My teacher has 500 words.

One of my most respected teachers is my head teacher, Miss Zhang. She is as strict with us as her mother and loves us.

Miss Zhang has long hair. She is kind and amiable. Once, my handwriting was crooked and very ugly. Teacher Zhang kept me and asked me to write again. Teacher Zhang asked me to write neatly and regularly before letting me go home. I hated teacher Zhang at that time and thought, isn't it just a few words? Isn't writing well the same as writing badly? Why do you write over and over again? It is a waste of time to write words in a standardized way. When I got home, I told my mother why I stayed. My mother told me: "Words are a facade, from which you can see a person's character. Teacher Zhang's strict requirements are correct and he is responsible for you. Your handwriting is good, it is your own, and no one can steal it. " After listening to my mother's words, I understand Mr. Zhang's intention and admire him even more. Since then, I have been like a first-grade pupil, practicing calligraphy every day, and writing neatly and regularly no matter what homework I write. After a while, my handwriting was more beautiful and standardized than before, and I was praised by the teacher many times. This is the result of teacher Zhang's strict requirements!

Teacher Zhang is strict with us in study and cares about us in life. There are 46 students in our class. In order to let the students devote themselves to their studies, Mr. Zhang visited every family in his spare time and knew every child's family situation like the back of his hand, thus giving us timely care. Teacher Zhang will also observe words and deeds! Whenever a classmate is sick, she always asks her classmate what's wrong and whether she has taken any medicine. If the illness is serious, she will take her classmates to see a doctor herself, so that they can get timely treatment. Once when I was playing, I accidentally cut my hand. After the teacher knew, he quickly took me to the school infirmary for treatment. The bleeding stopped and a band-aid was put on. I was so excited. I am really proud of having such a strict and considerate teacher.

This is one of my most respected teachers-Miss Zhang.

The teacher's eyes

Teacher Zhang's eyes are neither too big nor too small. Thick eyes don't look good It seems nothing special at first glance, but take a closer look. Hey! Teacher Zhang's eyes can still talk.

One day in Chinese class, Teacher Zhang asked us to write a composition. I think I wrote very well. I want to see how my deskmate writes. I turned my head. Teacher Zhang glanced at me as if to say, "Do your thing seriously and don't look back." I quickly retracted my head.

One morning, Shishang's parents came to talk to Teacher Zhang. They had just chatted at the door of the classroom for a while when we began to chatter like sparrows. Teacher Zhang turned his head with a stern expression in his eyes, as if to say, "Sit still and learn by yourself. Don't you consciously do this? " Let's sit down quickly.

On another occasion, Teacher Zhang held an open class in our class. There are more than a dozen teachers in class, and the headmaster is also there. The students are very nervous. When Teacher Zhang said, "Who designed Zhao Zhouqiao?" I want to raise my hand, but I'm afraid of losing face in front of so many people. Teacher Zhang seemed to see through my mind and gave me an encouraging look, as if to say, "You can do it." I bravely stood up and gave the correct answer. Teacher Zhang showed his approval again. I know, that means, "You're great."

Now when I see Miss Zhang, I always look into her eyes first, and tell me if you have any whispers.

The teacher's smile

The teacher's smile is the bright sunshine in spring, which illuminates our young hearts; The teacher's smile is the summer rain, nourishing our hearts; The teacher's smile is the ripe fruit of autumn, and the sweetness flows into our hearts; The teacher's smile is to resist Yang Leng in winter and warm our hearts.

The teacher's bright smile is my motivation.

I remember when I was in the fourth grade, my painting "Armwrestling" won the first prize in the National Shuanglong Cup Calligraphy Art Competition. I was very excited after hearing the news. I seem to see the whole world smiling and saying to me, "You are really good!" I held back my excitement and accepted the teacher's reward. I saw the teacher smiled at me and said, "Keep working hard next time and try to win the first prize!" " "I will never forget that heartfelt smile.

Another time, I got 95.5 points in the math test, and I was very happy, because I haven't achieved such good results for a long time. After class, the math teacher smiled and said to me, "Wei Ying, you did well in this exam. Try to score 100 next time! " I'm glad to hear the news. It's like eating a candy in your mouth, sweet to your heart.

The teacher's bright smile seems to praise me, be happy with me, and give me infinite strength, which fills my heart like sunshine.

The teacher's friendly smile is the source of my confidence.

give a lecture

But I dare not speak on stage. Seeing that everyone has finished speaking, I still dare not go on stage. At this moment, I saw the teacher.

That friendly smile suddenly filled me with confidence, and I finally gave a speech on stage.

The teacher's friendly smile has been encouraging me, giving me confidence and courage, just like a horn blowing my forward melody.

The teacher's smile is like a golden key, which opens the lock of my heart. I will never forget it, because it has given me many wonderful things. I need it! Need a bright and friendly smile from the teacher.