Teachers are reborn parents, and teachers are engineers who shape human souls. I respect teachers, I love teachers, and I want to be a teacher. I am a middle school teacher now, and my understanding and love for teachers is the most convincing. From primary school to university, from home to outside, from inside to outside, I have experienced many teachers. They have the same characteristics: persistence in love, shaping the soul and creating beauty. Almost every teacher who has taught me deserves my respect, and the most worthy of my respect is Mr. Liu Chengfeng, the head teacher of normal school. As soon as I entered the normal school, the first teacher I met was a young, tall, fit and beautiful female teacher. She is the head teacher of our class 865. Teacher Liu was assigned to high flyers from the Chinese Department of the University two years ago to take our two courses, Language Basis and Selected Works. Her lectures are very distinctive, and her pure and sweet mezzo-soprano is often used to give us model reading of American literature in class. Standard pronunciation, elegant timbre and charming artistic conception often bring us into a wonderful realm, which makes people daydream. My Mandarin learning can be said to have started from her. Besides studying, she also cares about me. She looked at me carefully and made me a cadre in the class. She found that I have a strong sense of responsibility and recommended me to hold an important position in the student union; She found that I like calligraphy and seal cutting, and created opportunities for me to exercise more, practice more and participate more. She said that I had a good smile, a good image and beautiful handwriting, but I was a little shy and not brave enough. She asked me to learn from each other and work hard to improve. I secretly made up my mind to silently remember the teacher's words and do everything well. Since then, with the care and help of Mr. Liu, I have made rapid progress and won many honors for my class, school and myself. In the second half of the second grade, Teacher Liu became a mother. She was replaced by a male teacher. Although he is also excellent, my gratitude and love for Mr. Liu is hard to erase. To tell the truth, in the early days of my thirst for knowledge and demanding progress, she was undoubtedly an amiable, lovely and respectable tall and beautiful image deeply imprinted in my heart. My present teaching style, dealing with people, words and deeds all have her shadow. I want to pass on her good side to my next generation. "Teacher, preach and teach to solve doubts". The teacher's responsibility may be to hand over the essence of our 5,000-year civilization, so as to better revitalize our China. The year I graduated, my teacher was transferred to another city. Now, although we are thousands of miles apart, my love for Miss Liu will never stop. She is the person I respect most.