my teacher

Teacher Liu, who teaches us Chinese, is very good. She is in her thirties, medium-sized, with two black and thick eyebrows. There are a pair of sly eyes shining with wise light. Teacher Liu smiles very beautifully.

During class, she talked and laughed with us, playing with various gestures, let us guess what animal, only when she crossed her hands, she became a bird, one hand opened, the other closed, and became a snake. ... Sometimes, she will pat our shoulders, touch our heads, praise us a few words, let our hearts be as sweet as eating honey.

During the class, Teacher Liu, like a change, she looked serious and meticulous. When we listen carefully and concentrate on it, Teacher Liu will praise us with a smile and encourage us to continue to work hard and study hard.

When some students open a small gap, she will gently remind us to focus our attention. When we have a problem, we can boldly ask for it. She will discuss it with us, and then explain it to us seriously, holding us. Hand, bring us into the hall of knowledge.

Mr. Liu’s humorous class, we fall in love, we love to listen, we will be guided by Mr. Liu, swimming in the ocean of knowledge.

Third grade: kind people