My favorite teacher

My favorite teacher

"Spring silkworms go to the dead silk, and the wax torch begins to dry." This is a poem written by the ancients. This poem praises the spirit of selfless dedication of teachers. However, do our students feel the teacher's love for us? It.

The term teacher is not far from us, it is around us. The teacher grows up with us and teaches us. For us, in addition to parents, the teacher is the closest person to us. He said that we know that we need to help our parents in life. He told us that we should be polite. It is he who gave us the ideal.

When we listened carefully in class, you know why the teacher is so fluent. That is because the teacher prepares lessons on the desk when we are dreaming in bed. In fact, the teacher is fully prepared before we study. .

The teacher I like is a beautiful teacher. She is very friendly to us like a friend. In the classroom, we can let us play freely and not constrain us. She will discuss the problem with us, let us grasp all the knowledge without knowing it.

The teacher I like is humorous, funny, and jokes, so that we are not afraid of him and willing to cooperate with him. Because it can teach people to learn happily, it seems to fly into the ocean of his knowledge, people talk about it, happy to explore inside, solve problems.

The teacher I like is severe, and a solemn temperament deeply attracts us. There are countless tensions in the classroom. Our classroom is silent, everyone stops breathing, and only hears the teacher seriously. the sound of.

But whether they are friendly, humorous, or stern teachers, they are all hard. They have given us the experience, knowledge and pains of life. We are not qualified to assess that the teacher is good or bad because they are selfless and best for us.

When I was a child from school, when I first started teaching, I had an inexplicable excitement, inexplicable intimacy and happiness, and a grateful mood.

The teacher is a candle, we are things, he shines on us; the teacher is Xiaoxi, we are Tian, ​​he is irrigating us, the teacher is clear sky, we are birds, the sky of Noda is flying for me; the teacher is the sun, we are the trees Let us grow up happily.

The teacher is the compass on our way to life, we have to keep up; the teacher goes forward. Teacher's Day is here, everyone comes together to say to the teacher: Teacher, you have worked hard! My favorite teacher.

The second day: Shi Jinxin