my teacher

There is such a story. One day, the weather is hot. There are two cacti on the balcony. The small cactus can't hold up because of the lack of nutrition. The big cactus will transfer its nutrition to the small cactus. In the end, the small cactus got nutrients and thrived, while the big cactus gradually withered. After reading this story, I thought: Isn't that big cactus like our teacher?

Medium-sized, black-faced face with a pair of big eyes and high nose, this is the teacher who teaches us the language. Open the memory window, and the scenes suddenly come to my eyes.

I remember that after class, other teachers always put books on them and went back to the office with their faces. But our teacher often came to us and jumped and played with us. Sometimes when we have fun with us, we are huddled with us and rushed into a group. You can't tell who is the teacher and who is the student. At the party of last semester, Bi teacher and us made a game of “drums and flowers”, and the scene of joy often haunted my heart.

But what made me most memorable was the one that happened in the class last semester. That was in a essay review class. Teacher Bi asked Zhang Xian to go to her essay. When everyone listened to God, he suddenly heard a bang and saw Zhang Xian fall heavily on the ground. Then, I walked over to Zhang Xian and saw her pale and unconscious. At this time, everyone was frightened and didn't know what to do. Teacher Bi quickly picked up Zhang Xian, and went to the downstairs in a few big steps. She called Shen, and sent her to the hospital with a locomotive. After one class, when I saw that Teacher Bi came back from the hospital, the teacher’s tired face stretched out with a bright smile, and suddenly, a warmth in my heart. Teacher Bi is like our parents!

In fact, Teacher Bi is a "strict" teacher. Every class, he has to ask other teachers, how is our discipline in class? If we hear a teacher say that our discipline is very poor, Bi will enter the classroom with anger and criticize us.

Teacher Bi, I love you, because you care about us all the time, meticulously; Bi teacher, I admire you, because you teach us the truth of life, the correct outlook on life. Teacher Bi, we love you!

Instructor: Bi Yuxin