Composition 700 words: childhood hidden in the depths of memory

It's been two years. I have been away from her for two years. I haven't seen her for two years. I wonder if she is all right. Once, she was the person I hated most, and now, she is the person I want to thank most. In the third grade, the original math teacher was assigned to another class and she came. Her thin face is wrinkled, her face is slightly black, and her arms are like two dry branches. This is everyone's first impression of her. Without any prologue, she came to class with a hoarse voice and wrote a beautiful running script. After she gave us two classes, we didn't know her surname was Yuan, so we always called him Miss Yuan and called her "devil" behind her back. The "devil" is very strict, and his eyes are chilling. Not cold, but trembling. Describe being very scared. The whole class hides when they see him. She always leaves a lot of homework. Out of disgust for her and a lot of homework, I began to cut corners. Now it also refers to doing things conveniently and carelessly. ], was soon discovered, she scolded me loudly in front of the whole class and showed her homework to the whole class. In that class, I stood all the time. After class, I cried. Although I have no reason, I hate her. A week later, I was invited by my parents for a simple reason: I didn't hand in my math homework three times. After class that day, she called me to the front and shouted at me. Seeing that I lowered my head and didn't answer the questions she asked many times, I suddenly raised my hand, but I couldn't fall behind for a long time. Finally, she waved feebly and motioned me to go back. After class, her last words before going out were: "Wang Mengru, invite your parents tomorrow!" " "The next day, after my mother came back from her, she gave me a good beating. So I hate her. In the final exam of the third grade, I ranked first in the math grade group, and suddenly I remembered a lot of her nagging words. Maybe my grades are not just my own efforts? But I still seem to hate her in my heart. In the fourth grade, I changed my math teacher, surnamed Xie, who is amiable. Gentle attitude, easy to approach. ]。 The devil took a leave of absence for six months because of appendicitis. When the head teacher announced the news to us, the whole class cheered in a low voice, but I was a little lost. Without her strict discipline, my math scores plummeted. Later used to describe a sharp decline in reputation, status or economic situation. I only got 89 points in the final exam, 100, which is the only time that I failed to pass the 90-point mark in all previous primary school final exams. In the fifth grade, she came back and I was invited by my parents again. Of course, it's my homework. She told me in public that if I didn't let my parents come, I would never approve my homework. In the afternoon, I sent my homework to her office. When I saw it was me, my smiling face suddenly pulled down. He threw his homework aside and said without looking up, "Take it back!" " "Back in class, I dropped my exercise book on the table and bit my lip without crying. I hate her. Finally, my father went and came back and talked to me seriously. I talked to her once, and because of that conversation and the pressure of entering a higher school, I put my hatred for her aside for the time being. I only study for myself, and I can't let it affect my grades. I got a score of 104 in the entrance examination, ranking second in my class. I met her during the summer vacation. She smiled and said that I did well in the exam. She also said that I worked hard in the fifth grade and didn't let her down. I don't feel cold about these words. Until one time, I accidentally mentioned a composition topic. Mom said I should write about my teacher Yuan, because she made me. I hung my eyes and said I didn't want to write. The father sitting next to him was silent for a long time. He said slowly, "In fact, your teacher Yuan has said that she likes you very much. I just didn't show it. She has high hopes for you because you have never let her down. She also said that you, the first student in the math exam, are her most proud students ... "The surging tears can't stop. ...