Growing up with you and me

You are with me in the journey of growing up

Growing up love is a deep and sweet topic, and love is a kind of pay and a feeling. The love of parents, warm and sweet, the teacher's love, has profound significance.

One day in the future, if we are admitted to college, become a scientist, or step into the community to participate in the work, who should we most appreciate? Yes, it is our beloved teacher. The teacher's meticulous care, like the spring rain, nourishes our hearts, and the teacher's inconspicuous every move also affects our hearts.

I remember the physics class that day, when the teacher came to the classroom and walked to the simplified platform, I saw that my face suddenly rose up, but when the teacher shouted "on class," I felt that the teacher's voice was very hoarse and could only be gestured. At this time, I really want to greet the teacher: "Are you a teacher, are you?"

When I started class, the teacher was very hard in class. I suddenly remembered that the teacher was drinking black Chinese medicine every day. Oh! The teacher is ill, and the teacher has been insisting on not delaying our class. In class, I have to raise my voice to give us lectures, all in order not to delay our study. At this time, I want to say to the teacher: "Teacher, you are light, we can see."

When we handed the completed homework to the teacher, the teacher seriously corrected it, and from the teacher's face, I knew how hard the teacher was. At this time, I want to say to the teacher: "Teacher, do you have a rest early, and there is still a lot of work tomorrow?"

Teacher, you have your guidance and care during your trip, I appreciate you!