Our teacher is fat, tall and round. Wearing a pair of 800 glasses, like a doctor.
The teacher has long hair. She is kind and amiable. Once, my handwriting was crooked and very ugly.
Teacher Zhang kept me and asked me to write again. The teacher didn't let me go home until I was told to write neatly.
I hated my teacher at that time and thought, Isn't it just a few words? Isn't writing well the same as writing badly? Why do you write over and over again? It is a waste of time to write words in a standardized way. When I got home, I told my mother why I stayed. My mother told me: "Words are a facade, from which you can see a person's character.
It is right for the teacher to be strict with you. Your good calligraphy is your own, and no one can steal it. "After listening to my mother's words, I understood the teacher's intention and made me admire the teacher more.
Since then, I have been like a first-grade pupil, practicing calligraphy every day, and writing neatly and regularly no matter what homework I write. After a while, my handwriting was more beautiful and standardized than before, and I was praised by the teacher many times.
This is the result of teacher Zhang's strict requirements! There is a candle in my heart that will never go out, burning the fire of life forever, full of vitality and vitality forever. Isn't this candle like a person around us who deserves our admiration? He told us the truth of being a man in class; After class, she is our good friend. If a student encounters a problem that she doesn't understand, she will teach us patiently. Yes, he is our teacher. "Candles always remind us to think of others everywhere." This may be what teachers often say! How many pearls did the teacher drop for us in a year? What about us? However, I often make her angry. I think it's really hard, and I regret it: I, a middle school student, didn't work wholeheartedly.
Teacher, I want to say to you: "You worked hard for us, worked hard;" You took us into the ocean of knowledge and swam there, which made us understand the fun in the book; You prepare your lessons carefully and enjoy the wonderful lunch in the book with us; You care about us like a good friend; Is it you, is it you, or is it you! You are like a red candle, giving all the light and heat to the younger generation! Your quality and spirit can be described in two words-burning! Keep burning! You are like a talking bird. You come and give us a lecture. It is so colorful. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me, showing me a colorful new world ... great teacher, we admire you.
2. In the second grade of primary school, I like how to write the composition of the class teacher 100 words. I said I like kindness, and a kind heart can move people; You said you like beauty, and beautiful appearance can attract people; I said kindness sends love, you
Say beauty brings love, I say kindness can accommodate waiting, and you say beauty can expect waiting; I said kindness is a quiet life, and you said beauty is * * *
Life; I say kindness is as elegant and moist as tea, and you say beauty is as enchanting as flowers. I said that beauty is the blooming of mood, and you said that beauty is to pick a flower for your heart.
Beautiful colorful clouds; I said kindness is sunshine, which makes people happy and warm. You said that kindness is love, and the world is beautiful and colorful because of love. let
There is love in every corner of the world; I say let beautiful love live in everyone's heart forever, and heaven and earth are full of vitality because of love.
I remember Shakespeare saying that appearance is actually a mirror of the inner world: kindness makes people beautiful. Have a kind heart, far better than any.
Clothing, jewelry and cosmetics. The beauty brought by kindness is not only from the heart, but also lasting and noble. The so-called mental health, that is,
A person's appearance is plastic, and his mentality has a great influence on his appearance. We can change our appearance with our own actions and thoughts.
If you want to be beautiful and handsome, draw the most beautiful picture in your heart. Those who have a long-term good impression will eventually get happiness!
3. Diary of the second grade of primary school, 100 words. My teacher Zhao Juan is the head teacher of our class and our math teacher.
Her thick black shawl hair is like a black waterfall pouring down from the top of the mountain, revealing a natural and simple charm. She has bright eyes under her thick eyebrows, like two black gems. She has a small cherry mouth and crimson lips as red as pomegranate. She smiled to reveal two deep dimples, which was beautiful.
Teacher Zhao is very tall, walks with long feet, and the steps of modeling are like holding a fashion party. Miss Zhao likes wearing white trench coat and gray jeans best.
The material of the teacher's pure white windbreaker is like white clouds in a sunny day, slightly glowing, like the wings of an angel. The hem of the windbreaker is an arc from high to low, elegant and slightly bulging.
Look! This is her-an amiable teacher.
4. The composition entitled' My Teacher' 100 words stirred my sincere heart, bearing in mind the bitterness of growing up, and you, my teacher, accompanied me through it.
Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. You have propped up the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Your lecture is rich and colorful. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me, which makes me see a colorful new world ... Teacher, I salute you.
It is you who lead the ignorant us into the space of knowledge and spread love with songs. You burn yourself like a candle, ignite the fire of hope for us, and guide us to open the maze of science with your enthusiasm for action.
You have no regrets when your hair turns white, and the hearty laughter is still on the three-foot platform. Although your face is full of vicissitudes, you still left us a knowing smile; White chalk powder, falling wave after wave, dyed many teachers' black hair, but set off your youthful green more strongly; On the podium, next to the desk, cold comes and summer goes, spring, summer, autumn and winter, a little hard sowing. Thank you, teacher.
5. Diary of the second grade of primary school, 100 words. My teacher Zhao Juan is the head teacher of our class and our math teacher.
Her thick black shawl hair is like a black waterfall pouring down from the top of the mountain, revealing a natural and simple charm. She has bright eyes under her thick eyebrows, like two black gems. She has a small cherry mouth and crimson lips as red as pomegranate. She smiled to reveal two deep dimples, which was beautiful.
Teacher Zhao is very tall, walks with long feet, and the steps of modeling are like holding a fashion party. Miss Zhao likes wearing white trench coat and gray jeans best.
The material of the teacher's pure white windbreaker is like white clouds in a sunny day, slightly glowing, like the wings of an angel. The hem of the windbreaker is an arc from high to low, elegant and slightly bulging.
Look! This is her-an amiable teacher.
6. The teacher is my good role model. The diary of senior two is about 100 words. In my mind, teachers have the supreme status. They are disseminators of knowledge, models of morality and incarnations of love. Perhaps the people who have the most contact since childhood are teachers, so I admire them from the bottom of my heart. Teachers encourage us with enthusiasm and influence us with love.
Our math teachers love their jobs and set a good example for many teachers! She is very careful in every lecture, so the students like her class very much. After class, she corrects our homework on time without procrastination. She won't rest for more than five minutes after class.
She cares about us more than her own children. Look at this spirit, it is worth learning by some teachers!
7. About my teacher's composition 100 word A:
Growing up, we will meet many teachers in our life. These teachers have their own characteristics, some are gentle, some are serious and some are humorous. ..
My favorite teacher is our head teacher, Miss Lin. From the first grade of primary school to now, all the teachers have been with us. The teacher is very beautiful, of medium height, thin, with long black hair, sometimes wearing a shawl and sometimes a handful of masson pine, and a pair of kind and bright eyes embedded under curved eyebrows.
The teacher is a gentle and cautious person, and treats us like our own children, which makes us feel very kind. The teacher speaks so vividly that the students all like to attend her class. The teacher is meticulous and responsible for our study. Every assignment will be marked and checked, and problems will be carefully explained when found. The students respect her very much.
If we don't behave well in our study, the teacher will get angry occasionally. A few days ago, when we were in the last text, a classmate who didn't listen carefully was seen by the teacher, and he was furious and severely criticized because it was rare to see the teacher so angry. At that time, we were also shocked. After that, the teacher continued the class, and the students' wonderful answers made the teacher feel very satisfied.
8. The most beautiful teacher in my heart is 100. "Stars in the sky are shining. Take them off with a ladder ..." I lie prone on the window and look at the twinkling stars in the sky, and my mind is full of childhood memories. A memory boat comes from a distance, carrying my teacher Zhang and her big eyes that always twinkle. At the age of seven, I was not old enough to go to school. She nodded, blinked her eyes like stars and smiled. From then on, she became my first class teacher. In class, Teacher Zhang taught us to read aloud with her crisp voice, and we also read aloud with her in that voice. We hope to see her smile, which is our highest reward. One day, my sister wrote such a sentence in her composition: teachers are like mothers, bringing us warmth. I naively thought. The next morning, I came to school early and asked her quietly, "I love you, and I want to call you mom, okay?" Her face suddenly turned crimson. She gently touched my head and said, "The teacher loves you like a mother!" " "Spring is coming, let's play, fly kites, see willows and pick small flowers …" Teacher, Sister Liu's hair is long and beautiful. What is the secret? "She was surrounded by a group of curious little angels." Yes, it uses the brand of' Spring Rain' shampoo, which is much better than what is soft in Pan Ting! ""Which barber cut Liu Jie's hair? He is really something! "Is a beautician miss spring. She not only cut straight long hair for weeping willow sister, but also permed golden curly hair for Miss Rape, as well as Aunt Peach Blossom and Grass ... ""Then can you ask Miss Chun to help me cut it beautifully? " "Yes!" "Why do flowers have so many colors?" "Because they are going to attend the beauty contest held by Miss Chun! "... in Yuan Ye in spring, we left the footprints of spring. However, the good times did not last long. After the passionate summer, I never saw her again, and she moved away. That year, there was a tearful autumn. Although winter has gone and spring has come, I have grown up, but the star-like eyes still shine in my heart, guiding me year after year.