In daily study, work and life, everyone is familiar with essay writing. Essay writing requires neat and clean writing, correct and beautiful writing, clear and standardized fonts, and accurate punctuation. What kind of essays have you seen? The following is the teacher I have compiled for you. I want to ask you for essays and hope it can help you. Teacher, I want to tell you Essay 1
On the beach of memory, time will wash away many footprints of memory, but your footprints will always be clear. A three-foot podium stores the sun and moon, and a piece of chalk writes the Spring and Autumn Period.
Dear teacher, you are like a candle. Although it is thin, you are warm and light, illuminating others and exhausting yourself. You are like a beacon, giving us guidance when we are confused. Guide the way forward and lead us out of the fog; you are like a shot in the arm, giving us the motivation and courage to move forward when we are wandering in the face of setbacks and difficulties.
I still remember that year, I was once addicted to the colorful online world and couldn't extricate myself. I was perfunctory in my studies every day, which led to a rapid decline in my grades. Having lost my direction, I felt confused, lost motivation and confidence in learning, and lay on my desk every day, unwilling to communicate with my classmates. It was you who discovered my problems in time, patiently enlightened me, educated me, encouraged my classmates, made up lessons for me during class, accompanied me home after school, slowly opened my heart, and made me regain my love for learning. confidence.
In class, you have a cheerful and lively style. Your class is humorous and the knowledge points are explained clearly and thoroughly. Every time you take a composition class, you ask your classmates to speak first and then write. Some students do not speak well in some places, so you take the trouble to help them revise. The next day, looking at the essays that had been marked with red pens, we were all filled with gratitude. We know clearly that teachers often use their spare time to correct our compositions and work late into the night. Those comments are not only the teacher's guidance to us, but also the teacher's hard work.
Teacher, you are like a beautiful cultivator and a beautiful sower. It is you who shine with the beautiful sunshine and moisten with the beautiful rain and dew, so that our hearts are green and full of flowers. You use the nectar of knowledge to water the flowers of our ideals; you use the clear spring of the soul to nourish the beautiful fruits of our sentiments. You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the green shade of leaves!
I am not your best student, but you are my most respected teacher. I will never forget your sincere teachings, your kind words, your hard work, and your passion.
Dear teacher, Teacher’s Day is coming soon. I wish you full happiness and lots of joy! I want to tell you loudly, I love you! Teacher, I want to say something to you Essay 2
Dear Teacher Xiao Zhang:
Show your confidence and look happy!
I haven’t seen you for three years, Teacher Xiao Zhang. Maybe you don’t remember me. I am Zhan Jinbin from Baiyu Primary School. I am the little boy who you loved and loved like the apple of your eye. You always call me "Xiao Xiaobin"!
Teacher Xiao Zhang, you must still be so beautiful, kind, enthusiastic and considerate! You are the best teacher in my mind. Although you have only taught us for two years, we have learned a lot from getting along with you. The sincere teacher-student relationship and friendship we have established with you is like a cup of mellow wine. The longer it goes, the more fragrant it tastes; more like a cup of clear and elegant tea, the longer it goes, the longer the aftertaste becomes. But we parted on that scorching summer afternoon. "The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep", how can it compare with the friendship between our teachers and students?
It was you who made me write the article "Composition, My Enemy", which corrected my fear of composition. The anxiety, pain, longing, etc. that had been pent up in my heart poured out, and were replaced by inexplicable joy. That “enemy” became a model for your composition class and the beginning of my “angry as a poet”. In recent years, my "tofu cubes" that occasionally appear in newspapers are the fruits of the "unique skills" you taught me!
Teacher Xiao Zhang, it was you who taught me step by step how to copy the "Qinli Stele" and made me force myself to read those half-understood "Calligraphy Newspapers", so that my writing took on a new look and became more enjoyable. Middle school teachers like it. Closing your eyes, you can clearly see the graceful, elegant and extraordinary face and body, and the dazzling fragrance of "Yide Pavilion" (ink) also penetrates your heart and spleen.
Teacher Zhang, do you smell it?
Teacher Xiao Zhang, do you still remember the "Anxi Tea Art" performance and oolong tea song you taught? This year, the Chuncha Township government organized a competition, and your little Xiaobin won the first and third prizes respectively! You said: "We were born and grew up under the tea tree. We must never become 'tea (culture) blind'! If so, I will not be responsible for compensation if someone laughs their teeth off!"
However, my dear Teacher Xiao Zhang, your little Xiao Bin wrote in your letter today not for nostalgia or to claim credit, but to confide in you again. I only believe in you!
I am still ashamed of what happened in the final exam that should not have happened. Somehow, I cheated! Because I want to keep my position as "leader" with the highest overall score in the county unified examination!
To be honest, since entering middle school, my performance has been passable. However, the "competition" situation in the next semester made me confused, and my grades changed from "always" first place to "occasionally" first place. So I racked my brains and secretly made up my mind. Finally, I finished the Chinese language test and felt that it was not "perfect" enough. I looked at several competitors but they were all very happy, which made me feel guilty! I didn't hand in the paper, but put it in my trouser pocket. .
Noon. Teaching and Research Office. The teacher corrects the paper. I "picked up" 1.5 yuan and handed it over. The teacher took my name and I "by the way" threw the test paper under the seat of the corrector. I’m a little nervous, but I’m still looking forward to good news! . In the evening I was summoned. The leader of the Chinese team announced: "You have 0 points in Chinese!"
Teacher Xiao Zhang, I want to tell you that after nearly a month of calm thinking, I have broken out of the quagmire of depression, fear, and low self-esteem. Now, I no longer have to worry about how to face everything that I should face in the new school year!
Because, your little Bin, I still remember your "famous saying": "Those who sow with tears will surely reap with smiles!"
Paper is short but love is long. , please take care of me again!
Your forever Xiao Xiaobin
Teacher, Wednesday, July 25, 20xx, I want to tell you Essay 3
Teacher, usually, what you say The class is so refreshing and fluent, and your humorous language often makes us laugh. Our Chinese class is always spent in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. You are knowledgeable and can tell us many interesting stories from ancient times to the present, from inside to outside. Several students in our class who don’t like to speak are eager to try under your guidance and in the relaxed and pleasant classroom atmosphere. They often I couldn’t help raising my hands...Teacher, taking your class has enriched our knowledge and broadened our horizons. In addition to learning the knowledge in the textbook, we also learned a lot of extracurricular knowledge. Therefore, the students all fall in love with your class. .
However, teacher, you have changed in recent times. Your usually neat hair has become messy, your usually eloquent mouth has become taciturn, and your usually bright eyes have become taciturn. It is covered with red bloodshot eyes, and your usually cheerful expression has become exhausted... Recently, you have always been listless when giving lectures. The classmates are all wondering, what's wrong with you? So, several classmates and I made an appointment to go look for you to see if anything had happened to you recently. What we never expected was that as soon as we arrived at the door of the dormitory, we saw you playing with your mobile phone intently. We knocked on the door and wanted to go in. When we chatted with you, you, who usually treat us very well, seemed extremely impatient. You said that you were busy and had something to talk about in class, which made us swallow our words again. Later, we heard that the teacher was addicted to playing games on his mobile phone, and often stayed up all night playing games at night, so that he was listless when teaching us. Hearing this, we are all afraid. We are afraid that you will be addicted to mobile games and forget about us. We are afraid that you will only play mobile games and have no time to prepare lessons. We are even more afraid that you will become irritable and taciturn because of playing mobile games. teacher!
Teacher, I want to tell you, stop playing mobile games. We all hope that high-spirited teacher will come back soon! Teacher, I want to say something to you Essay 4
You are the hard-working gardener, and we are the flowers sucking the sunshine; you are the vast sea, tolerating our mistakes again and again; you are the flower in the pond. The lotus leaves hold up a green shade for us.
Six years ago, I was still an ignorant little girl. It was you who held my hand and walked forward step by step.
Along the way, I have grown up a lot and become more sensible. Isn’t this all due to you?
Teacher, do you still remember that afternoon? You said to me: "Being a human being is more important than being knowledgeable." This sentence has always been buried in my heart. It is not until today that I understand: what you impart is not only knowledge, but also a way of being a human being. Every time, when I accidentally got into trouble, you always took the trouble to reason and tell me stories. When I was awake from a dream and nodded regretfully, a comfortable smile appeared on your face.
Teacher, I want to tell you.
How I envy you! Watching you lead us to read the text aloud, and watch you patiently explain difficult problems to us, I feel a surge of love in my heart. What I admire most about you are your special methods. Your methods are like good medicine that can cure our bad habits. When we didn't take eye exercises seriously, you came up with a good idea: "Whoever performs well can grant him a small wish." Upon hearing this, the students were full of curiosity, and the quality of eye exercises improved. Yes, there is a bit of pride on your face. My favorite method is still "two minutes a day". You see that we are not active and expressive in class, so we adopted a new strategy: each student takes turns speaking in the class for two minutes every day to see who speaks the best and most interestingly. As soon as the new method was implemented, many students were eager to try it, hoping to show off their skills on stage. Within a few days, this activity was carried out like a fire, we all became active in the class, and the teacher liked us more and more.
Somehow, under the teacher’s unique teaching method, our naive hearts quietly opened like buds in the sun. Teacher, how should we thank you! Teacher, I want to say something to you Essay 5
Dear Teacher Xu, hello. Over the years, I have often wanted to write to you and say thank you for your meticulous care for us over the past five years.
I remember the first day I entered school, I was still a timid boy. Looking at the unfamiliar classroom and sizing up the unfamiliar classmates. I couldn't help but grabbed my mother's clothes tightly and refused to let go. Then you came, looking at me with a pair of beautiful big eyes. You asked kindly: "Is this kid Wang Xiang? Come in quickly." You held my hand, ah! Your hands are so big and warm! I let go of my mother's clothes and followed you into the classroom.
I am very shy. Once in class, you asked a question, and the classmates all raised their hands to answer. I also wanted to raise my hands, but I didn’t dare. I had to lower my head and kept thinking. I was saying "Teacher Xu, don't call me, don't call me", but you still called me. At that time, all the classmates' eyes fell on me. I was so panicked that my face turned red and my head kept shaking. I dared to raise my head, stammered, and answered the questions incoherently. My voice was so low that only I could feel it. My classmates all laughed, my head lowered, my face turned redder, and my heart beat faster. , I simply closed my mouth and didn’t dare to answer your question. With my pounding heartbeat, I was afraid that you would get angry at me. However, I didn’t expect that instead of blaming me, you kindly said to me, “You don’t have to.” Although you are afraid, you still performed very well. Even if you are wrong, it doesn't matter. Children grow up by constantly correcting their mistakes, and the teacher will always support you. "You looked at me with encouraging eyes. At this time, A wave of heat spread throughout my body, and I slowly raised my head, just in time to see your affectionate eyes and kind smile, so kind and beautiful! I raised my head confidently and answered the question boldly. In the future study, I became more and more confident.
Teacher Xu, you turned me from a timid and ignorant naughty boy into a primary school student who loves to learn. I want to say to you at this moment: I love you, Teacher Xu! Teacher, I want to say something to you Essay 6
Dear Teacher Zheng:
Hello!
My teacher’s kindness is unforgettable, my past love is hard to let go, and every emotion will be etched in my heart forever.
As the years pass by, the affectionate past scenes unfold one after another. Time flies by and the world changes. The only thing that remains unchanged is my endless thoughts and gratitude to you.
It’s hard to let go of that time and the exchange that led me to the palace of faith. At that time, maybe because I was feeling panicked and had nowhere to talk about my emotions, I started writing poems. Wherever I felt, my thoughts started to flow. However, because I lacked confidence in myself, I never submitted a poem and just poured out my emotions silently.
Then one time I handed in my diary. Because I was busy with other things, I had to quickly write a poem and hand it in. The content was my reflections on life. Later, the notebook was distributed, and when I opened it, I found the note you left for me: Your poetry teacher likes it very much! Can the teacher excerpt it?
I was shocked by the bold handwriting and sincere words. I couldn’t believe that you wrote this to me. I can still vaguely feel my violent heartbeat at that time. When I submitted my diary again, I replied to you: Thank you for your appreciation, please feel free to excerpt it! This started a heart-to-heart conversation. In the next year, the content of the note kept changing. You encouraged me to submit articles and mobilized me to join the literary club. My confidence grew from my communication with you. Get up...
In my long journey of life, it was you who allowed me to appreciate the warmth of spring and feel the meticulous care of spring; it was you who allowed my soul to swim in the ocean of knowledge. , accept the test of the stormy waves; it is you who allowed my body to gallop in the wilderness and accept the tempering of the thorny swamps... You used your sincere love to sow full seeds in the young and tender hearts - knowledge, Kindness, courage, faith... At the same time, you also nourish these fruits with your actions, leading the lost children to run towards the light...
I will never forget your first self-study class. situation. At that time, when you walked into the classroom, you saw us gathered in front of the blackboard. As soon as we saw you, we immediately dispersed. There was a picture on the blackboard: an old lion standing upright on its hind legs, with a funny face. Wearing a pair of big glasses. There are two poems next to it:
"From a distance, it looks majestic, but from nearsight, the old lion hangs its hooves."
After you read the painting, you looked at us again. At this moment, each of us is trying our best to show a calm expression that "has nothing to do with us", but we still glance at your facial expressions from time to time. You looked back and just smiled, and continued at the end of the poem:
"When walking, the wind blows the fallen leaves, and when you lie down, the lengths are uneven."
Then you ask: "How? This classmate can be directly promoted to the representative of the Chinese language department, congratulations to him." The whole class burst into laughter. The "Poetry and Painting Writer" slowly stood up, blushing, and wanted to say something. You smiled and gestured for him to sit down, turned around, and wrote heavily on the black: Respecting teachers and teaching is the foundation of learning.
There is no such thing as a banquet in the world. Teacher Zheng, although we are in different places, I will sail the ship of life with your encouragement, overcome obstacles with your gifts, and carry your expectations all the way. Moving forward...
Dedicate this treasured memory and emotion to the special you, and wish you health and happiness forever! I would also like to express my sincere words to the teachers all over the world who work quietly and selflessly like you: Thank you!
Sincerely,
Salute!
Your eternal student: Teacher Zhang Junyi, I want to say something to you Essay 7
Dear teacher:
Hello! How are you doing now? I miss you so much.
Teacher, I want to tell you that you have worked hard. During the two years that I have been with you, I have seen many years pass by quietly from your face. You have paid so much for us. Do you still remember that night we went to Shiqi to count down the arrival of New Year’s Day? I will always remember that night. The atmosphere was very good that night. There were crowds of people on the street. We gathered around you in groups. We held hands to climb the mountain. Although it was tiring, it was worth it. We finally made it to the top. At the top of the tower, we were chased down by the security personnel there, saying that it was not safe at night and they were not allowed to stay at the top of the tower. We all walked down again dejectedly, but the teacher was telling us jokes to make us happy. For a moment, our hearts are moving closer to each other. The countdown time has come, and people on the street are approaching the bell one after another. We hold our breath, very nervous, but also very excited. Following the lead of the host, the countdown sound of "5, 4, 3, 2, 1" It was so loud. At the moment when the bell rang, I only heard people's cheers and the sound of fireworks. It was an unforgettable night. Teacher, do you know? That night, your smile was beautiful, beautiful.
Teacher, you once left me a message on your homework. You said that you liked reading my excerpt very much. It gave you hope. More importantly, reading my excerpt made your heart It is very peaceful. You have seen many things that you have not been exposed to. Those famous quotes calm your irritable heart. You hope that you can see more words that make your eyes shine in the future.
Teacher, I want to tell you that although I can no longer show you my excerpts, I will always work hard to find more good things and pass them on to you with my heart. Apart from you, no teacher has ever treated me well. Having said this, you don't know that after I saw it, my heart couldn't calm down for a long time. Teacher, you are the most beloved teacher in my life. Where can I start from you, my teacher? In fact, every teacher is a nurturing person. Under their careful care, we are able to bloom, grow and bloom beautifully. Here, I can't help but say: Poor hearts of teachers all over the world!
Tonight the sky is clearer and the moon is brighter. Teacher Liang, are you asleep? I want to say to you, teacher: Don’t be too tired, go to bed early!
Sincerely,
Salute!
May 30, 20xx Teacher, I want to say something to you Essay 8
Dear teacher:
Teacher, a kind name, a song in my heart 's hymn.
I remember a classmate once made such an analogy: "Chinese is the drink, and the teacher is the straw. Chinese is the sound of nature that feeds the motherland's mother river; Chinese is the exchange of feelings between flesh and blood at home and abroad. Song of the Heart. "Indeed, your shoulders are the ladder for us to move forward. It is you, our lovely and respectable Chinese teacher, who makes the excellent traditional culture pass on forever.
I can’t forget the drops of sweat on your forehead on the podium in summer; I can’t forget that in the cold winter, your sonorous and powerful voice makes us feel warmer; I can’t forget that when you have a cold, you bring You lectured us in a hoarse voice, and you turned around and coughed hard from time to time. When you turned around, your hard work was already written on your red face! However, you still keep your usual familiar smile and continue the class. At that moment, your hoarse voice seemed particularly loud. At this time, an inexplicable thought came to my mind. I know this kind of thing is called touching. Teacher, thank you for your hard work! Teacher, we are forever grateful to you! The moment we look forward to the most is when you help us comment on our compositions. I love that you take the trouble to tell us how to incorporate the knowledge and materials you have into our compositions. I remember one time I went off topic in my composition. You helped me point out why I went off topic in class and how to correct it. In addition to criticizing, you also did not forget to affirm my pertinent points and hope that I can use my strengths and avoid my weaknesses. Teacher, I will always keep your teachings in mind.
I will never forget your encouraging words that came to my ears after every exam: "Since / today / I can't be a star / why not / tomorrow / turn into a bright moon." Therefore, we Never sink, never relax, and never give up chasing dreams. Success or failure. Amid your encouragement, we never relax. We know that your love and care for us are condensed in the spur, and we will run as hard as we can.
Teacher, you are like a candle. Although you burn yourself, you illuminate others. Your wings are flying in the sky, and your voyage is rolling on the earth.
Under your leadership, in "Appreciation of Tang Poetry and Song Ci", we can appreciate the style of literati together. "The great river goes eastward, and the waves are swept away, and the romantic figures of the ages" - Su Dongpo's boldness and freedom; "An Neng can crush my eyebrows and bend my waist to serve the powerful, so I can't open up a new look" - Li Bai's romance and arrogance.
It is your nature to seek diligently; it is your bounden duty to teach diligently. Diligently cultivating the wasteland of love is your sentiment, and conscientiously cultivating the land of knowledge is your love.
If we were a mirror, it would be your love to wipe it away a hundred times, and we would like the mirror to hang high to reflect your bright smile; if we were a seed, it would be your love to nurture it and nurture it over and over again, we would, The shade of green trees gives you coolness; if we were jade, thousands of carvings would be your merits, and we would be willing that jasper would have no time to embellish your beauty.
Although years have passed, time has left its mark on our faces, but we are still young at heart, because true love and care will always remain! The kapok outside the window is still brilliant, and the river flows under the Yucai Bridge. We will never forget the lovely class of Grade 2 (5), nor will we forget you as a dedicated and competent Chinese teacher.
Until now, I still don’t understand why your classmates always like to surround you after class. Sometimes there seems to be no reason, no purpose. Because, at that moment, you and we were both filled with happiness.
I am very willing. If I have another chance, I will choose to be a teacher like you.
Best wishes to you! Teacher, thank you for your hard work! Teacher, we are forever grateful to you!
Sincerely yours
Salute