Dear Miss Wang, I want to say a simple word to you: "Teacher, you have worked hard. During these years with you, you have taught us a lot of knowledge. Thank you sincerely. "
Dear teacher Wang, you are like spring, quietly weaving the silk thread of our dreams; You are like a candle, burning yourself at night and illuminating our way forward; You are a tree, an ocean, a fountain; We are people enjoying the cool, ships of the past, and thrive under your careful care.
Dear Miss Wang, you led us to roam freely in the ocean of knowledge, you planted the seeds of love in my young heart, and you gave me courage and hope when I failed.
Dear teacher, your simple and vivid language ignited my literary dream and led us into a world full of knowledge; Your pure teaching shines into our hearts like sunshine, nourishing the barren fields in our hearts; Teacher, we won't forget your teaching. Who bothered to go to a good school for us? You said it. Remember that stupid birds fly first, and diligence can make up for it. You always say that what you lead us is only a small step in life, and there is still a long way to go. You let us know that only by studying hard can we do more things in the future.
I never remember how much knowledge you taught us. How can we forget your ordinary and great kindness in the journey of life? Teacher, let me say to you again in sincere language: "Teacher, you have worked hard, thank you!" " "
I want to tell you a composition about teachers. It takes 400 words. The teacher wants to tell you: in the dark sky, the stars twinkle around the moon. In the silent city, it was dark. I found that only your window, the lights are still shining. Changing homework, preparing lessons, writing reports … I don't know how much work there is in one day. You are like a diligent gardener, watering the seedlings bit by bit. Now that the seedlings have grown tall, fragrant flowers are your reward. The bright moon is in the sky, and the stars are shining silver. Teacher, teacher, we are all around your little star. Teacher, I'm in grade five, and I'm leaving the campus soon. Those shining days that passed away will become beautiful memories, and I will stay in my heart forever. Parting is not permanent, teacher. You are not only my teacher, but also my friend. You and I have friendship, and I have friendship with you. I feel that friends are a lifelong thing. I don't care how far the years go, I still remember that you are our friend. You have given me care, and you are still our teacher. You have a responsibility to the whole class and to teach us well. If I leave campus, will you look forward to that day like me? I look forward to seeing you and your classmates again. Teacher, I finally want to say to you: "You have worked hard!" " "
Teacher, I want to tell you how to write a composition. Teacher, on the occasion of Teacher's Day, I wish you a happy holiday. Teacher, I am an introverted person. Before you taught me, I was afraid to communicate with the teacher. I have always felt that the teacher is terrible, and I dare not take the initiative to say hello to the teacher and dare not ask the teacher for advice. But since you came to teach us, I am no longer afraid of teachers as before, and my personality is much more cheerful. When you see a teacher, you will take the initiative to say hello. Teacher, I like listening to your class. Your wit and humor always make me look forward to Chinese class. You also organized many extracurricular activities for us, such as: performing literary dramas, auctions, idiom competitions and so on. Your carefully designed and organized activities have enabled many students to exercise, gain more courage, become more cheerful and dare to communicate with their classmates. In this way, not only the grades of our class have improved a lot, but also the mental outlook of the students has changed greatly. I am a person who has benefited a lot from it. Teacher, I respect and love you, but I also want to remind you: don't generalize. Because when you pick your classmates to answer questions, you always pick your classmates first. A good classmate made a mistake in his speech. You said it's okay. Pay attention next time. But if you draw a poor student and make a mistake, you can let others stand or punish others. Teacher, I ask you to treat every student with a fair attitude, whether excellent or poor. I hope you can treat them equally. If someone fails in the exam, try to make his or her grades better. You can tell him (her): "You have made progress and studied harder." Have you seen "Eighteen-year-old Sky"? The teacher inside is to encourage others to make progress and treat their classmates with a fair and just heart. Teacher, you are a diligent gardener, cultivating us to grow sturdily; You are a soul engineer, shaping our noble hearts; You are a dignified father, and you have shaped our strong perseverance. Teacher, you are a lovely and respectable teacher in my mind. You have shaped us, and we will make you happy forever.
Who has a 700-word composition "I want to tell you, teacher"? I want to tell you.
Time flies, teacher. Are you all right?
Teacher, I want to say to you: your voice and smile, your gestures, always show in front of my eyes; Your concern and love have been lingering in my mind; Your inculcation is vivid in my mind. When you are with us, everything is vivid.
Teacher, I want to say to you: you have given me confidence in learning; It is you who have given me the courage to live, the motivation to work hard and the hope for a better future.
Teacher, I want to say to you: you are my stepping stone to open wisdom; You are my golden key to open the door to happiness; You are my guide in the journey of life; You are my conductor playing the music of life.
Teacher, I want to say to you: without you, maybe I will give up on myself; Without you, maybe I would be so addicted; Without you, there may be no prospect of my life; Without you, I might not be who I am today.
Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you for sheltering me from the wind and rain; Thank you for giving me warmth in the ice and snow; Thank you for cultivating my kindness; Thank you for understanding me.
Teacher, I want to say to you: every day you walk onto the podium with a straight face, and our happy mood after class is destroyed again. How I wish you could smile at the moment! At the beginning of the class, you were frowning all the time and suddenly woke up a classmate who was absent-minded to answer the question. Classmates Zhang Er and Shang are at a loss, and the answer is wrong. The teacher suddenly flew into a rage and asked him what was wrong. "The students in the back told me," he explained. The whole class burst into laughter, but the teacher didn't laugh. He still frowned and stared at us like an arrow. We had to shut up immediately and sit quietly. At this time, how we hope the teacher can smile! In this way, your unhappiness and your classmates' carelessness may drift away in a smile, and the distance between us and you will become closer because of this smile.
After class, many students ran to the podium and wanted to talk to you, but they were busy asking you, "What is it?" We were just about to speak when we were embarrassed to speak. At that time, how we hoped that you could smile and chat with us easily!
"Smile, ten years younger, we will learn better; Laughing is really relaxing, worrying and sad. " I have written such children's songs or poems before, but I dare not sing them. When can I sing them happily in front of you?
Finally, teacher, I want to say to you: the new year has come, I wish you good health, happiness, harmony and beauty, and spend every day happily! Good people are safe all their lives!
Teacher, I want to tell you.
The teacher, a good mother in my heart, will distribute love to every child equally. Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a small fish, playing on your chest.
Teacher, I want to say thank you. In the past two years, you have not only taught me a lot of knowledge, but also taught me the truth of life. Under the guidance of your teacher, my composition has also made great progress and my grades have gradually improved. I am very grateful to you for this.
Teacher, roses can only be bright and dazzling under the nourishment of sunshine, and grass can only flourish under the nourishment of rain and dew. We have sunshine and rain.
The teacher, a good mother in my heart, will distribute love to every child equally. Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a small fish, playing on your chest.
A good teacher in my heart, she should have broad love. Teacher, you are like dew, gently sprinkled on the strong new seedlings.
Teacher, I want to say to you: you are great. You are like a spring silkworm, quietly weaving our ideal silk thread. Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a boat, floating in your arms. Teacher, you are a gardener, and I seem to thrive under your hard care ... I love you. "
These, perhaps, are the words of a wayward child who is spoiled by you.
Teacher, I want to tell you.
Teacher, since the day I went to school, you have been standing on the podium giving lectures, and I have been sitting down and listening. Let's go somewhere else today. Please sit down and listen to me.
Teacher, I want to say to you: you have worked hard! You are like a candle, burning and consuming yourself constantly, illuminating our bright future and warming our young hearts; You are like an industrious gardener, watering and fertilizing our seedlings, so that we can thrive. I often think like this: Is the silver thread in your temple stained with chalk dust? We made the fine lines around your eyes one by one, didn't we?
Teacher, I want to say to you: thank you! It is you who make the friendship between my classmates and me stronger. When I was about to leave 167 group school, you and your classmates were so reluctant to part. You sacrificed your rest time to take a photo with my classmates. The precious lens will be treasured in my heart forever. You also organized the whole class to hold a farewell party for me At the farewell party, my classmates expressed their feelings of farewell to me and gave me gifts. You are urging me and asking me, as if you were sending your children out of the city. Dear teacher, it's you again, which makes me quickly integrate into the new group of 165 Youth League School. I remember the first time I walked into this school gate, my heart was so uneasy and hesitant: strange classmates and strange teachers, will they welcome me? At this time, you came to me with a smile, led me to the classroom and asked me kindly: Do you dare to introduce yourself to your classmates? I see encouragement in your eyes. When I introduced myself, my classmates accepted me with applause and smiles. Ah, I study and live in a harmonious atmosphere again.
Thanks to teachers and teachers. I want to say 290 words to you. When I was a child, I listened to my mother talk about my teacher every day. Then I thought, what is a teacher? Is this a harder job than babysitting? Or the person who cooks for the children is the teacher.
It may also be an old lion in the zoo, more likely a person who always wears wet clothes, and most likely a person who always tears paper. All kinds of answers flashed through my mind, but none of them made me feel right.
All kinds of problems accompanied me to kindergarten.
There, my views on teachers have changed a lot. In kindergarten, I think teachers should be, and the people who can let us communicate with other children are teachers. Take care of us and have a good sleep.
People are teachers, people who teach us to play games are teachers, people who teach us to read books are teachers, and people who teach us1+1= 2,2+2 = 4 are my teachers.
How time flies! In a blink of an eye, I am in the sixth grade of primary school, and my views on teachers have completely changed. The teacher is a hard gardener, and we are just the flowers and plants she planted. This teacher is difficult to discipline.
The key to knowledge opens the door to our knowledge. We are young and ignorant babies, and the teacher feeds us with the emulsion of knowledge. We are the seeds of wisdom, and teachers use the water of knowledge.
Water our seeds.
I am very grateful to all the teachers who have educated me since childhood. Thank you for training me from an ignorant child to a knowledgeable person.
Teacher: I want to tell you a 450-word composition. Dear teacher:
Hello!
It has been three years since we met. I still remember how young and handsome you were when I met you. Now you have more silver hair on your head and a few wrinkles on your face. I know that's because we have brought you troubles in life and study.
Teacher Fang, you are an experienced teacher. You patiently explain the topics in your study. No matter how busy your life is, you will always take time to care about us. We are like buds, growing sturdily under the nourishment of your teacher.
Teacher, thank you for letting us have knowledge; Thank you, teacher, for teaching us to read and write. Thank you, teacher, for letting us understand the truth of being a man; Thank you, teacher. We will never forget your teachings. ...
Teacher, you are a red candle, illuminating our way forward with weak light; Teacher, you are the steering wheel, guiding our direction; Teacher, you are a white sail, let us reach the other side of victory; Teacher, you are a gardener, pruning away our ignorance and ignorance. ...
I still remember one time a classmate was injured in the class. You cared about that classmate for the first time, and you didn't want another classmate to get hurt. Afterwards, you criticized us, because our chasing and fighting led to the injury of our classmates. Although we don't want to be criticized by you on the surface, we know that you are doing us good, and we hope that we won't make such mistakes again in the future, thus hurting ourselves or others. Actually, you're worried, too You're worried that we won't remember. Keep chasing.
Anyway, thank you, teacher. We will remember your kindness in education.
I am here to convey
Salute!
Teacher, I want to talk to you about the composition (about the class). Sunlight will brown the fallen leaves flying from the treetops, and there is no green at all. A casual glance at the schedule on the desk, physical education class. Continue to stand by and watch the sun ravage the earth.
Although the class didn't drown out the noise, the students consciously returned to their seats, probably because of physical education class! Before the class representative shouted to line up, the door was pushed open, and with a click, we saw that the man's true face was cleared. He is a math teacher with a stack of exercise books and a red pen in his hand. Isn't it physical education class? Why did the math teacher come? Students, in this math class, take out your exercise books and finish page 40. "There are countless complaints in the class. I sighed and looked at a fallen leaf falling on the sun-exposed ground in the distance, but I couldn't say how upset I was, so I could only pout.
Reluctantly, I opened my exercise book, took out my pen from the pencil case and calculated it on the draft paper, which made me have mixed feelings. I could have had a good rest on the podium, chatted and played with my classmates, and let the wind blow my cheeks. But now I'm doing my math homework in the classroom, and the more I think about it, the more annoying I get. I drew a straight line on the draft book and cracked a crack. If I were the headmaster now, I would definitely let us go to physical education class. But this is just a fantasy. Looking at the yellow leaves on the ground, I seem as helpless and angry as for a long time.
Looking at the revised notebook, I smiled and leaned against it, and a cold feeling penetrated into my heart, like an invisible force to soothe my restless heart. I am thoughtful, maybe the PE teacher asked for leave to let the math teacher take the class instead. The math teacher could have sat in the air-conditioned room and chatted with other teachers, but now he is sweating out our homework. We could have enjoyed sitting in the air-conditioned room, but for us to come to this stuffy classroom, we also complained about her and took our physical education class away. We should be considerate of our teachers.
* * * sunshine is still ravaging the earth, and I seem a little lucky that I can not go to physical education class and exercise in such hot weather. Watching the fallen leaves fall to the ground again, it was a gust of wind that blew it high and kept blowing the fallen leaves. I think at this time, the fallen leaves are also glad that they don't have to bask in the sun at the treetops and fall to the ground. The wind gives them coolness.
Teacher, I want to say 500 words to you. Teacher, I want to tell you.
Teacher, I want to tell you that you, like a gardener, work hard day and night to train successors of the motherland. Every night, everyone has entered a sweet dream, and you are still sitting under the lamp, carefully correcting our homework.
Teacher, roses can only be bright and dazzling under the nourishment of sunshine, and grass can only flourish under the nourishment of rain and dew. Teacher, we got sunshine and rain from you. I want to say to you: you are really great. You are like a spring silkworm, quietly weaving our ideal silk thread. Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a boat, floating in your arms. Teacher, you are a gardener, and I seem to thrive under your hard care ... I love you, teacher! You spend all your energy on students. You are like a candle, always blooming with light and heat. Whenever I make any mistakes, you will inculcate me; Whenever I am excellent, you will give me a favorable look. "Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently", how well this poem is written! Teacher, aren't you like the spring rain in the poem? Unknown work has cultivated generations of social pillars, but it doesn't need to be rewarded at all. It is you who lit the spark of hope in my young heart; You gave me the key to the treasure house of knowledge; You taught me the ability to swim in the sea of knowledge.
Teacher, thank you for your hard work, your support and encouragement. You are a good teacher in our mind. You are the most beautiful, happiest, sincere and earnest person in our mind. For our bright future, you have been educating, encouraging and supporting us. Teacher, I want to say to you: "thank you, thank you for taking care of us forever, teacher, you have worked hard!" " "
Teacher with 586 words, I want to tell you, composition teacher, I want to tell you.
In my memory, there is a teacher who worries me, and that is you ... Miss Li. I have been in junior high school for a year, but I haven't seen you anywhere. How many times, I went to the primary school to find you, but how many times, I was disappointed.
I remember that time, all the teachers and students in our school went to the primary school to listen to a lecture on legal system. Looking for your figure among those teachers, how many figures passed by me? I hope one of those familiar people is you, but God has let me down. You are not in these figures. I learned from your classmates afterwards that you went to study that week.
On another occasion, Mr. Chen, a sophomore in junior high school, and I went to the primary school to meet primary school students and Mr. Zhang. Before the preparatory work was finished, everyone went to see their alma mater teachers separately. I suddenly thought of you. You are so amiable and lead us to suck the nectar of knowledge, but I remember the disappointment again and again before. I am afraid of happiness when I don't see you, because I am afraid that God will give me disappointment again and again. That day, I still didn't see you, and God once again disappointed me.
By the way, Miss Li, I remember you said that there are joys and sorrows in life, but there are also troubles.
Now, I want to tell you my biggest worry. To tell the truth, I am most worried about writing a composition. You used to think my composition was good, but you didn't know it was difficult for me to write a good composition. It took a long time to get an idea. I remember someone said that writing a composition is really difficult, especially a good composition. It is necessary to distinguish levels, order and clarity, and to write in a certain order. What bothers me most is the number of words in the composition. The number of words in junior high school composition is generally more than 600 words, but the most common shortcoming of my article is that the content is not rich and the number of words can not meet the requirements. For this, I don't know how annoying it is. How I wish you could help me get rid of my troubles.
Do you remember, Miss Li? It is you who taught us to "bow our heads and be a willing ox" like Lu Xun. It is you who have taught us that when encountering setbacks, we should "sharpen our knives, and plum blossoms will come from bitter cold." It's you, it's you, everything is you!
Teacher, I want to tell you a 290-word composition.
Teacher, you are like an ever-burning lamp, igniting yourself and illuminating every student; Teacher, you are like a hardworking gardener, nurturing us and making us the pillars of our motherland. Teacher, you are the signpost of our life, guiding us to success; Teacher, you are the key to my wisdom and have taught me endless knowledge.
At that time, I just started to learn to write a composition. As soon as I write a composition, I always whisper in my heart: "Writing a composition is a headache!" Always "pull the gourd, pull the gourd"! It's like a mess. I can't figure it out. And you see, a bunch of praises: "Not bad! It's just that the composition is a bit blunt and I didn't write the true feelings! " Then, you smiled and picked up the red ballpoint pen and said, "I'll modify it for you!" " "Under the desk lamp, fine sweat seeped from his forehead, and the pen in his hand was like a shotgun. Aim at it and scan it word by word. I glanced through it after I changed it. Wow! It's really "turning stone into gold"! You patted me on the shoulder and said, "When writing a composition, you should observe carefully and write your true feelings, otherwise you will never write well." I listened and nodded thoughtfully. Since then, my composition level has been greatly improved.
Teacher, you are the sea, and I am a boat, floating in your arms. Teacher, you are a gardener, and I seem to grow sturdily under your hard care. Teacher, you are the sea, I am a small fish, playing on your chest ... "Teacher, I love you ..." These may be the words of a spoiled and headstrong child.