My guide

People say that the teacher is a gardener, the teacher is a candle, but I want to say that the teacher is the guide for us to grow up. The Chinese language teacher in the first grade is such a person. He will always be my good teacher, because he taught me to learn the Chinese Pinyin used for life.

The first time I met him was when I was in the first grade of the country seven years ago. He walked into the classroom and introduced his name on the blackboard with pinyin and Chinese characters. He said that he would teach us to learn Pinyin from today. Somehow, I am very disgusted with Pinyin, maybe it is too difficult to write. Write it on the third line, I am not in the top, it is the following multiple tails, it seems to be fun, but I just don't want to write it.

The teacher taught us to read pinyin, always over and over again. After reading more, I will sing against him. He let the reading, I can't read it; he doesn't let it read, but I read it slyly. The teacher was not angry, but said softly: "You are a naughty boy." Then he walked straight out of the classroom and let my second monk know what to do.

If I changed other teachers, I was already beaten. The more he is, the more he sings against him, even playing and not writing homework. If my parents ask, I will say that the teacher is not arranged. My parents believe me, and I don’t want to ask anymore. I am fortunate that it feels so special! I ran out of the yard and rushed to the little friends who were playing, and shouted smugly: "I am coming."

However, my last days have finally arrived - I will take the midterm exam, but my Pinyin will not be anything. In the evening, I turned over and over, and I couldn't sleep. I turned the book over and turned it over. I looked at Pinyin with my eyes wide open - I didn't know it, and I didn't know me. Finished, finished, waiting to eat "belt fried pork".

The next day, I was sitting in the classroom, worried, not dare to look at the teacher, and there was no grievance in my heart. After class, the teacher seemed to see my mind, called me to the office, and said to me: "Meng Chao, now I am worried about the exam." I nodded. He thought for a while and said: "Learning Pinyin is like learning to walk. Slowly, no one can step into the sky, but you have to step by step. Do you understand?" I seem to understand "hmm". The teacher comforted me and told me not to worry, saying that there are still three or four days of the exam, and I have to go to his home to tutor every day. I seem to have found a big savior. I have said a few thank you.

A few days of tutoring is very effective. I also feel that it is not too difficult to learn Pinyin. With the help of the teacher, I have learned all the Pinyin. I got the first place in the midterm exam, and the teacher praised me for being smart. When the teacher sent me the prize, he said: "Pinyin is the elf of the language. It is the pillar of learning the language. Mastering it can change our destiny. You must remember my words!" When I received the prize, my eyes flashed. Moving a tear, crystal clear.

Really, my language score has always been among the best in the class, not only because I learned Pinyin, but more importantly, the teacher’s words inspired me to let me know how to create the value of life.

I want to thank my language teacher, he will always be the guide on my life.