White chalk powder, waves falling. It makes your black hair white, but it sets off your youthful green more strongly. What do you know? I've compiled a
White chalk powder, waves falling. It makes your black hair white, but it sets off your youthful green more strongly. What do you know? I've compiled a few model essays for you below, hoping to help you.
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I am a young teacher who has just worked for three years. Walking into the campus where I work and live, I can't help but think of the campus where I have been, which is the "paradise" for children. Children grow up here, study here, make friends here and exercise here. It is full of children's laughter and happy childhood. Now I am standing on the campus of Sanlidun Primary School, and my heart is filled with emotion. Campus is our second home. It shines on us like a fiery red sun and moistens us like a spring rain. Let's never forget the heavy responsibility on our shoulders. I want to say "I love you, campus" to this century-old school.
I like the charming scenery on campus. This year, we moved into a brand-new campus. In my eyes, the sky on campus is always so blue and the clouds on campus are always so white. My childhood dreams and my students' dreams fly in the blue sky and white clouds. Walking on campus, the eye-catching school motto "Be grateful for virtue and choose good deeds" will always be printed in everyone's heart. Yes, this is the philosophy of our school. Walking backwards, a playground appeared in front of us. There are two basketball stands on one side of the playground. They are like guards, not afraid of hardship and fatigue, guarding our campus day and night. There are several osmanthus trees in the south of the playground. In October, sweet-scented osmanthus is refreshing. To the east of the playground is the sacred flag-raising platform, and the bright five-star red flag flutters on the flagpole of the flag-raising platform, which is so peaceful. Every Monday, all the teachers and students come to the playground to attend the solemn flag-raising ceremony.
I like the colorful campus life. At the beginning of class, Lang Lang's reading sound is accompanied by the teacher's pure teaching, and the children enjoy swimming in the ocean of knowledge. As soon as the bell rang, the campus immediately became noisy. The children are running, playing, sweating and laughing, as free and happy as birds. The students are all excited about the Mid-Autumn Poetry Reading Competition on campus. International interest groups in checkers, dance and art enrich children's quality in all aspects. On weekends, the art school built a learning platform for children. The swallow is gradually plump.
I love the deep feelings between teachers and students on campus more. "Students are their own children," the teacher thought. "Teachers are my parents," the students thought. In our school, almost all are schools for children of migrant workers. These two plain sentences truly express the feelings between teachers and students. The child was left unattended at home, and the teacher used recess to help the child understand knowledge, at the expense of his rest time. The child was ill and the teacher took him to the hospital for treatment. Children are out of school, parents are too busy to pick them up, teachers take them to their side, guide them to finish their homework, and so on, which makes me feel that love is transmitted everywhere in the school. Teachers love students, and students love teachers.
I love my campus. Let's pass on our love, devote ourselves to our work with the fullest enthusiasm and contribute our strength to the beautiful campus.
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Dear leading teachers, hello, the topic of my speech today is "I love our school"
Love is a poem, hazy and bizarre, brilliant and dazzling; Love is a wisp of wind, fresh and fascinating, floating magically. I love sunshine, because it can illuminate my eyes; I love rain and dew because it can nourish my soul, but I love my school more because it is the fulcrum of my life. I want to say to you: "I love you in Grade Five".
I love you in No.5 Middle School. It is your history that touched me, your spirit that led me, your culture that influenced me, and your progress that inspired me.
1953, from the day you founded the school, you started in pursuit and exploration, and rose in struggle and struggle. Over the past half century, you have cultivated a batch of outstanding graduates with the school-running concept of "caring for and cultivating both mind and will", and the peaches and plums are all over the country. In 59 years, you wrote a magnificent symphony of exploration and innovation, glory and dreams.
With the spirit of "rigorous scholarship, selfless dedication, courage to explore and pursue Excellence", you have pointed out the direction for me in my work, purified my mind and sublimated my spiritual realm. It is you who make me full of energy in my work and life.
You are as quiet and beautiful as a university, with green grass, flowers and birds, and a stone fountain, but I feel that this is the warm home for our teachers and students. You have first-class school-running equipment, and the use of multimedia in the classroom has enabled us to embark on the road of modern teaching. Take a walk on the plastic playground at night and exercise in the swimming pool and gym during the holidays. I really feel that I can work in No.5 Middle School and how lucky I am to have such a good working environment.
You have an excellent leadership team. They are brave in pioneering, decent in style and pragmatic. With their "spirit, honesty and atmosphere" and their "ideals, wisdom and sweat", you will continue to develop, the quality of teaching will be improved year by year, and the enrollment rate will continue to hit new heights. Let me feel how proud I am as a middle school student. How can I not love you with such a long history, such a broad spirit, such a high-grade culture and such an excellent leadership team?
I love you in No.5 Middle School. It is you who cultivate me, care about me and let me grow. Peach blossoms bloom and wither, and willows wither and turn green. I have been working for ten years. Ten years can be said to be a long time, which makes me mature from immaturity here. Ten years can also be said to be a short time, because memories of the past are like yesterday. Ten years ago, I came here with my yearning for No.5 Middle School and a better life. From the first day I set foot here, I fell in love with it deeply. But I don't know how to be an excellent teacher and how to teach students well. It was President Lin who listened to my class section by section and sincerely told me that there were still some shortcomings in English teaching and how to improve it, so that I could avoid detours and master some teaching methods. Whenever I feel sleepy at work, it is President Zhang who understands me, encourages me, spurs me to forge ahead and gives me a demonstration. My child is ill in hospital, and I am so upset that I am anxious to get angry. Colleagues in the group comforted me and said, don't worry, the child is short of money to see a doctor. We will help you, and no one will take care of you. We will take turns to take care of you after work. Such simple words made me feel extremely warm, and moved tears swirled in my eyes, but I couldn't express my gratitude to them.
In the big family of No.5 Middle School, whenever I encounter difficulties in my life, someone always gives me a warm hand to relieve my difficulties in my life. Someone gave me directions at work, which made me clear the way forward. Even those old teachers who gave selflessly and lifted me up with their bodies made me climb to the peak of my life. When I finally overcome my suffering and set sail, how can I forget those who have pointed me out, helped me and lifted me up? Because you have them, how can I not love you
I love you, I love the school, and I will repay it with my whole life.
Einstein once said that a person's value should be judged by what he has contributed, not by what he has taken. In the fifth middle school, you gave me the opportunity to realize the value of life, you gave me confidence, and I realized the happiness of my work. Crows know how to feed back, and sheep know how to kneel and feed. I am willing to have a grateful heart and face life with a positive attitude. I am willing to dedicate my knowledge to my students, raise the sunshine in my hand and illuminate their journey. I would like to dedicate my youth to this campus, take off my wings and give it to you to fly.
Finally, I want to send you a little poem to represent my mood. I am happy, because of the bitter fruit, I am happy, because of the cool breeze and bright moon, I am lonely. I am gratified, because my tutor and friends have given me care, and I am moved, because the steaming campus is my eternal love.
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"I love you, my home; My home, my paradise ... "Dear teachers and coaches, dear classmates, I miss you so much! As the saying goes, a day goes by without seeing Sanqiu. I haven't seen you for a summer vacation, and how many autumns have passed? The long summer vacation of one and a half months made the missing mouse miss and die. Although I see you every day now, there is no distance, because Jindun is my home. How can I not love her? Golden shield, I love you, just as mice love rice, I love you, and I love my family.
It's the first time to get close to this stage. Let me introduce myself first. My name is, I'm not nervous, I'm sorry, my legs are a little weak, my throat is a little tight and my head is a little dizzy. Dear students, please extend your delicate little hands and give me some encouragement and support with applause.
Today, I am here to tell you my love history. Nuo Nuo, I put my foot in my mouth. I want to talk to you about my fate with Jin Dun in the past two years.
In 2006, it was a spring, and a pocket-sized man drove a dark green van to the paradise-like school-Golden Shield.
Wow! How beautiful! The little man looked around, and the blue sky, white clouds, green hills, birds singing and insects singing, such a beautiful scenery and such a beautiful scene, deeply attracted his attention. He couldn't help thinking: how happy he would be if he could work and study in this fairyland on earth!
Lose no time, Yuan Qiu, a cute little angel naked, fluttered her wings and flew in, bowing and taking an arrow, swishing and impartial, right in the heart. The little man couldn't help falling in love with plop.
The beauty of Golden Shield is just like her culture, her connotation and her elegant temperament, which makes you intoxicated, obsessed or in love involuntarily. This is the legendary love at first sight.
Just like the "fate" written by Fan Wei, a bald donkey, the little man has forged an indissoluble bond with the Golden Shield since then.
Some people say that if the little man has a flat head and only a handful of hair on his forehead, he will sing "a winding river in front of his brother and a sweet song opposite his sister;" My brother's heart is choppy. When will my sister let me get through to you? "Isn't this the essence of concentration-Pan Changjiang? Others say that this little man loves to laugh, and when he smiles, he will show his beautiful fangs. Isn't this the interesting guy in Ghost of Joy III?
Around a big circle, the handsome guy mentioned is himself. Don't laugh, for the record, the "handsome" here is cricket.
In my first semester in Jindun, I heard a classmate privately call me "a short teacher who teaches computers". Later, this title gradually evolved into "the webmaster who manages the computer room and the Internet". Later, some students called me "Gui-"or "Huang-"or simply "Gui Ge-". To tell you the truth, I feel very kind and impressed. Of course, I prefer what most students call me: Miss Huang. The ancients said: "A year's plan is nothing like a tree valley; The ten-year plan is nothing more than a forest; I am always excited by the sacred mission of shaping the soul. I am glad that fate has given me this career, and I am also glad that Golden Shield has given me a stage to realize my value. Golden shield makes me sincerely agree that teachers are the most glorious profession under the sun.
In the past two years, I have studied and made progress with you in the classroom and computer room, and the towering green hills outside the window witness our friendship; On the playground, on the stage and in the arena, you always dance with exuberant and energetic numbers. You make Golden Shield full of energy and make me feel young all the time. In order to prevent sleeping, an advertisement was inserted: "Twenty this year, eighteen next year; If you want a good panel, there will be a big treasure sooner or later; If you want to grow up early, please come to Jindun! "
Dear students, you are my students and my friends, especially the 2006 Golden Shield students who are about to embark on their internship. Just like almost every computer in school has had close contact with me, every smiling face of yours is remembered in my heart. I came to this beautiful campus with you, and experienced and tasted hundreds of happy and fulfilling days together in the warm family of Jindun. Please cherish this wonderful memory. Although my main frequency is not high, my memory is insufficient, my hard disk is not big, and my motherboard is unknown, I still run honestly. Please treat me as your forever friend-whenever you see the computer, please think of me.
Finally, to paraphrase Zhou Xingxing, I want to say: Now I have a sincere love in front of me, and I will cherish it so as not to regret it when I lose it. The most painful thing in the world is this.
If everyone can give me a chance to express my love at this moment, I will say to you, "I love you, I love the Golden Shield!" " "If I have to add a deadline to this love, I hope it is 10,000 years ... thank you!