I have lived in the school for nine years since I first entered the school. I have met many teachers, but I have never been red-faced with a teacher, because I know the greatness of teacher love, and I know that there is nothing to repay the kindness and affection of teachers.
I still remember that I was just in the first grade, and I was still a babbling child. I stepped into the school gate with curiosity and beautiful fantasy and met the first teacher in my life. At that time, I was always full of curiosity and always asked the teacher some silly questions now, but the teacher never got bored, always patiently and meticulously explained every "profound" question to me and told me a beautiful "story", just like a baby snuggling in its mother's arms and listening to the story. He gave me the principles of being a man and the truth of life. Although it always sounds confusing, just like listening to a gobbledygook, I have benefited a lot from it now. I really appreciate her. I have no gratitude to my teacher for his kindness. I can only remember this teacher's feelings forever!
With gratitude and nostalgia for my teacher, I entered the second grade of La and met a new teacher. At the age of 9, I am no longer as cute and naive as I was in the first grade. For teachers, there is a new kind of gratitude, thanking them for giving us knowledge and correcting homework at midnight every day. There is nothing to repay this gratitude, only to remember the teacher's feelings forever!
With this gratitude, I have been to the fifth grade, primary school is about to graduate, life is about to step on a step, and teachers are about to leave me. My gratitude and yearning for them are beyond words, only my inner gratitude. The kindness of the teacher can't be repaid. Only by making them proud and happy for me with excellent results will their goodness be in my heart forever!
With curiosity about my new teacher and nostalgia for my former teacher, I entered middle school. After entering middle school, I met different teachers. At the same time, these different teachers taught me to be strict with myself and let me understand the true meaning of the profession of teachers.
Middle school teachers no longer talk and laugh with us in class all day. They are very serious and strict with us. There are countless problems waiting for us every day, and there are countless criticisms around us every day, but I know it is good for us. It is these teachers who have made me rigorous now. I have no gratitude to return, only to remember forever!
The middle school entrance examination is coming soon, and I will say goodbye to the teachers soon. Although we are not together, our teachers and classmates will always be together!
The teacher's kindness is unforgettable, and the teacher's feelings will last forever. !