The person I admire most is Teacher Li, the Chinese teacher who has been teaching me since I entered school. Whenever Teacher Li stands in front of the podium, her slender figure is particularly eye-catching. Her steps are light and graceful, like a willow in March. Her face is like a blooming white orchid, with a smile written on her face, always overflowing with contented joy. Teacher Li’s teaching is fun and open, and most importantly, she cares deeply about the quality of her classmates. In front of her, no matter who it is, the good ones need to be praised and the bad ones need to be criticized. I remember one time, Yang Yong accidentally fell down at the door of our class after finishing physical education class. Teacher Li happened to pass by. She flew over in two steps, helped Yang Yong up, and asked eagerly: "Falled?" Does it hurt? Where is it hurt..." The teacher kept comforting him, and Yang Yong cried excitedly. The teacher cares about us and loves us like a mother. It gets dark early in winter, and teachers always send students who are far away home when it snows. If a classmate is sick, the teacher will give up his precious time to visit him and make up classes for him. Therefore, our class's Chinese scores are excellent, either first or second in grade. What surprised me even more was that she never "occupied" our precious self-study time, but sometimes ended get out of class a little late just to teach us more knowledge.
Teacher Li is strict and methodical, strict and measured with us. He is worthy of being a good teacher with both ability and political integrity. Six years of primary school life is coming to an end, and I really can't bear to leave her - the person I admire most, Teacher Li.
There are many people worthy of admiration around us. She may be a mother who studies foreign languages ??diligently in her spare time every day; she may be a friend who practices calligraphy; she may be a cleaner who works silently despite the cold and heat; she may be an uncle or aunt who strives for self-improvement and hard work... But in The person around me who deserves my most admiration is my father.
My father will always be a very smart "great mathematician" in my mind! Whenever I encounter a problem, I go to him to solve it. He just helps me point out a "direction" every time and leaves me enough thinking space! Instead of telling all the answers! For example, one time, when a Mathematical Olympiad question stumped me, I just shouted "I can't do it!", "I can't do it!"...I shouted impatiently: "You He just said, "Actually, I didn't use my brain at all." Then, he came over and took a look, and said, "Your equation is correct, but you made a huge mistake in a certain link. This is the biggest mistake." It shouldn’t be!” So ??I scanned it carefully again, and suddenly I found that there was indeed a calculation error in one step. As my father said, it was a huge mistake that shouldn’t be done! Alas, this is all caused by carelessness!
In my mind, my father will always be a "great calligrapher" whose calligraphy is no less impressive than Wang Xizhi's! I can write such a good handwriting. Behind this, how much effort my father has put in! How much sweat!
My dad will always be a young and handsome "dad" in my mind! No matter how many gray hairs he has! No matter how many wrinkles you have! No matter he... he is my good father! This is the person I admire most - the perfect person - Dad!