It’s a cold night outside the window, a lamp is like a bean, Master Wen’s oral transmission, the child’s feelings - I didn’t expect that these two words teacher would bring up such a poetic picture in front of my eyes, and when that person sees you, I feel like you are my morning star.
The teacher’s words are like the gentle spring breeze, like the silent spring rain that moistens things. It is this different rain of peaches and plums that shapes the dreams and beliefs in our hearts.
First acquaintance
The breeze blows, adding a coolness to the autumn tiger. September, spring and autumn are also the beginning of school seasons, and the story of him and me begins here.
After the opening ceremony, you asked the president of the literary club to go to each class in the first grade of junior high school to count the members of the literary club. Of course, I love writing, so naturally I will not miss this opportunity. After that, we started the literary club. formally met at the aviation conference.
I only remember your sleek hair, which gave people a refreshing feeling. Your smile was shallow and your eyebrows were curved, like a spring breeze. You said that writing requires not only practicing your pen diligently, but also being good at practicing it. , carefully polishing every sentence. Since then, I have worked harder and loved writing even more.
When I first met you, I was attracted by your classical temperament and your words and education. You are my morning star.
Getting acquainted
Last semester you were transferred to another school due to work needs. Although I was not your student at that time, I also liked you deeply. Later, you came back to school to attend school. As soon as you arrived on the second floor, you were surrounded by your former classmates. They told you about the pain of studying, and you listened quietly and comforted them silently.
In the next semester, because the previous teacher was busy with work, you came back to teach us. You don't know, I was happy for the entire summer vacation, until you asked to teach us another lesson in the second week of school. That day was the first time you were angry. You said you could have finished class happily without checking your homework and left, but you didn't. That day I understood that your responsibility was deeply ingrained in your bones. It made you habitually teach. Good to every student.
I know you as an educator with a sense of responsibility that is deeply rooted in your bones. You are my inspiration.
? Familiarity
A ray of sunshine sneaked in through the window. I was sitting by the window reading a book, and suddenly I saw a lovely sentence. After thinking about it for a long time, I decided Decided to share it with you.
So I picked up a piece of paper, wrote down the sentence one stroke at a time, and pasted it on my homework book.
I accidentally opened my homework book after returning home from school on Friday. Unexpectedly, you not only saw it but also replied with a cute comment, and then you also saw him in the circle of friends. In an instant, my heart felt as if it was filled with something warm. The smile on his lips could no longer be hidden.
Your eyes are like the Milky Way, and your breath is like the waves and the wind. You are cute and enthusiastic, teach me, you are my morning star.
At this moment, I looked up at the shining star Han, lowered my head and meditated, my thoughts drifted past his words, and the morning star in my heart was rising, bright and dazzling...