My teacher (author Wei Wei) Original text: What impressed me most was my female teacher Cai Yunzhi in primary school.
in retrospect, she was eighteen or nineteen. There is a mole about the size of Yu Qian on the right corner of the mouth.
in my memory, she is a gentle and beautiful person. She never scolds us.
only once, her pointer seemed to fall. I greeted it with a slate, and the pointer tapped on the edge of the slate. Everyone laughed and she smiled. I noticed with the cunning eyes of children that she loved us and didn't really mean to fight.
how good children are at observing this! After class, she taught us to dance. I still remember her dressing me up as a girl and performing dancing. On holidays, she took us to her home and girlfriend's home. In her girlfriend's garden, she also let us observe bees. It was also at that time that I met the queen bee and ate honey for the first time in my life.
She loves poetry, and she loves to read poetry with singing voice. Until now, I still remember the tone of her reading poems, and I can recite the poems she taught us: the round sky covers the sea, the black water holds the boat, the mountains are far away, there are only clouds and trees on that day, and there are only seagulls on the water ... Today, I think about it, what a beneficial influence she has on my approach to literature and my love of literature! A teacher like this, how can we not like her and be close to her? We couldn't help crowding around when we saw her.
Even when she was writing, we looked at her silently, and even the way she held the pen was eager to imitate. There is a little thing, I don't know if it is worth mentioning, but in retrospect, it occupied my heart at that time.
My father was in the warlord army at that time, and he didn't come back for several years. My mother and I were worried about him and didn't know whether he was alive or dead. My mother often stands in front of a faded idol, burning incense and praying.
I don't know something like my mother. But among the children, my little "opponents" often shout in my ear: "Ouch, your dad can't come back, he ate a gun!" At that time, I was as sad as if my father had died.
At this time, Teacher Cai helped me, criticized my "opponents" and wrote a letter to comfort me, saying that I was a student with a clear heart like water. How common it is for a teacher to rule out a small dispute in the children's world; But in retrospect, at that time, I felt that I had great support! In the eyes of a child, how kind, fair and great his teacher is.
every holiday, we are even more reluctant to leave her. I still remember, before the holiday, I stood silently beside her and watched her pack up such and such things.
miss Cai! I don't know if you were aware of a child standing there and how attached he was to you! As for the summer vacation, how long it is for a child who likes his teacher! I remember one summer night, when the mat was laid in the house, mosquito-repellent incense was burning next to it, and I fell asleep. I don't know how long I slept, and I don't know what time it was at night. I suddenly got up and walked out in a daze.
Mother stopped: "What are you going to do?" "Looking for Teacher Cai ..." I answered vaguely. "Isn't it summer vacation?" Oh, I just woke up.
Look at that mat. I'm six or seven feet away. My mother pulled me back and persuaded me for a while before I fell asleep.
how much I miss my teacher Cai! In retrospect, I still think this is one of the treasures in my memory. A child's innocent heart is hard to compare with those who are in love! ..... When shall I meet my teacher Cai again? It's a pity that I didn't finish primary school, so I transferred to the county five primary schools. From then on, I was separated from our teacher Cai.
The author briefly introduces Wei Wei's famous modern writer, essayist, poet and novelist, whose original name is Wei Hongjie, and who used to use the pen name Populus davidiana. He is from Zhengzhou, Henan.
Born in June, 192 to a civilian family in the city. Under extremely difficult conditions, I finished civilian primary school and high school, and went to a simple normal school.
War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression broke out in July 1937. In December of the same year, he joined the Eighth Route Army in Shanxi's front line and embarked on the revolutionary road. In 1938, he studied at Yan 'an Military and Political University and joined China in April of the same year.
he has been living among soldiers. During the War of Liberation, he wrote a lot of poems between marching and fighting, except for the lost poems, which were compiled into the collection of poems "Dawn Scenery".
Wei Wei's early poems are passionate, deep and full of fighting spirit. In the winter of 195, he went to the front line of North Korea with the volunteers, and wrote the famous newsletters "Who is the cutest person", "Warrior and motherland" and "Young man, make your youth more beautiful".
especially "Who is the cutest person", with its rigorous selection and profound exploration, has deeply touched people and greatly inspired the enthusiasm of the people all over the country. Since 1954, he has also created many essays and essays, which have been compiled into two collections: Happy Flowers for Warriors and Spring Essays.
in 1958, when the volunteers triumphed, he wrote lyric prose "Affection of Farewell" and "In the Sound of Triumphal Songs", and in 1963, he published a literary essay "Road Signs". This excellent work is profound in thought, strong in emotion and refined in words, which marks a new stage of his creation.
The Oriental, a novel published in 1978, won the first Mao Dun Literature Prize in 1982. In 1992, he wrote the novel Red Ribbon on Earth. 2. Praise the teacher's ancient poems (praise the teacher's poems and the title and author of the poems)
1 Teacher, you are like a red candle, burning yourself and illuminating others.
2. Teacher, you are like a spring silkworm, spitting the threads of wisdom and weaving knowledge. 3. Once a teacher, always a father.
4. Teacher, you are like a gardener, cultivating the flowers of the motherland. If you are water, we are fish, and we can't leave you.
6 and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, And every night the candles will weep their wicks away. Highly respected, 7 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 8 teachers, 7 teachers, 7 teachers, 7 teachers, 7 teachers, The world will be so civilized because of you, teacher. You are a bright lamp. Praise the teacher's motto. 14 and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, And every night the candles will weep their wicks away, a respected teacher, devoted himself to life, taught students in accordance with their aptitude, and taught them by example and example for ten years. Trees have been cultivated for a hundred years, and mentors and mentors have been tireless. Tao Li praised teachers' poems all over the world. I remember your hands covered with powder. I remember your charitable teachings. I remember your new silver hair. Because of you, students can become talents. Because of you, the world will be like this. This civilized teacher, you are a bright light to find the HOME teacher for the lost children. You are an angel to praise the teacher's poetry in September, dedicated to the teacher in September, and arrived as scheduled. Therefore, the world is brilliant.
We sing September, because it is your eternal festival. We remember September, because it is our sincere confession.
September is a cup full of emotion. We hold high a sincere blessing with our hands. Please drink a toast. The movement in September has been played. Please accept our present in September. All the teachers who are struggling in the education front look haggard. The poem "and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away" written by Li Shangyin, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty in the old society, shows the perseverance, firmness and dedication of the silkworm to the extreme, which has become a beautiful sentence sung through the ages.
People vividly compare teachers to "spring silkworms", which is a high evaluation of teachers' selfless dedication and noble quality. People praise teachers just like spring silkworms, which "spit out all the threads in their hearts, devote infinite love to life, weave a splendid and warm world without knowing anything".
"Spring Silkworm" is a title that most teachers feel extremely honored. Zhu Guangqian, a famous educator, said: "As long as I am alive, I will spin silk for a day. I hope that the silk I spit will add a little warmth to the world and make the spring stronger."
Spring silkworms are pure and pure, with noble temperament; Spring eats a few green leaves and spits a splendid picture; Only the glorious people's teachers are worthy of this title, for the excellent qualities of spring silkworms, such as endless life and endless spinning. Candle-the most warm and moving title candle originated from the famous sentence of "and every night the candles will weep their wicks away" written by Li Shangyin, a poet in Tang Dynasty.
People praise candles because they burn themselves silently and illuminate others with their own light until they burn themselves out. Speaking of the quality of candles, people associate them with their beloved teachers, who impart their knowledge to their students and illuminate their voyage with the light of wisdom and character. Isn't this selfless dedication to "illuminate the road for others, let others see the light and burn themselves out" the most vivid metaphor for people's teachers? "If the red candle glows and gives off heat, it carefully cultivates the country's excellent materials, and it is like a spring silkworm who has no regrets and devoted his life to education." This couplet encouraged by the teacher is the recognition and pride of the title of "candle".
Lu Xun, a great modern writer, famously said, "Look down on a thousand fingers, bow down and be a Confucian ox", which sublimated and expanded the spirit of the ox. Later, people used the word "ox" as a metaphor for people who are willing to serve the people and make selfless contributions. The reason why people call a teacher a willing ox is that it is a well-deserved and most appropriate metaphor.
In China, teachers and students have always had the traditional virtue of "being close to each other as father and son". Teachers love their students as much as their own children, and work as hard as a willing ox. They are willing to make dedication and devote all their efforts to training a willing boy, with no intention of returning. Liu Rangxian, an outstanding teacher in China who won the "Ruzi Niu Award", has been rooted in the rural areas of Qinghai Plateau for decades, worked as conscientiously as a cow and dedicated his love to his children selflessly. Liu Rangxian is an outstanding representative of the majority of teachers and a vivid embodiment of the spirit of "Ruzi Niu".
the spirit of "a willing ox" is characterized by "deep love, silent cultivation, hard work, hard work and selfless dedication", and "what you eat is grass, but what you squeeze out is milk". These excellent qualities are embodied in the vast number of teachers in China.
The teacher is a new star at night, who helps us to light the way ahead when we are lost. The teacher is an umbrella to block the baptism of wind and rain for us when it rains cats and dogs.
mornings in her mirror she sees her hair-cloud changing, yet she dares the chill of moonlight with her evening song. There are no many ways to get to Pengshan, oh blue-birds, be listening!-Bring me what she says!.
The silk blooms before it grows old, and the candle tears become thicker in autumn. Spring sowing peaches and plums in 3, gardens, Qiu Lai is full of fruits in China.
2. The teacher Kuang Huanxue is highly respected, learned and valued heroes. The right time, the right place and the right person, the pen is like a magic, which is amazing.
3. Wang Bencheng dares to speak and act boldly, and has no regrets. The storm thunders and thunders, exhales and raises eyebrows. Who else is there in the world? 4. 。 3. Ask for an essay praising the teacher. < P > Who is it-< P > Leading the ignorant into a spacious classroom and < P > Teaching us rich knowledge?
it's you! Teacher!
With your hard sweat,
you have nurtured the tender seedlings that just broke ground in spring.
who is it-
to educate naughty us
into people who can be considerate and help others?
it's you! Teacher!
Your care is like a warm spring breeze
which warms our hearts.
Who is it-
Who brought us up to be
mature and sensible teenagers?
it's you! Teacher!
Your protection makes us grow healthily.
bear fruit in the golden autumn.
you have worked hard! Teacher!
people who work hard in the heat and cold.
you have worked hard! Teacher!
people who devote nothing to their youth.
we pay high tribute to you!
-you have worked hard, teacher! 4. I am eager to praise the teacher's poem, written by a famous Chinese author. Thank you. < P > Praise the teacher's poem 1: Our teacher, you are a candle, shining with faint candlelight; You are a gardener, shedding hard sweat and shining; Ah! Teacher-you trained me to be an adult and let me shine for my motherland; Ah! Teacher-you taught me how to be a man, and your hard work is flowing in my blood! Teacher, who has worked hard-to lead the ignorant into the spacious classroom and teach us rich knowledge? It is you! Teacher! With your hard sweat, you have nurtured the tender seedlings that just broke ground in spring.
who is it-who educated naughty us to be considerate and helpful? It is you! Teacher! Your care is like a warm spring breeze that warms our hearts. Who is it-to cultivate young us into mature and sensible teenagers? It is you! Teacher! Your protection makes us grow healthily.
bear fruit in the golden autumn. You have worked hard! Teacher! People who work hard in the heat and cold.
you have worked hard! Teacher! People who devote their youth to nothing. We pay high tribute to you! -you have worked hard, teacher! Praise the teacher's poem 2: Miss the gardener. Everything that has passed will become a kind miss ―― Teacher, I miss my middle school days, my alma mater and you … If time can go back, let me go back to my student days ―― Dear teacher, how much I want to listen to your earnest teachings again … After the Teacher's Day poem, your voice often rings in my ears for a long time; Your figure often appears before my eyes; Your teachings are always in my heart ... Life is an endless road. I walk, walk and keep walking.
when I am tired and slack, your firm face, firm voice and tenacious spirit will float in my memory. Teacher, you have taught me life, how can I forget you! Whenever the harvest time, I can't help but miss the hard-working cultivator-teacher.
teacher, although it's been a long time since I left, your image seems to be a bright light, which has been flashing in my heart. Today, I am in a distant place, folding the yesterday you gave me into a boat of memory and letting it float in the lake of missing.
the dress remains the same, and the beauty remains the same. Your familiar blackboard writing and familiar voice lead our thoughts to the past student days.
Oh, teacher ... I miss you, dear teacher! I cherish the gaze of your bright eyes in my heart. They are like clear springs with two eyes, flowing in my heart forever ... and drinking them.