My respected teacher

I respect all kind people, all honest laborers. But my most respected teacher is the teacher.

Once, after I left school, I found out that my language documents were not taken, so I went back to school to take them. At that time, it was already very late. I thought, "There must be no one in the classroom, but when I arrived at the school, I found out that the lights in the classroom were still on. I walked into the classroom with a puzzled look and saw the teacher sentenced the homework in the classroom. The teacher did not notice. When I arrived, I still judged my homework on the podium. I thought, "The teacher didn't even find me, the teacher was too serious!" "I whispered: "The teacher is good! "The teacher did not answer me. I thought again, "The teacher didn't even hear it!" Hey! Call again. I whispered again: "The teacher is good!" The teacher still did not hear, I thought, "The teacher judged that the homework was too serious, and was not subject to outside interference, good!" I called out again. : "Teacher is good!" The teacher reflected this and said to me, "Ah, what is XXX?" I said, "Hey, my language documents have been forgotten to take home." The teacher said: "So It’s late, go home after the book is finished!” I went to the seat and took the book, thinking, “This is our class teacher, Teacher Zhao. She will teach us during the day and judge us at night. Homework, teacher, you are really too hard." I asked the teacher: "Teacher, so late, why haven't you gone home yet?" The teacher said: "I want to give you a homework!" I said; "Teacher goodbye! ”

On the way home again, I kept thinking and said to myself: "This is our teacher. I saw how serious her work attitude is!"

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