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I have taught my teachers from the first grade to the sixth grade, but the most memorable one is the language teacher who taught me in the sixth grade: He Li. In my heart, she is the most beautiful teacher.

A delicate face of the melon seeds has two thin eyebrows, a pair of sly eyes, a high nose, a mouth that can speak. She is He Li.

When I first came, I was in the second grade. She is our physical education teacher. I started school in the third grade. She became my language teacher and I am very happy. When she was teaching, she was very humorous. Very popular with us. In the class, we rushed to the teacher at the speed of "light", and screamed, like a nest of small sparrows around a young sparrow asking Dong to ask West. What "teacher, what is your birthday?", "Teacher, what is your phone number?", "Teacher, what university do you go to? Why don't you go to another school, come to us?" The teacher is tired of it, one Let us tell you.

Years are like light, time is like water. In a blink of an eye, the fourth grade. It is not Teacher He Li who teaches us. We were all disappointed, looking for the teacher everywhere in the school, but I could not find it. Later, I don't know who said: "Mr. He Li went to middle school!" We were shocked. This sentence is like a blue sky, which makes us unbearable; this sentence is like a needle, deeply stuck in our hearts. Since then, we have never seen our teacher He Li. But we all remember the time in the sixth grade. We dare not think, I am afraid that there will be a pain in my heart.

Teacher, when can we see you? We all miss you, but we dare not say that if we say it, we will remember the third grade.

Teacher, how unforgettable you are!

Teacher, are you ok? I hope to see you in a crowd of people on a certain day...

Hainan Qionghai 123 sixth grade: 1751743599