bring us warmth; Bring us infinite hope.
Teacher, you have paid so much sweat and hard work for us without regrets and selflessness. You will be an important chapter that we will never forget when we grow up. I am proud to be your student, and you will remain in my memory forever. As a diligent gardener, you have carefully watered us with your own efforts.
My teacher's sixth grade composition 15 q: how many kinds of teachers are there in the world? A: There are two kinds, strict and democratic. Q: What kind of Chinese teacher do you belong to? A: Strict.
My Chinese teacher is a strict teacher, and her strictness is not only nominal-
I remember once, before the class started, the whole class was so noisy that even the class cadres could not control it. At the beginning of the class, some good students reflected these situations to the teacher. The Chinese teacher suddenly became furious: "Why are you so unconscious? You are still so noisy when the teacher is not here, and you are still running around ... "These words are like the surging river flooding into our ears, and the whole class is silent and even afraid to breathe. Surprisingly quiet.
Another time, our "hero" Lin Teng was eating the heart of a wolf and setting fire to the classroom. The fire seemed to engulf the whole classroom, and it almost spread. Thanks to the instructor, some accidents were avoided. The teacher scolded the whole class after listening, and the whole class was frightened. That's not enough. The second class was arrested and taught, which shows how strict the teacher is.
Although the teacher is very strict, I know that the teacher's strictness is wrapped in a kind of care:
She "said" that we are not disciplined, just to let us consciously abide by discipline and not let others control us;
She "said" that we play with fire just to remind ourselves of safety at all times.
Her strictness is her concern for us.
People say: "Teachers are gardeners who cultivate flower seedlings; Teachers burn their own candles; The teacher is the ladder of others by going up one flight of stairs. " No matter how strict the teacher is, she does it for the students.