1 on the first day, the composition of a good teacher is a threesome, and there must be my teacher. Everything in the world can be your mentor. I also have a mentor, who taught me how to face the hardships in life and move towards success. He is a mentor that I will never forget.
That summer vacation, my mother enrolled me in a basketball training class. On the first day, I met a tutor.
The training class has begun. On the first day, the coach taught us the correct movements of shooting and dribbling. We trained very happily, but the only fly in the ointment was that the weather was too hot. Seeing that we were sweating, the coach gave an order: "It's hot now. I just taught you the correct shooting action. Now start actual combat training. As long as you score ten goals, you can rest in the shade. Everyone takes turns. " This condition was so tempting that we immediately started a "gun battle."
At first, because I couldn't find the feeling, I always missed. My heart is becoming more and more impetuous. I missed the shot again, and I couldn't hold my breath. I am cursing in my heart: you really don't listen to this ball. If I call you in, just listen! What did I have against you before? What do I have against you? I can't wait to spike the ball.
When I was upset, I noticed a thin body, with a pale face exposed to the vicious sunshine without reservation, and sweat dripping in the arms of the earth. But because he is so thin, it is difficult to throw the ball into the basket, not to mention. He failed again and again, which made me feel very anxious for him. However, he did not lose heart. Sweat kept running down his whole cheek, and he didn't even wipe it. I saw him dribble, jump and throw, but he didn't score once. The continuous sound of the ball landing, like a strong wind, blows a young heart, but he never wavers. Every ball he throws sparkles with hope. He never voted, but he was never disappointed and accepted it with confidence. Like a willing bull, he tried his best to stick to it despite the ridicule of others.
We are strangers, but today he taught me the most precious lesson in my life: life needs suffering, and suffering is the ladder to success. The sword front comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold. I benefited a lot from this class and saw the touch of life.
Watching, I don't know when, two lines of tears rolled down my cheeks ... His spirit of defying challenges and overcoming difficulties is worth learning.
A good teacher is the soul of all things, but the growth and reproduction of all things are closely related to the vitality of this nature. This nature, which has been with us since we were born, has become my mentor.
In my childhood, the sky was my mentor. There, my parents pushed me out for a walk and lay prone in the stroller. My eyes only stare at the blue sky outside the bedstead and the people in a hurry in front. The crowd often dazzles me, so I have to sleep in the car honestly and look up. Sometimes I pass through the streets covered with phoenix trees on Langzhou Road, and the overwhelming phoenix trees block the fierce sunshine in the afternoon and occasionally come out of the cracks. Sometimes, the sun sets in the park, and the distance of sunset seems far away and close at hand. It seems that a hand can tear the sunset off half like cotton candy. What would it taste like if you put it in your mouth? Sometimes, the sky in early spring is always white, with no end in sight, as if it were the only color between heaven and earth. Occasionally, a flock of swallows or white doves fly across the sky, feeling ... like meteors flying in the daytime. Who has ever seen a meteor fly in the daytime? It is the vastness of the sky that makes me feel so beautiful, so vast and cheerful.
When I was a toddler, the earth was my mentor. Every time I accidentally trip my left foot and right foot, I have to get in close contact with the earth at zero distance, but the earth doesn't complain that I hurt it at all, and holds me in her arms without complaint. I can only step on its back step by step.
When I was learning English, all kinds of novel flowers and plants became my mentor. Mom and dad pointed to those objects, plants and animals and taught me your names one by one, when to bloom, when to fall and when to bear fruit. You appeared in front of me so vividly that I immediately thought of you: osmanthus trees, hibiscus flowers, small daisies ... sweet-scented osmanthus and thyme, beautiful hibiscus, and tenacious daisies. Thank you for enriching my young mind with beautiful gestures and leaving me with the most beautiful first impression about this world.
When I grow up, there are more and more tutors, including teachers, friends, classmates and parents, but the most unforgettable and profound thing is the nature that helped me enter the wonderful world. It still feeds us all without regrets.
She looked up and smiled faintly, reflecting two shallow pear vortices and a silvery laughter, which is an unadorned movement in the world. -inscription
"Who are you?"
I looked at the child who was only half my height in amazement: she was soaked to the skin, with a basin of water in front of her and a doll-like figure in her arms. Because little people always have accidents, her clothes are dripping with water on her forehead and she looks embarrassed. "I'm giving my Barbie a bath!" She raised her eyebrows proudly and waved a rag doll without a trace of dirt in her hand, as if she was satisfied with what she had done. I couldn't help laughing: "It's just a doll. If it is broken, there will be a new one. Why bother? " Who knows, after listening to my words, she snorted and said, "The teacher said to learn to love others. If we are in a mess like dolls, we will be unhappy. "
I was speechless at once. I watched her carefully wipe, blow and dress the doll, and felt that the corners of the doll's mouth were full of smiles. Also, everything in the world is spiritual, and loving people and things around you is great love!
"Run slowly!" A hurried female voice came into my ears. I sneaked in, but it was too late. My little cousin fell to the ground. Her chubby face wrinkled together in an instant, as if to burst into tears, but she endured it. I saw the tears rolling in her eyes, but she didn't drop them. My aunt felt very distressed when she saw it, so she patted the "murderer"-the table said, "It's all tables! Fight, fight! " The little cousin froze for a while, then, with red eyes, she said righteously, "Don't smash the table! The table will hurt! " Aunt's hand froze, and I froze. I saw her vomit small tongue and said apologetically, "I didn't listen. The teacher said I would listen to my elders, but I wouldn't listen. I accidentally tripped over the corner of the table and let myself fall! And everything the teacher says hurts, so it's my fault that I hurt the table! " The breeze blows on my face, I dare to admit my mistakes and treat others sincerely. I think my cousin knows a lot.
Maybe the more I grow up, the more confused I am. The most primitive and pure emotion in my heart is scattered in the long river of time, and she seems to take me back to my childhood like a spring breeze person. No interference and everything. Everything is so pure!
Sister, oh no, please allow me to call you a mentor!
In my heart, there is a good teacher.
In class, his humorous way of teaching makes us laugh, but sometimes, when we accidentally touch his warning line, he will scold us loudly and make us feel that we have done something wrong.
Once, he taught his "exclusive secret recipe-36 skills" in a composition class and said, "If you want to learn to write a composition." He deliberately prolonged his voice, which made our curiosity soar and we were eager to know. He said, "Guess." This makes our class laugh and cry. We said with one voice, "Teacher, please speak quickly." The teacher said, "Worship Guanyin." "ah? Do you believe this, teacher? " We are anxious and can't wait to know the reason. At this time, after the teacher pressed the remote control in his hand on the big screen, we knew what avalokitesvara was.
This is our tutor, who is not only humorous but also strict.
That time, my deskmate was distracted again. When the teacher saw it, he should be very angry and asked me to answer this question at the same table. But he knew nothing but stood there with his head down. That looks like a child who made a mistake. When the teacher saw him like this, he immediately stood in front of him and severely criticized him. He also said that the next time he made a mistake, he should hold his head high or criticize him severely.
In the future, if someone is absent-minded, the teacher will criticize him severely. But I believe that after this incident, no one should dare to be distracted again.
The teacher also asked us to prepare an accumulation book to accumulate day by day. He said that after high school, this book will definitely become the treasure of each of you. I believe this sentence now.
Tutor is the toughest teacher in your opinion, but I don't think so. I think the tutor is the kind of gentle teacher.
My tutor is our Chinese teacher. He is humorous, witty and rigorous. He is so changeable.
His humor is what we are most willing to attend his class, whether it is a good student or a bad student.
He also taught us a lot of knowledge.
This is our tutor.
The five books written by a good teacher in the first day of junior high school are like a bright lamp, shining on us;
Books are like a good teacher, leading us;
Books are like a good friend, accompanying us. ...
I remember when I was a child, there were several story books at home, most of which were stories, and fairy tales accounted for the majority. At that time, I was still illiterate, so I pestered my parents all day and asked them to read it to me.
One day, they told me a story called Snow White. The story is so interesting that I never forget it at that time and planted deep seeds in my heart. Unfortunately, I was young at that time, and I only remembered a general process, but I didn't have a detailed story. When I grew up, I opened this book again, mocking myself and reading this childish children's book. If you look carefully, isn't this plot what teachers often say about twists and turns? I didn't know how to write it this way, but suddenly I suddenly realized. This discovery makes my composition always be praised by the teacher for its gripping plot, which makes people feel like a roller coaster and attracts attention.
Books are my good teachers.
Another night, in order to repair the circuit, the power went out. At that time, I already knew some words, and I carefully recognized the words on the book by the faint candlelight. I am never tired of reading the wonderful characters and exciting plots in the book, and I am never tired of reading an article many times. The handwriting on the book ran across my mind like running water, and I felt a feeling called "satisfaction". It was a dark night, with dim lights and some shabby story books, and I spent this painful moment with them. How many nights did you spend with me? It's you who let the originally boring and lonely life bloom with vibrant fireworks!
Books are my good friends.
A famous person once said that reading is like writing. In my opinion, books are the ladder of human progress, excellent teachers and bosom friends. Books are one of the indispensable things in life. Without it, life would be meaningless. Without blood, the key to pursuing a higher realm loses the meaning of living.
Books are my mentor and an indispensable part of my life!
The first composition of a good teacher 6 People who are forced to pay feel the warmth of the world; Books are spring in the desert, which makes people on the verge of despair see the hope of life; The book is a ballad floating in the night sky, which gives spiritual comfort to the lonely and helpless people.
When you are alone, only books will accompany you forever; When you make a mistake and betray others, only books will not leave you and will not abandon you; When you meet the ups and downs of life, only books will enlighten you silently and accompany you through this bumpy road; When your life is in chaos, only books will make you find the hope and courage of life again; When you get a little success, only books will let you know what modesty is; When you fail, only books will let you know that "failure is the mother of success."
I grew up under the influence of books.
When I was very young, I learned about Snow White and Cinderella from Grimm's fairy tales and Andersen's fairy tales. At that time, I was not generally infatuated with them! I fantasize about being a princess all day. After learning about the little match girl, I felt sorry for her all day and wanted to send her clothes and food.
When I was a little older, I fell in love with comics again, and my favorite was "". At that time, I saw a beautiful box and pestered my mother to buy it for me. I've been around a bunch of boxes all day, hoping to jump out of them and play with me.
When I was in the fourth grade, I fell in love with the works of famous writer Yang, especially Diary of a Laughing Cat and Naughty Ma Xiaotiao. Diary of a Laughing Cat is a self-report of a laughing cat, which describes that a cat who can only understand people has changed from a pet to a famous cat with a wife and children. A total of 19 books, written very vividly, making people feel as if they were there. The protagonist of "Naughty Ma Xiaotiao" is a naughty, lovely and naughty boy with a cheerful personality, who will jump at birth and become the focus of everyone. I really want to know him and make good friends with him.
Now, I also like reading many martial arts novels. Their protagonist brings me positive energy and gives me courage. Of course, the most important thing is the four classical novels in China. Wu Cheng'en's the Monkey King is determined, brave and persistent, lively and lovely, which makes people fondle it. There are three other masterpieces: The Water Margin, A Dream of Red Mansions and Romance of the Three Kingdoms, which are also very popular!
This is a story between me and the book. This book has given us happiness and many lifelong benefits. We should cherish it.
From grade one to grade one, I have met as many teachers as the stars in the sky. And they all have their own personality characteristics. A good teacher in my life is Mr. Chen in our interest class. She has long hair, big eyes and slender fingers. She is the best teacher I have ever seen.
Her white shirt is covered with a pink suit, which really looks like a strong professional woman who came back from America. Her skin color is very white, and her retro eyes are elegant on her high nose.
I admire Mr. Chen because I am full of admiration. Because of her unique teaching methods and perfect calligraphy skills.
You see, it's Sunday again, and I went to teacher Chen's ink painting class. When we arrived, Mr. Chen walked briskly into the classroom before the teacher arrived. Today she continues to talk about ink painting. First, she let us enjoy some famous works, and then let us sit around in groups and spread our pen and ink. After that, she moved to a corner of the classroom like an idle person and flipped through the picture books leisurely. We didn't receive the teacher's will, so we got used to the teacher's orders and painted. During this time, we looked at each other and were at a loss. A few minutes later, when the teacher saw that we had not started painting, he said to us, "I finished painting. Why don't you start painting?"
"But teacher, you didn't teach us to draw!"
You can draw whatever you want, and I won't interfere with your creation. With that, he covered his face with a book and continued to look at the photo album. Really no longer care about us, and start painting and writing freely under the free sky. After a while, various works came out.
Teacher Chen loves calligraphy crazily. She was supposed to tell us about art in class, but soon she became the Oracle Bone Inscriptions of Shang Dynasty, Xiao Zhuan and Li Shu ... In short, she knew all kinds of calligraphy. The chalk in her hand is as skillful as Bruce Lee's nunchakus. Every time after class, writing on the blackboard becomes her job.
Teacher Chen has a good temper. Because she lacks dignity, her classmates often oppose her. He wouldn't listen to anything the teacher said, so she went forward and finally went back intact.
The talented teacher Chen is a good teacher in my life, and I will never forget her.
The eight books written by a good teacher in Grade One are a clear spring, and the green one is a heart. Books are a breeze, and it is the heart forest that blows green; The book is a touch of white clouds, and the blue sky is read by one person.
In winter, mom and dad both went to work, leaving an order not to watch TV. I had to lie on the windowsill, hooked my arms and fell asleep in a daze. I don't know why, I just lifted my foot, "Bang!" With a bang, a heavy object fell from the bookcase and hit me hard on the back.
Oh, what a godsend! When I turned around, it turned out to be a book-Zhang Xiaofeng's essays, which must be read in grade six. But it is estimated that not many people will see it!
Open the book, this Yan Ruyu and the Golden House is really not blowing! I swim in books and learn to sail in the sea. There are roads in the mountains. Those beautiful paragraphs attract me like magnets. Noble and modest, dignified and reserved. Let my heart also get excited. If I can be like Zhang Xiaofeng, that's enough! This book is my friend!
It is still winter. Finish your homework and habitually pick up the books around you. Wow, what's this? And illustrations! Curiosity drove me to open this book-The Adventures of Inspector X. I sat on the ground, book in hand, regardless of the dust. Soon, the lovely math inspector attracted me deeply.
Solving equations and chasing criminals, this cool method and that cool math problem make me not eager to see the plot. At that time, I also saw Pythagorean theorem, plane rectangular coordinate system, Goldbach conjecture of 1+ 1=2. Everything is vividly shown from the lovely inspector X! I can't help dancing.
I grabbed a draft paper, copied down the topics in the book, and danced on the paper with a pencil brush. I've been thinking for a long time and the answer is correct. Look back. Hey, there is something wrong with naughty equivalence! Let's see ... I rearranged the formula, worked it out step by step, discharged redundant information, and finally solved the equation hard. Look up a book, ha, right. A little success filled my heart with a sense of accomplishment. I must learn the perseverance of mathematicians, and I won't stop until I reach my goal!
It seems that books are not only my good friends, but also my teachers!
There is a good saying: Shushan has a hard road, and learning from the sea is endless. There is no end to learning and no end to knowing!
The book deserves to be my mentor and friend!
People often say "a mentor", but I think "a mentor" is also a mentor.
I have a wide network of contacts, and all kinds of people in my circle of friends have made my life rich and colorful. In the process of getting along with friends, we influence each other and compete with each other. We learn from each other and learn a lot from each other.
I used to be an introvert and didn't like sports. There are always many "cobwebs" in my mind, so these "cobwebs" bother me and bother me. I want to analyze the meaning of a small matter for a long time, which always makes me depressed. But when I took photos with my friends, I found that they were all informal. Every time I am late at their appointed time, I apologize to them and they will say "nothing". I asked them doubtfully, why won't they be angry with me? They said, "between our good friends, is it necessary to say this?" You must be late for something. We believe that you are a man of your word. Their answers made me relax a lot and feel good! Because of their tolerance and understanding, our friendship has reached a high level.
Since then, I have learned tolerance and understanding, and I have more and more friends. I am also good at expressing myself, and I have fallen in love with sports, which should be said to be a passion. I don't think too much about trivial things, because I know it's useless to think about it, but it will make people depressed and make our friends unhappy, because no one wants to see a bitter gourd face all day. Perhaps, what others say is unintentional. Don't treat everyone as someone with ulterior motives. The world is beautiful, full of happy atmosphere, and personal mentality determines the mood to see the scenery.
My friends! I want to thank you, you are not only my good friend, but also my mentor! I have learned a lot from you, and this "knowledge" will benefit me for life! Thank you for spending so many happy days with me. I believe that even if we are separated, our hearts will be together forever.
Know yourself in the sea, and heaven is still our neighbor!