Every day, when Ms. Fu appears in front of us in high spirits, I seem to see the great power contained in her petite body, which pushes us to seek the treasure of knowledge. Under the thick lens, a pair of wise eyes will always inspire us to climb the temple of knowledge.
In the past six years, my Chinese performance has been steadily improving, not only because of Fu's erudition, but also because of her teaching methods. She is always good at discovering small problems that have just sprouted with keen insight and helping us to understand and correct them in time. Make us understand the truth that "a levee of a thousand miles collapses in an ant nest" and learn to grow up in repeated mistakes.
I remember it was the sixth grade last semester. Because I just finished my summer vacation, I haven't resumed my playfulness, and I haven't put my mind on my study: I haven't written my homework, handed it in late, and my exam results are on the verge of passing. The teacher didn't "leave me alone" and soon found parents to discuss it together. Not only did I find the deep-seated reasons for my learning attitude, but also helped me find a suitable solution, dragging me back from the cliff and becoming an excellent student again. She taught me how to set reasonable study goals and how to cultivate good study habits, which will definitely benefit me for life.
As a class teacher, Mr. Fu always pays attention to our physical and mental growth.
A few days ago, it was popular to play mobile phones in the class. After the teacher learned, there was no simple and rude prohibition, but a secret observation. An excellent student in the class has obviously decreased his academic performance since he brought a mobile phone. After she failed in a unit test, the teacher had an in-depth communication with her and learned that parents let her take the mobile phone because they were afraid that their children would get lost, but she didn't expect it to affect her study. Therefore, the teacher communicated with parents in time about the possible physical and mental harm caused by mobile phones to minors. After that, Mr. Fu gave us a class meeting, discussed the advantages and disadvantages of mobile phones with us, listed examples of the harm of mobile phones to teenagers, and taught us how to use mobile phones reasonably. Teacher fu is like this. She not only cares about our study, but also cares about our physical and mental health. No wonder my parents often say to me, "You are so lucky to meet Mr. Fu!"
Next, I would like to introduce what I admire most about Mr. Fu: humor.
One afternoon, the teacher came into the classroom and said to the class, "There are two people who didn't hand in their homework today. Please stand up consciously. " The words sound just fell and Liu Lei and Liu Gang stood up in dismay. "You are' the Liu family'
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Teacher Chen in my mind
My ideal teacher's composition | 2014-03-1610: 46
Students, do you all know the Monkey King? He will change seventy-two, and Mr. Chen in my mind will change like the Monkey King. Don't believe me, look!
Every morning, Miss Chen appears in front of us like a beautiful princess.
She is not tall, with long hair shawl and big eyes. She looks so beautiful and generous!
Whenever we encounter difficulties, Teacher Chen becomes a kind "mother" and helps us.
Once, when I was doing my homework, there was a question I couldn't understand. I patted my forehead for a while, bit my pencil case for a while, and thought hard, and my head was about to explode! -I didn't expect that. At this moment, Mr. Chen appeared in front of me: "Do you have any problems?" I nodded embarrassedly. Teacher Chen added, "Zhou Ruiqi, don't lose heart. You can solve this problem by recalling the contents of the class! " I listened to teacher Chen's encouragement and guidance, and soon solved this difficult problem.
Sometimes, Mr. Chen is like a strict policeman. As long as a classmate doesn't listen in class, Mr. Chen will stare at that classmate with his talking eyes. Once in class, I played with an eraser at the bottom. Teacher Chen's lecture suddenly became louder, so I quickly raised my head. At this moment, I met Mr. Chen's eyes. At that time, I thought Mr. Chen was really like a strict policeman, so I immediately sat down and studied hard.
In class, in order to arouse our interest in learning, Mr. Chen interspersed some jokes from time to time. During the break, Mr. Chen also chats with us and sometimes plays games with us! At that time, Mr. Chen was like king of the children, who was not much older than us.
Teacher Chen is so amiable and knowledgeable no matter how she changes! Like a smooth ship, carrying us forward, like a wonderful music, let us never tire of listening! I love the ever-changing teacher Chen!
Grade 3 of Honggangcheng Primary School in Qingshan District, Wuhan: Zhou Ruiqi
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She is a good mother in my mind.
My ideal teacher's composition | 2014-03-1610: 47
She is a good mother in my mind. When it comes to the word "mother", I'm always at a loss. It seems that all kinds of thoughts are intertwined, and I can't touch the light of "mom". There seems to be an insurmountable gap between me and my "mother", and I will never feel warm maternal love. Finally, one day, I felt someone walked into my heart and engraved her name in my heart-mom. This person is my aunt, and she has shouldered the responsibility of raising me since I can remember. She made me forget my mother's gloomy back and ushered in a new face. She, with brown curly hair and a pair of square glasses, makes her stern eyes more penetrating, and also makes her usually kind and bright eyes have affinity. And that slim figure has the characteristics of a professional woman. You look down at her hand and find that she is also the kind of woman who goes to the kitchen under the hall. She nursed me for seven years, and my feelings with her deepened. The goddess of justice in my heart, I know my aunt once said, "I hate liars most in my life." Therefore, whenever I do something I shouldn't do, I always think twice, because I know it is a sign of lying. I know I'm afraid of being fanned by menstruation, and the lies will eventually come out like messy wool and be exposed by menstruation, and I will be punished for it. She pointed a disciplined sword at me like a goddess, and I bowed my head in shame like a criminal. Love tips in my heart Every morning, my aunt always cries, "It's very cold today, remember to add clothes, as if the temperature is only 18 degrees ..." She is busy making breakfast for me in the kitchen, and I received my aunt's annoying sound waves in the bathroom. I replied impatiently with a frown, "Got it! Tired of it, I yelled early in the morning! " Sure enough, my complaint worked and she didn't say anything more. Just after breakfast, she put on her schoolbag and was ready to go out. She called again, "Remember to listen carefully, ask the teacher if you don't understand, and, oh, have you forgotten anything?" Did you bring all your homework? Don't run home as soon as you go out ... "I snorted and slammed the door and left. But I don't know, since then, there has been a trace of sadness in the door. I want to say, "I've grown up. Don't say that. "My aunt is like a hardworking bird, reporting every day and working hard for my sloppy child at any time. Every sentence is as sweet as singing, but I reply to her with the worst noise in the world. I feel infinite shame and guilt. Busy aunt is the director of the retirement office and contacts many old people every day. Some old people are difficult to communicate with. I ran to menstruation's house to make a scene when I met a little thing. My aunt took pains to comfort them, so she was often impatient. When I get home, I see her haggard appearance, and sometimes I will be in a daze when I eat. On weekends, she is busier. The clothes of the whole family were piled up in the mountains for her. My aunt never uses a washing machine. She rubs it bit by bit with her hands. I was still sleeping when she had a backache! Now, for seven years, I have pulled out her gray hair every week. There are countless connections, including how much effort she has paid, how much care she has paid for her family, and how much enthusiasm she has paid for her work. My aunt taught me a lot about being a man. She always sets an example, and is regarded as a clean and honest person by everyone. She cares about me and my brother very much. Although she usually says that our tone is a little strong, we understand her. Since the work is too complicated, why not talk to us? In the past seven years, she has carefully nurtured my growth. I used to run around her knees, but now I have grown into a big girl as tall as my aunt. Therefore, I want to say to my aunt deeply: "Mom, you have worked hard, thank you!" " "Class 66, No.1 Middle School of Economic Development, Guandu District, Kunming City, Yunnan Province.
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The teacher in my mind
My ideal teacher's composition | 2014-03-1610: 47
"Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night." Teachers are candles, gardeners and the brightest and most beautiful stars in the vast universe. When I was in fourth grade, I met such a dedicated teacher. She is our head teacher, Miss Chen. She teaches us Chinese. She is very tall. Maybe because she used to read too much, she wore a pair of glasses. Since the fourth grade, the teacher has asked us to read books. She spent a lot of time inspiring us to read. She set up a small library in our class. From the day the library was established, students in our class scrambled to borrow books as soon as class was over. After a long time, most students in our class fell in love with books. Me too. I didn't like reading before, but under the influence of teacher Chen, I also like reading, and I understand that books have their own golden house. Teacher Chen's teaching level is very good. I didn't like Chinese at all before, and I always felt that Chinese was too difficult to master. But since Mr. Chen taught us Chinese, I like Chinese. Because she always teaches us the methods of learning instead of reading by the book, I have a strong interest in Chinese. At the same time, Mr. Chen has made me good friends with books. She always helps and guides us patiently when we are in trouble. When we regress, the teacher will encourage us and let us regain our confidence. When we get good grades, the teacher is happier than ourselves. Teacher Chen not only cares about our study, but also reminds us to learn "righteousness" all the time. She asked us not to make any mistakes in moral quality, saying: people must have virtue in order to play "talent." The teacher's duty is to teach and educate people, and teaching should be "teaching people to fish" rather than "teaching people to fish"; Educating people should be to cultivate children's good qualities. Our teacher is such a good teacher who takes the development of students as his own responsibility. '
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The teacher in my mind
My ideal teacher's composition | 2014-03-1610: 47
The teacher in my heart
Teachers, a respected profession; Teachers, this lofty profession; Teacher, this selfless and great profession. However, the teacher in my heart is another way.
Teacher Huang, the head teacher, took over our class in the fourth grade. At that time, our classmates spat out their tongues when they saw Mr. Huang's serious face and old age. I thought to myself, "This teacher Huang must be a strict teacher, and we won't be too relaxed in the future." From now on, my respect for Mr. Huang should be a little timid.
But after spending some time with Mr. Huang, I realized that Mr. Huang was not difficult to get along with. Under the guidance of Mr. Huang, my grades have improved rapidly. Teacher Huang always grasps everyone's thoughts in the review class, and sometimes adds some fun to us. A few days before the final exam, we studied hard for a few days. Teacher Huang prepared several interesting questions on the blackboard to "change your mind". Miss Huang is writing E on the blackboard now. When I look at it, don't the letters "e, m, w and q" make up a pig? So I can't wait to say, "Teacher, this is ..." "The secret can't be revealed!" Teacher Huang interrupted me humorously. At that time, my opinion of Mr. Huang changed. I think Mr. Huang is still interesting, but he is usually serious.
Teacher Huang is not only funny, but also understands our ideas. Physical education class, Miss Huang also goes down to exercise in every class. Once Miss Huang said to me with a badminton racket, "Can you play badminton with me?" I readily agreed. It was still windy that day, so I stood downwind and took advantage of it. But I'm still a little nervous. After all, I am playing with the teacher. It doesn't matter if I play with my classmates. It doesn't matter whether the ball is rotten or not. Playing ball with the teacher for the first time. I can hear my own heartbeat. My ball was served, but unfortunately a strong wind blew and the badminton was blown to a big pine tree. I immediately blushed and secretly complained that I was so stupid. Teacher Huang came to comfort me and said, "If it's gone, it's gone. Don't blame yourself too much. It's not your fault, it's a bad thing. Let's play hula hoop. " I didn't fall until I heard this. I play hula hoop with Miss Huang. Miss Huang is not very good at playing hula hoops, so she humbly asks several female students for advice. Cai Xian gave a demonstration to Mr. Huang, and it took a long time to stop. Teacher Huang applauded while watching. At this moment, I suddenly felt that Miss Huang was much younger. No, it should be that Miss Huang has a young and lively heart. Since then, I have paid more respect to Mr. Huang, and those timidity have long since vanished.
Every teacher is respectable, and Mr. Huang sent off a batch of big brothers and sisters. Every year on Teachers' Day, many big brothers and sisters come to visit Mr. Huang. We always look at them in surprise and wonder how they know Miss Huang. Teacher Huang is always pleased to say, "They are my former students and have come to see me." I often wonder whether Miss Huang has many students, each of whom must be the crystallization of her hard work and sweat.
The best teacher in my heart: Miss Huang Jianping. You teach us knowledge, teach us to be human, make friends with us and care about us. Here, like all the students you have taught, I am deeply grateful for your inculcation. Thank you, Miss Huang!
Author: Living in Qin Yi/Yi Yun.
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The teacher in my mind
My ideal teacher's composition | 2014-03-1610: 47
"There are stars in the quiet night, and the teacher's window is bright all night ..." This song resounded through the streets and every household. Because it is used to praise our hardworking gardener teacher. Teacher, what a sacred profession! Some people say that the teacher is a big tree, sacrificing himself to shelter others from the wind and rain; Some people say that teachers are candles, which light themselves and illuminate others; Some people say that the teacher is a small piece of chalk, and he passes on his knowledge to everyone ... Many people have said many praises to the teacher, because the teacher is the noblest person in the students' hearts.
Time is like water in a small river, flowing away with cheerful laughter. Time flies, but I can never wash away my memories of Mr. Huang.
Miss Huang used to be the head teacher of our class. But when it comes to looks, our class is speechless, but some things about Mr. Huang are that we are like waterfalls and can't finish talking.
I remember that every time Miss Huang asked us to write a composition, our heads were empty and there was not a drop of "ink" in our stomachs. At this time, Mr. Huang took a copy of Sikuquanshu and wrote some famous sayings, two-part allegorical sayings and idioms suitable for writing on the blackboard. Immediately, the students' stomachs were full of "ink" and they began to write. In order to enable students to write good compositions, before each composition, Mr. Huang always goes online to find some excellent compositions to print out, arrange them into books, put them in the corner of the book for students' reference, or have time for the monitor to read them to everyone. Speaking of book corner, it is very famous in our class. The book corner is the "small bookcase" for students in the school. In order to increase students' reading, Mr. Huang organized a book corner. Books in the corner are books that students read or don't use at home, such as Education of Love, Two Wan Li under the Sea and Naughty Ma Xiaotiao, which are all bought with classmates' class fees and Mr. Huang's own money.
Another time, a naughty male student in our class accidentally fell down while taking the stairs, and his head cracked a hole about 2 cm, and bright red blood flowed down his head. Teacher Huang saw it and rushed him to the hospital without saying anything. In the hospital, the teacher runs upstairs and downstairs. Having to register immediately and pay immediately will keep the teacher busy. It was not until the boy's parents came that he returned to school with peace of mind and continued his class for us with his tired body.
Seeing the teacher's conscientious work aroused my desire to be a teacher. I want to say loudly: "I want to be a people's teacher when I grow up!" " "
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The teacher in my mind
My ideal teacher's composition | 2014-03-1610: 47
The teacher in my mind is not demanding, just seeking truth.
The teacher in my mind has a clever mouth to improvise. She is generous and outspoken, and generally doesn't beat around the bush. But when she criticized people, she beat around the bush, so that her classmates could learn strange language from her "sophistry" and turn over a new leaf automatically.
My teacher has bright eyes. In class, she peeks at her classmates' words and deeds while reading, so your every move is under the teacher's nose, so you can't be serious in class. When she peeks at you, when she finds out that you have bad behavior, she will not criticize you directly, but look at you with reproachful eyes. When you find out, you will understand that you are naturally ashamed to change. At this time, the teacher will not frown, but will show a little joy and cast an encouraging and approving look like that classmate.
The teacher in my mind is a teacher who knows how to let students relax when they should relax and be serious when they should be serious. Whenever a student gets good grades, the teacher will try his best to realize the naive wish of this naive classmate and make the students feel that their contribution is worthwhile. I think, in this way, students will study harder.
I am the teacher in my mind. I will study hard and strive to be such a teacher in the future.