My classmate's composition imitates my teacher's.

I still clearly remember the temperature of your palm. You always like to pat me on the head and hum and hide colorful nursery rhymes. ...

That winter, there was heavy snow in the sky, falling like falling feathers. It was very cold at that time, but I loved beauty and only wore a pink sweater. After class, I sat shivering in my seat, rubbing my hands with my mouth and shrinking myself into a ball. Maybe you noticed me. You come over with a lesson plan in your hand: "Is it cold?" I looked up at your kind eyes and didn't know what to say at the moment. You patted me on the head with those big hands and said with a smile, "It must be very cold. Let the teacher give you a down jacket. " After that, I took off my down jacket and helped me put it on. The feeling of warmth spread all over my body. I suddenly thought of something and looked up: "teacher, aren't you cold?" "The teacher is not cold, you can wear it, goodbye!" You walked out of the classroom with a smile and disappeared in the corridor where snowflakes were flying.

Finally, you don't seem to be sick like the old ending. I have to admit that your immunity is really strong, at least that's what you told me.

It's really useless I forgot your name. I only have graduation photo from kindergarten. We all laughed happily. I'll definitely come to see you again sometime.

I remember when I fell, you helped me up with a smile; When I cry, please wipe away my tears; Patiently enlighten me when I am troubled; It was your gentle eyes that accompanied me through my carefree childhood.

Yes, I remember: I love you!