"When the silkworm dies, the candle is exhausted at night" vividly compares silkworm and wax torch to teachers, border guards and other professionals. They exchanged their lives for our happiness until the last moment of their lives.
Look! A strong man with a height of 1 m 78 came along. He has a neat head of hair, a square face, a ruddy complexion, a big nose and big lips, and his "plain clothes" are not very impressive. However, he is our most respected head teacher, Mr. Zhu. Teacher Zhu frowned and snapped, "What are you still standing here for? Go to the classroom and recite your writing homework! I'm in the third grade, and I have no consciousness at all. How can I get into high school? " We wanted to stroll on the playground, but when we heard Mr. Zhu's reprimand, we immediately ran back to the classroom. You see, this is our head teacher, although he is fierce. In fact, Mr. Zhu is a "knife mouth, tofu heart." Shh! Don't tell him I said it. Our teacher Zhu set an example and convinced us.
In the morning, I was woken up by my watch, rubbed my eyes, barely got up, and ran to the playground after washing with my classmates, only to see Mr. Zhu staring at us with big eyes, thinking that the teacher was too old and hard, and actually got up earlier than us, which really made me ashamed. I keep reminding myself to get up early in the future.
At noon, we finished half a day's hard study, ate a sumptuous meal in the canteen, hummed a little song and walked slowly to the classroom. When I got to the classroom, I saw that Mr. Zhu had changed his homework on the podium, and I felt bad, so I slipped in quickly. However, after all, he couldn't escape Mr. Zhu's critical eyes and said, "Stop, come here, how many times have I told you!" " Let you study by yourself early, and several people won't come for a long time. Do you want to study or not? "We were surprised and afraid, and we didn't dare to dally after dinner.
After studying at night, like frosted eggplant, we all went to the dormitory, chatting, eating snacks, loitering in the dormitory, running around upstairs and downstairs ... At this moment, a black shadow swept in like the wind, turned on the flashlight, warned us to sleep in a low voice, and left like the wind, just when you thought it was over. At noon the next day, there was a row of people squatting behind the classroom, all of whom were talking, but on second thought, the teacher supervised us not to go home until after ten o'clock, so we didn't say anything anymore.
At the class meeting on Friday afternoon, our head teacher, Mr. Zhu, once again gave full play to his talents. He told the successful examples and famous sayings at all times and in all over the world on the podium, inspiring us to forge ahead and strive hard.
It is such a respected teacher that his words and deeds deeply affect each of us and benefit each of us for life.
Chapter two: My head teacher.
There are many words of praise for teachers in this world. Some people say that teachers are like gardeners, and students are flowers, taking care of us all the time. Others say that teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating the world for others. Others say that teachers are like chalk, paving the way for students with their own bodies. And I think my head teacher is the epitome of what I said above.
The head teacher of our class is called Chen Shengshou. He is tall and handsome, with a big mouth, bright eyes and a strong body. A very ordinary person. He came to our class last semester because the former head teacher had left for some reason. At first, everyone missed the former head teacher and didn't listen to him. Some of them crowded him out, and even a classmate started fighting because of his dissatisfaction! However, after a while, we gradually accepted him and began to listen to him. After a period of time, our class returned to normal, even better than before, and also found some advantages of his class teacher better than before.
He is very reasonable, and everything is based on reason. Unless it is really impossible, he will solve the problem by "force". He still cares about us all the time, and whenever he has time, he will look out of the classroom from the window to see if we are listening carefully. He also has many fantastic ideas, which will surprise us every time he says them, and he wants us to sort out the news anecdotes that happen in class every day for everyone to comment on. He is also very helpful. When we can't do our homework, we can ask him what to do. You can talk to him if you have something on your mind. What makes us most happy is that he is funny and often makes us funny.
My head teacher is really a good teacher. Although he is ordinary, I think he is a model teacher. We all like and respect him now. He is my life coach, and I will remember him all my life.
Chapter three: My head teacher.
Teacher, your graceful figure and beautiful young face often amaze my former friends and say, "Wow! Who is that beautiful sister? So young, so temperament! "
"That's my teacher!" I am always proud to say.
"How is it possible! She is so young! " The appreciation and surprise of my friends made me elated and elated. I am really lucky to have a class teacher like you!
Teacher, you are really a magician. You can make boring courses more interesting and vivid. Your beautiful voice makes everyone fascinated and interested every time you read the text. Coupled with interesting games, let the students smile happily and almost forget to attend class!
But you, who are usually very kind to us, sometimes fly into a rage! You are so kind to us in class, but some students treat convenience casually and ignore everything, so that you almost don't swear. In fact, I know that all your hard work is for us. You don't want to even like to scold us, but you have to! Otherwise, naughty students may climb over your head with their heads down!
I remember one time after school, I accidentally forgot to take my meal bag. When I returned to the classroom, I saw you cleaning the classroom seriously. The advertisement says, "A serious woman is the most beautiful". I was really touched when I saw the teacher. Suddenly I heard you say kindly, "Thomas Lee! Why did you forget to take it home? Don't be so forgetful next time! " Although it is raining cats and dogs outside, these short words make me feel full of care and warmth. Alas! You want to help us with our class, but after school, all the students have left, but you are still in a hurry at school, eager to change your homework, clean up and prepare for tomorrow's class. I'm sure you must be exhausted, dizzy and panting when you get home!
Teacher! I know that you have paid no regrets in order to go to the next level and become a good student who understands books and manners! Here I say to you: "Thank you! You will always be my favorite teacher! I wish you eternal youth and beauty!
Chapter four: My head teacher.
There are many teachers in our school, among whom Chen Yi is my favorite.
My head teacher is gentle and beautiful, smart and generous, and the light from his eyes is as bright as moonlight; Smile as bright as the sun, and all the students in the class like and love her. Teachers have good knowledge and rich common sense. Her lecture was very detailed, and she answered the questions raised by her classmates clearly. Teachers often tell short stories about texts in class and sometimes tell jokes, so everyone is always interested in Chinese classes. The teacher was very happy on the stage, and the students listened with relish under the stage, always feeling that time passed quickly.
The teacher never loses his temper and smiles kindly. I really hope she can teach us forever. Teacher Chen Yifan is a respectable and good teacher in our mind.
Chapter five: My head teacher.
Miss Lu is a teacher who cares about her students very much, as if we were all her children.
I remember when I was in the third grade, once, my classmates and I played a game of catching chickens on the playground. When we had fun, I ran behind. Suddenly, I felt the swing in front of me and I fell to the ground. My hand is bleeding and my classmates are at a loss. At this time, the monitor saw it and ran to the office to find the head teacher of our class. The teacher said to the students, "The teacher said that after the teacher assigned their work, everyone began to get busy in an orderly way." In a short time, everyone's work was finished. The teacher carefully cleaned my wound with that basin of water. When the teacher cleaned the wound, he said to me seriously, "I will feel a little pain after taking the medicine for a while. Please bear it for a while." I nodded, and the teacher gently applied medicine to me. After a while, the medicine ran out and the teacher began to dress it. I looked up and found many tiny beads of sweat on the teacher's forehead, which suddenly made the teacher look so old. The teacher said, "It's bandaged." Then the teacher turned and picked up the phone and called my mother. After this, the teacher came to see me in my room and bought me a box of milk to drink!
Teachers not only care about us, but also have a strong sense of responsibility. I remember that in the first grade, when the teacher just took over our class, there was a person in our class. His basic knowledge of Chinese is very weak, and the simplest basic knowledge of Chinese is easy for us to do. However, it is difficult for him to do it. The teacher in our class didn't give him up or punish him. He also helps him with his Chinese lessons after work every day. He studied Chinese very hard, and his Chinese level improved by leaps and bounds. Now he is a teacher.
This is our head teacher. She is a people's teacher, who not only cares about her classmates, but also has a sense of responsibility.
Chapter six: My head teacher.
Miss Yuan is my Chinese teacher and head teacher. She took us from grade one to grade three. In my mind, she is a good teacher worthy of my worship. I really want to tell her story.
Miss Yuan is tall and thin and very beautiful. In normal times, she pays more attention to her own clothes, no matter the color or style of clothes, she pays great attention to collocation, so at any time, she can give people a pleasing feeling.
I appreciate not only the beauty of Miss Yuan, but also her spiritual beauty. She is a good teacher who cares about her students.
For example, that afternoon, our class was cleaning up. At this time, Mr. Yuan found a male student named Ke Zefeng lying on a high desk, tiptoeing to wipe the fan on the ceiling, looking very hard. Teacher Fei felt a little dangerous and immediately went over and called Ke Zefeng down.
At first, Ke Zefeng refused. Teacher Yuan said, "Come down, I am taller than you and obedient, or I will!" Ke Zefeng had to obediently pass the rag to Miss Yuan. The failed teacher kicked off his high heels neatly and jumped onto the desk with a very agile movement. She brushes the electric fan skillfully. After a while, she polished one. Then, Mr. Yuan changed the direction and continued to clean another electric fan.
I found that the elderly teacher Bai Zhe was covered with fine sweat on his forehead. This afternoon, Mr. Yuan cleaned four electric fans by himself, which made us very moved.
After cleaning, the students went home one by one, and I walked at the end. When I was about to leave the classroom, I found that the failed teacher had no intention of leaving. After a while, I saw Mr. Yuan pick up a piece of chalk and start drawing something on the blackboard at the back of the classroom. It turned out that she was going to help her classmates publish a blackboard newspaper! I admire the spirit of the failed teachers who devote themselves to their students regardless of fatigue.
A few days later, I witnessed another thing.
That afternoon, in the corridor of the teaching building, Mr. Fei saw the little students in another class with nosebleeds. She hurried forward to help the little classmate ask questions, took the little classmate to the school infirmary and sent him back to class. Several people saw this touching scene at that time. Someone immediately said to me: "Our teacher Yuan is really good, just like my mother!" "
Mr. Ai is very responsible and careful about the work of the class teacher. Take us queuing for exercise every day as an example. Before going down to do exercises every day, we always line up at the door of the classroom. Then go downstairs. For us to March in line, the bad teacher always emphasizes the quality of action. Every tiny flaw in us can't escape her eyes. As long as she finds the problem, she will definitely let us correct it. Therefore, our class is in the forefront of the whole grade in many aspects.
Another time, I was collecting the rope from the road team, and I couldn't collect it well. Teacher Yuan happened to see me, and immediately came over, taught me how to do it, and helped me put away the rope.
There are many small things, so I won't list them one by one.
Bad teacher, I really want to say to you: "bad teacher, you are so kind, I will worship you forever!" " "
Chapter 7: Praise my head teacher.
Praise my head teacher, Mr. Xie Shihua, Class 5 (2), Shiyan Central Primary School, Shiyan Town, Baoan District, Shenzhen City, Guangdong Province. My head teacher's surname is Zhang, and her name is Teacher Zhang Zhi. He is tall and thin with a pair of nearsighted glasses on his straight nose. The teacher's clothes are decent and look gentle and handsome. Teacher Zhang teaches art, and his painting level is high! The paintings are lifelike, and calligraphy can be called flying dragons and phoenixes. His eloquence is not inferior at all, and when he talks about great things, he talks endlessly. I'll tell you a secret, the teacher knows martial arts! It is really "both civil and military", no wonder everyone likes him! However, what we appreciate most is the teacher's humor. He often makes us laugh in the dark! Now, let's enjoy ourselves! At a class meeting, Teacher Zhang earnestly educated us: "Students! You are all fifth-grade students, study hard and don't' muddle along' at school all day. " Suddenly, the students heard the noise. It turned out that two students were blushing for a piece of garbage. At this time, the teacher said calmly, "What about dividing the property?" ? If this is money, you are still robbing it! If it's too little, two catties each! "After the speech, the students laughed their heads off and the flowers trembled! Some students even laughed and muttered, "Their so-called' property' turned out to be rubbish!" Hearing this, I laughed even crazier! In the face of such madness, Mr. Zhang has always been disapproving and serious. How's it going? After my humor, is everyone's stomach okay? If I go to the hospital, I won't lose money. This is my head teacher! Instructor: Zhang Yong
Chapter 8: My head teacher xu teacher.
My head teacher, xu teacher.
Xu teacher, our head teacher, teaches us Chinese. She is of medium height and has small eyes, but she is very enthusiastic. She speaks very fluently and logically. Her handwriting is neat and square, just like printing, and she often says, "Be upright and square like Chinese characters". She is very strict with her students, which is famous in our school. You know, under her serious appearance, there is a fiery heart.
I remember one morning, I came to school and prepared to take out my Chinese book for morning reading. However, I rummaged through my schoolbag and couldn't find the Chinese book. Oh, no, I left my Chinese book at home. God, what should I do? I seem to have fallen into the ice hole at once, and I am cold from head to toe. Fortunately, the morning exercise rang at that time, so I quickly lined up with everyone to do exercises. But morning exercises can save me for a while, but not for a day! Unfortunately, after the exercise, the Dean took the stage and made a speech. The first class is Chinese, and I don't even have time to borrow books. If you share a book with your classmates in class, isn't it "no beating"?
Have a Chinese class. I had to put my math book under my exercise book and sit in the classroom so as not to be found by xu teacher. When xu teacher asked us to open our books to read, I also opened the "Chinese book", just like Teacher Nan Guo. I secretly glanced at Mr. Xu and found that Mr. Xu was staring at me with such strange eyes! Too bad, I didn't cover the word "math" with my hand, and my face turned red when I brushed it. Then the teacher will "please" me out of the classroom? Call your parents after class? or ...
I saw Mr. Xu coming to me while listening to our study carefully. To my surprise, she gave me the Chinese book. Suddenly, a warm current came to my mind! Xu teacher, I thank you, thank you for your concern!
Xu teacher has to bring lesson plans to class, and there are no books. However, when guiding us to recite, it is still so vivid and smooth, and when analyzing key sentences, it is still so accurate and clear …
I listened attentively to this lesson and understood it very well! I will never forget this lesson!
Chapter 9: My head teacher-Mr. Zhuo
The head teacher of our class is Mr. Zhuo, a famous head teacher in Zhuhai. Teacher Zhuo is in her forties this year. He has a Zhang Yuanyuan face, slender eyebrows, glib mouth and a pair of glasses on his high nose. This shows that Mr. Zhuo is a "educated and talented person". Teacher Zhuo's shiny black hair hangs over her shoulders. But one of the biggest characteristics of Mr. Zhuo is that he cares about his classmates. Teacher Zhuo always puts our study and health first.
We were all naughty before Mr. Zhuo took our class. In addition to the presence of the head teacher, there will be people whispering under the teacher's eyes in other classes, which will lead to a decline in academic performance. After taking over our class, Mr Zhuo frowned when he saw our learning attitude. Teaching us is even more difficult: several people don't hand in their homework every day. Because most students don't listen carefully in class, Mr. Zhuo asked the students many questions. During that time, Mr. Zhuo helped us consolidate our knowledge every afternoon. It can be said that that time was the busiest time in our class and the hardest time for Teacher Zhuo.
"Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night." Teacher Zhuo's efforts were not in vain. Now our class has undergone earth-shaking changes under the leadership of Teacher Zhuo. Our class won the honor of "Top Ten Most Beautiful Teachers". Students know the importance of self-discipline and their academic performance has been greatly improved.
I remember that sports meeting, which was the moment for our Class Five athletes to show their talents and prove themselves. Whenever there is a competition between classmates in our class, Mr. Zhuo will always cheer by. When our grades are not ideal, Mr. Zhuo will comfort us: when our grades are excellent, Mr. Zhuo always smiles from ear to ear, so brilliant and so kind. Share the joy of victory with us. In my eyes, Mr. Zhuo is not a friend but better than a friend.
In my mind, Mr. Zhuo is an amiable teacher who educates us like a mother. Among the teachers I know, she is the most unforgettable. Teacher Zhuo, thank you for our hard work, my teacher Zhuo!
Chapter 10: My head teacher "Wu"
Among the teachers I know, if someone asks me who I like best, I will not hesitate to announce: "Wu" of course. How's it going? Cool name! This is a good name we gave her privately. You can't publicize it if you know it! In our minds, "Daxian" not only looks like a fairy, but also has the demeanor of a management student, so the name "Daxian" is very popular in private. Her name is Wu, and her parents affectionately call her Miss Wu.
Look, she is slim and slim. What makes the eyes of the girls in the class shine most is Daxian's long curly golden hair, a pair of sharp eyes under thick black eyebrows and a glib mouth. What she says is always so profound and interesting. She smiles more beautifully and looks amiable.
She is our amiable and respectable good teacher. She never punishes or scolds her students. She is very popular with them. She knows a lot, which is enough to make every student admire Daxian. Whenever we encounter an endless debate and it is difficult to distinguish right from wrong, someone always says, "Go ahead and let Daxian decide!" " "Daxian can always explain our knowledge clearly and inspire us to solve problems confidently in a gentle tone. Usually I often hear such a voice: "This is what Daxian said. "
Although she is not strict with us in class, the humorous way of education makes us dare not relax. In our words, it is called the "trick" of the manager. The little fairy is happily analyzing the words above, and the "chatterbox" below doesn't know what to play with under the table. He thought he was brilliant, but he was accidentally shot. I saw Daxian unhurriedly say, "Dude, do you do underground oil exploration?" How about, don't enjoy it alone, stand up and talk about it and enjoy the resources! You can't bury your hero in Zhongyuan Oilfield! "At this moment, the chatterbox stood there without saying a word, with his face flushed, as if there was a power outage and the broadcast was suspended.
Although Daxian always smiles at you at ordinary times, as long as you make a mistake, there is no room for discussion, and the "storm" falling from the sky will drown you.
Once, after class, I fought with the "Hercules" in my class and was caught by Daxian. A strange voice came from Daxian: "The martial arts performance is suspended! Excuse me, please come to the office. " Listen, how polite! But only we know that this time is over.
Like frosted eggplant, we came to the office in frustration and accepted the trilogy of class rules formulated by Daxian for self-education. First: think for two minutes, and then recite the "eight-character policy" 20 times: dare to admit mistakes and actively correct them. Second: self-report for three minutes, fixed format: what did I do wrong, how did I do it wrong, and what should I do in the future. You can't underestimate this level. No two or three times is impossible. We should apologize deeply and repent sincerely. If Daxian sees some lies, we must fight back. Third, choose the following opportunities to correct your mistakes, such as sweeping the floor for a week, reciting texts, copying words and sentences, doing good deeds, and writing instructions of more than 300 words. I told myself that I must take this last level seriously. At that time, how I wanted to have Sun's eyes! Otherwise, if the option is wrong, Daxian will double your "reward". In this way, I was reasonably deprived of at least one week's entertainment time.
Every time a classmate who makes a mistake goes through the baptism of this trilogy, it is like being tempered in a melting pot. Daxian seldom spoke from beginning to end. Afterwards, she proudly said to us, "This is called self-education." What I want to tell my classmates most is that I must not do it again in the future.
Don't you find it strange? I had a dream that day, in which I shouted, "Daxian, I love you!" " "