a good teacher in my mind

In the quiet night, the stars are shining, and one of the stars is especially bright, which can illuminate my heart. It is her, my good teacher, her, our class teacher.

However, she is more like our second "mother." Since the seventh grade, we have been our class teacher. Until now, we have grown from ignorant children to teenagers. We have grown up, we have changed, we have become loved and you talk back, not listening to you. But you still stay the same, still love us.

Every morning when I went out, everyone saw that our entire class was uniform and neatly dressed. That's because you are watching the weather forecast every day. When it's hot, you will tell us that we have to wear summer clothes. When it's cold, tell the students to wear winter clothes, but the weather in spring and autumn is constantly changing. Warm and cold. You will always tell everyone to add clothes. At this time, my mother has a feeling: "Your class teacher is really meticulous!" The students will come to the school every day according to the prescribed school uniform.

For all kinds of activities in the school, you always encourage us to participate actively. Remember: When we were in the seventh grade, we just joined the Hebei Middle School and ushered in the school sports meeting once a year. Before the Games, there was an entrance ceremony and the entrance ceremony of my class. What is it like? Everyone talks a lot, some want to dance a dance, some have to put a "V", and some have to put a balloon, and finally decided to flop. It is not difficult for a person to flop a word, but it is very difficult for more than 30 of us to unify the flop. In order to achieve the real effect - neat, we stayed after school every day, gradually getting more and more neat under your guidance. When I got home, my hands couldn't stretch out. When I was eating, my hands hurt so much that I couldn't afford the chopsticks. My mother picked up my sleeve and saw that my hands were swollen. In the admission ceremony, our wonderful performance won the warm applause of the teachers and students of the whole school. Finally we won the first prize and you taught us to exercise.

Xiao Xia’s hand in our class was broken. I organized a loving donation for you, bought some fruits and nutrients for him, and led him to visit him near his home. Xiao Xia was moved to cry. You teach us to be friendly to the classmates around you. Nine classes are a whole. Just like a teenager, you are in a good position. Everyone should be united and loved. It is necessary to cherish this short and beautiful campus life. Because it is a wonderful history on the road of every student’s life,

what! Teacher Fan Wenfang, under your care, lead us to read the spring of the world, and the tide is high.

The third day: You Xiaotong