My favorite teacher's composition 1 From Grade One to Grade Five, I have met many teachers. Among them, my favorite is my fifth-grade Chinese teacher-Zang.
She is not tall, with bright eyes under the curved arch eyebrows, a pair of glasses on the high bridge of the nose, and a glib mouth under her nose.
Although Mr. Zang is a teacher, he also loves learning. Every time the teacher comes into the office because he corrects his homework, he always looks at the lesson plan on the desk. Sometimes, I walk into her office and she doesn't find me. Only when I walked beside her gently did she find me. Her behavior made me understand the truth that "it is never too old to learn". Oh, but my Chinese teacher is not old at all.
Teacher Zang also loves to play. Every time the school holds children's palace activities, she will tug of war, jump rope, throw sandbags and play with the baton with us ... Look at her expression, like "rejuvenation".
Oh, by the way, she is considerate, caring for her classmates and warm to people like spring.
This is my favorite teacher-Mr. Zang. Do you also like my introduction?
My favorite teacher's composition 2 Some people like Lu Han's handsome face, others like Fan Bingbing's beautiful face ... I like Miss Li's care in kindergarten. She has long hair, thick eyebrows, big black eyes, a pair of cool glasses on her high nose, and a talking cherry mouth under her nose. She likes black and white clothes and looks very capable.
Once in the hot summer, we were having a game class. The name of the game is "run, chicken!" " "We were sweating, and suddenly a classmate fainted. The teacher saw his face flushed and concluded that he had heatstroke! " What is heatstroke? "We asked with one voice. The teacher didn't explain, holding the fainted classmate to rest in the shade, giving him water to drink and fanning him, but he still didn't wake up. "It seems that can only take him to the hospital. "The teacher said anxiously. The next day, the teacher saw the fainted classmate come to school alive again, and the hanging heart was put down.
Another time, the teacher gave us a meal lesson. The teacher said to eat slowly and explained how to do it. Let's do it again. My deskmate often wolfs down his meals, which makes him very nervous. Seeing his funny appearance, everyone burst into laughter and made him feel ashamed.
With Miss Li, my kindergarten life has added a lot of fun. I will definitely remember her!
My favorite teacher's composition 3 As the saying goes, a person can't judge by his appearance, but the sea can't be measured. Look at Miss Zhao, the master of literary talent in our class. Although he is nearly sixty years old, he is full of vigor and vitality. People nicknamed him "Zhao Lao".
Miss Zhao, not only in the class, but also in the school, that's impossible to say. And people are also very handsome, and their talents are handy.
Miss Zhao, whose height is 1 m 75, walks like a gentleman with such small steps and long legs. His tall and straight posture adds a bit of majesty. He has a kind face, and the "waves" on his face add a bit of vicissitudes. His speech was full of fun and laughter. He laughed, his mouth turned up, his teeth were slightly exposed, and he was very kind. Black frames and white lenses add to Mr. Zhao's elegant temperament. Teacher Zhao pushes his glasses up when reading, which is quite like a swimming coach.
Although Mr. Zhao is very kind, in his class, if there are "lawless elements" who make trouble at will, Mr. Zhao will gently push his glasses up, revealing sharp eyes and radiant arrows, so that those "lawless elements" have nowhere to hide and stand up with their faces flushed. Teacher Zhao's lectures are very good and always make us understand. His class makes us feel relaxed, happy and without any pressure.
Teacher Zhao is so talented that she can feed on flowers. Famous articles often appear in newspapers like snowflakes. Whenever we read his masterpiece, we will open our mouths to the extreme and our hands will not stop.
Teacher Zhao's passion is so high that no teenager can compare with him. Last gymnastics competition held in Linzhou, Teacher Zhao participated on behalf of our school. During the rehearsal, Mr. Zhao worked hard and made every movement perfect, which was well received by our teachers and students.
Teacher Zhao has a young heart, and we will always be infected by his passion. He is my favorite-Teacher Zhao Fuzhou.
My favorite teacher's composition 4. She is chubby, short and dressed a little simply. Her red round face looks so friendly, smiling and full of energy. There are a pair of intelligent eyes shining behind the frame. This is Miss Zhuang, my head teacher.
The first contact was in the fourth grade, when my foot hurt my tendon. Every time I think about it, I am full of gratitude. I remember when I was having lunch, my classmates jostled each other and rushed to the canteen to eat. I was squeezed by the students behind me and sprained my left foot. Because I am fat, my mother wants me to exercise more and exercise more. I don't take the school bus. I always go to school by myself. However, students who are required to take the school bus will sign up as soon as the school starts, and it will be troublesome to sign up later. Mother called teacher Zhuang again and again and asked what to do. "Can you handle it in a special way?" "What about physical education class?" "I can't catch the bus because it's inconvenient to move ..." She always takes pains to comfort me: "Don't worry, it will be solved." And it does solve many problems. Her tone is always so gentle, giving people a warm feeling of spring breeze. Without a trace of complaint, I feel the teacher's love.
Teacher Zhuang has a unique side to the education of students. I know that I am not very good, and I am very moved to see the encouragement and affirmation of the teacher in the comments. Those words made me full of self-confidence and expectation for my study.
In teaching, Mr. Zhuang is also unique. I went home excitedly that day, put my bag on the coffee table and said happily, "Mom, I am so happy today. Teacher Zhuang praised me for being smart! " Teacher Zhuang said that he would exchange views with us ... "I vividly described:" Teacher Zhuang communicated with us in a whisper! The students all felt novel, actively participated, and told their minds to the teacher one after another ... "Teacher Zhuang won the trust of the students through the' whisper' email, opened the hearts of the students, let the teacher know what the students were thinking, helped solve the difficulties, and became a little secret between teachers and students. But my endless "experience" is to give the teacher a poem. The first part of the poem is "A bird will peck a bug and become a phoenix", so the teacher can do the second part. The teacher replied, "the tiger takes the mountain as the king" and asked me how to say it right. Is the teacher right? My bottom line is "snakes are dragons that catch mice", and I talk endlessly. Feng Ying and Long are opposites ... Teacher Zhuang praised them. The teacher's praise makes me very excited. Indeed, proper appreciation is also the motivation for students to learn. This activity made me like Chinese more. Chinese became the key to open the door to literature, which also brought the distance between teachers and students closer and eliminated many barriers.
Recently, Mr. Zhuang gave up the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity of studying and training in different places for this class of students. Such a dedicated teacher is admirable.
Not only Mr. Zhuang moved me, but also many teachers moved me. Thanks to Mr. Kong, who inspired my daughter to write, Mr. Fang, who gently taught me how to learn English well, Mr. Wang, who tapped her daughter's painting talent, and Mr. Zhang, who is serious and rigorous. It is because of your selfless dedication that these children can enjoy swimming in the boundless ocean of knowledge. ...
My favorite teacher's composition 5 is sprinkled at dusk. I sat quietly at my desk and saw that warm photo. The smile on her face reminds me of the past.
Three years ago, at the turn of summer and autumn, I walked into the door full of stories. With childishness and the courage to explore, shuttle between the crowd. On the way to class, I thought about many things, whether it was the expectation of the new school life or the curiosity of the new class. I don't know myself, but I'm sure I have full confidence in my new head teacher, Miss Song.
When I first met her, her eyes were like a crescent moon. Although wearing glasses, it adds a bit of intellectuality to her. The morning light spread behind her, feeling like a fairyland.
However, I didn't say hello to her because I didn't adapt to the new environment, but the smile on her face didn't disappear. On the contrary, it gave me a more cordial feeling, let me put down all my guard and face everything here completely.
I am not a talented person, even a little mediocre in the vast sea of people, but my life can't be sloppy. I have been waiting for the opportunity to change my route, and she just gave me this opportunity. Flow, she saw me at a glance, and trusted me enough to make me her right-hand man, full of confidence and become my own master.
Although she is gentle, she will be gentle and tough. She has always been meticulous about our grades. She once said, "I will try my best to send you all to the gate of high school."
She may be a particularly strict teacher in the eyes of most students, but not in my eyes. When she finds that some students in her class have lost interest in learning, she will take them to her side for enlightenment education. But she doesn't seem to know how heavy her task is, and how long she has to work overtime to enlighten her students. Every time she takes away her homework, although she is very tired, she will still carefully correct her classmates' homework. In my eyes, she is an emotional robot, caring for us in every way, but never stopping working, as if she didn't know how tired she was.
Time is a rocking ship, making babies, making babies. We had reached the other side of the water before we noticed here. Summer has come and we will leave her soon.
I don't know why I like her among countless teachers. Maybe it's her tenderness, her strictness and her meticulousness, or maybe it's her affirmation to me three years ago.
The sun on earth is just right, and the wind blows over the top of the forest. At that time, we were just young, but she was there watching us go away and grow old.
My favorite teacher's composition 6 Whenever a humorous story rings in my ear, I will recall my humorous teacher Lu.
I still remember when I first entered the third grade, my new classmates and I were looking forward to the arrival of the teacher, but after waiting for a long time, I still didn't see a figure. At this moment, a teacher came in with a beer belly and a piece of bread in his hand. He takes a bite from time to time. We've been watching him. He gave us a look and finally said, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a handsome guy? " At this time, we "ha" a loud laugh.
Teacher Lu is not only humorous, but also his teaching method is very unusual. Once, when it comes to multiplying three digits by two digits, I always don't understand. For example, when I calculate 125×28 as 125×20, I always can't see the eight characters clearly. Teacher Lu taught me a method: you put 8 aside and work out 20× 125, then use 8× 125 and add 1. I tried once and soon got the answer. This method is really useful.
Teacher Lu, your bright eyes are full of kindness and care. A glib tongue, humorous words. I hope I can hear your jokes again.
One of my favorite teachers composition 7 There is a teacher who is my favorite. She is my head teacher Chen for four years.
Teacher Chen is in his twenties, of medium build, neither fat nor thin. She always has a smile on her face, which reveals two dimples. Classes are always so lively and relaxed, and they look really beautiful.
I remember once, I made a punctuation mistake in my homework. Teacher Chen said to me sternly, "Liu Jun, what's the matter with you? I said a punctuation mark takes up a space. Why are they crowded together again? " Be careful next time, don't be careless. "At that time, I realized that punctuation can play a great role. Although Mr. Chen criticized me, I was inspired by it.
Teacher Chen is strict in learning and cares about us in life.
I remember when I was in the third grade, I suddenly had a high fever in class. Teacher Chen found out, let me lie on my desk first, and then call my mother to let me drink more hot water. At that time, I thought, why does Teacher Chen care so much about me? Take care of it like your own child.
From that moment on, I don't know what language to use to express my love for Mr. Chen, but I can only silently like this beloved teacher in my heart.
One of my favorite teachers has bright eyes. From her eyes, I know her mood at all times. She has a clever mouth and teaches me knowledge with her sweet voice. She has a pair of dexterous hands. She used these hands to write beautiful words and draw vivid pictures. She is an art teacher, and I like her.
I remember listening to her lecture for the first time, and I was deeply moved by her.
As the days passed, when she saw me and the pictures I drew, she would squint and smile. I know, she has an impression on me, too.
She asked me to go to the art interest group, and I listened and readily agreed.
When we were painting, she cared about us, gave us cookies and tutored us one by one. She is really a good teacher.
I remember once, I went to see her for painting with several members of the art interest group. She sent each of us a piece of paper and asked us to draw a portrait of our classmates.
At first, everyone worked hard and left everything behind. The whole campus was quiet. "Brush brush", only hear the sound when painting.
In a short time, I drew a portrait of Feng Huanying. Other students have gradually finished painting.
After painting, modify it, and then draw. We will play games when the teacher is away.
The whole school was silent, only the laughter of our play echoed in the campus. ...
Ah, here she comes. We sat down in horror, picked up the brush and pretended to be drawing.
"You don't pretend, I see very clearly. Are you here to play? Still going to paint? " She said.
We replied with one voice, "I'm here to paint." Then, we all bowed our heads in shame, ready to accept criticism.
To our surprise, she didn't scold us. She just picked up the painting we drew and said to us, "The most important thing in painting is to concentrate, not concentrate. I always feel that it is not good to finish painting." As she spoke, she picked up a piece of paper and told us the main points of drawing portraits. ...
After this incident, I admire her even more.
Who is she?
Who is she? She is one of my favorite and most admired teachers-Miss Lai Qing.
My favorite teacher composition Class 9 students like amiable teacher Chen, serious teacher Jia and smiling teacher Qiu ... My favorite and most respected teacher Lin is very humorous.
Miss Lin is not tall and has shiny black hair. Goose eggs often have a sweet smile like sunshine and a pair of "critical eyes". The most striking thing is the mouth that tells jokes very well.
I remember once, Teacher Lin told me a joke: One day when Teacher Lin was a child, she saw a rooster on her way to school. She is very curious. Suddenly, the rooster jumped onto her shoulder. Teacher Lin Ran ran home quickly and shouted, "Mom-Mom, save-life!" Teacher Lin said with a sweet smile on her face.
No sooner had I finished than my classmates started laughing.
It's been a long time. As soon as I think about it, I am laughing in my heart. In my heart, I think it is a good thing to learn from Mr. Lin!
One of my favorite teachers wrote a composition. 10 Some students like Mr. Wang, who is approachable. Some like the amiable teacher Liu; Some like serious art teacher Pan ... but my favorite is my head teacher, smiling teacher Pan.
Teacher Pan is not tall and wears a simple and clean ponytail. His oval face is full of sunshine-like sweet smile all the year round, and a witty mouth is under his high nose. The most striking thing is a pair of talking eyes. Years of teaching experience have taught her a "critical vision", which teachers can use to educate and encourage me.
I remember that in the first class, the teacher asked a question in class, and everyone discussed it and answered it, because I was timid and quiet as an invisible mouse. So I don't have the courage to discuss with others. Because when I first entered this class, I felt strange. I was afraid that others would laugh at me, so I did the same action as my classmates. This time, I timidly raised my hand and silently read: Never invite me, never, never, never! But God is against me, and the teacher just invited me. I stood up trembling, my palms sweating. After a long time, I stammered out a few words. I thought I would be scolded, and the teacher came over and said softly, Never mind! Try again, I believe you are the best, the teacher believes you, don't live up to my hope! "I summoned up my courage and spoke the answer to the question fluently. The teacher smiled with relief.
Teacher, you are a hardworking gardener. I will never forget you. You gave me encouragement.