my teacher

The teacher is the gardener and the teacher is the mother. This is not a fake. Mr. Kong is such a person who is like a gardener and a mother to the students. She has left a deep and beautiful memory for my country life.

Teacher Kong took over our class when she was in sixth grade. We haven't been together for a long time, but she has become the person I admire most.

She, a medium-sized man, has long shawl hair that is always well groomed, and a pair of bright eyes flashing with confidence and firm eyes. Seeing that we are always smiling. Don't think that she is very kind. In addition to being kind, she is still a strict teacher!

Teacher Kong has a daughter who attends the first year of our school. It was a chubby and very cute child.

My study is not very good. Teacher Kong did not disappoint me after taking over. She often gives me a separate lesson after school. I remember the last semester fast exam. My review of the game has not yet been put in place. Teacher Kong is very anxious for me. I took a slap in the face. Every day after school, I urged me to review it carefully. There are still a few times to make up for me after school until 7 o'clock. Not only is she hungry herself, but even her 7-year-old daughter is hungry with us. It’s awkward to think about it now!

In addition to being good to me, Teacher Kong is responsible for all students.

That was the last semester fast exam. The students came to the school for self-study classes early. The teacher who came to the first place every day was coming to class but never came. The students all talked about it. At this time, the Chinese teacher came and said: "Mr. Kong's child is ill, and may not be able to come today." The language teacher's voice just fell into the classroom and suddenly talked about it. The teacher knocked on the table, "Quiet, quiet. Now I have to review the formula myself. Please open page 101..."

At this moment, the classroom door was pushed away. Mr. Kong walked in breathlessly and wiped his sweat on his head and said, "Sorry, classmates. The teacher is late. Now I am going to class." Li Tianyuan stood up and said loudly: "Teacher, your daughter is not sick." Are you going back to take care of her, we will review our homework!" "Yeah, yeah" a sound of echo in the classroom. Teacher Chen reached out and quietly went down in the classroom. "I will take the exam in a few days. I won't let you drop your homework. You will be taken care of by the doctors in the hospital. You can rest assured! You are also my child!" The teacher's words made me very moved. Since then, I have planted a seed of love in my tender mind.

This is our teacher, such as the teacher of the garden, such as the teacher of the mother. Thank you, my unforgettable teacher, Mr. Kong!

Changsha, Wangcheng County, Changsha, Hunan, the third day of junior high school: laughing at the red dust