Essay in praise of the teacher... Essay on complimenting a teacher

The teacher is a bright light in the hearts of each of us, illuminating our life path. She is my teacher, Teacher Zhu.

Teacher, it is you who have spent countless days and nights preparing lessons, preparing textbooks one after another. It was you who went through countless hours of grading homework, and the red pen was used one after another. It is your vigorous and powerful board book on the blackboard that brings us a wealth of knowledge, and the blackboard is thin layer after layer.

Ah, teacher, you are the key that opens the door to wisdom, teaching me infinite knowledge and benefiting me a lot.

At that time, I had just started learning to write essays, and as soon as I wrote essays, I muttered in my heart: "Writing essays is a headache!" "It's always written like "pulling the gourd in the east and pulling the scoop in the west"!

It's like a mess, and I can't make sense of it. And you saw it, and praised it one after another: "Not bad, not bad!"

It's just a slight flaw on the white wall! Then, with a smile on your face, you pick up the red ballpoint pen and say, "Let me cut through the mess with a quick knife!"

Under the table lamp, fine beads of sweat oozed from your forehead, and the pen you held in your hand was like a shotgun, ** from the 100% net.

Please ***** aim and scan the past word by word. After changing it, I went through it and wow! It's really "turning stones into gold"!

You tapped me on the shoulder and said, "When writing an essay, you have to observe carefully and write with real feelings, otherwise you will never be able to write well." I listened and nodded thoughtfully.

Since then, my writing has improved dramatically.

Ah, teacher, you are the signpost in my life, guiding me on the road to success and teaching me the principles of life.

That time, we were playing in the playground, and I saw a very beautiful flower blooming in the grass, so I reached out and picked it. A man stopped me, it was you, you led me to the playground and sat down, and said, "Senyi, everyone must have the consciousness of caring for flowers and plants, if everyone picks flowers, won't all the flowers in this world be plucked?"

I listened and bowed my head in shame. Since then, I have never picked flowers again.

Yes! Teacher, you are a beacon in my voyage, encouraging me to work hard. I will love you, respect you, and praise you in the future.

Teacher, you are so nice.

Teachers, like hard-working gardeners, nurture our many "little saplings"; The teacher, like a lamp that shines brightly, ignites itself and illuminates every student.

Teacher, when we first entered the school, you were smiling and grasping the temple of knowledge and giving us infinite knowledge.

Teacher, when we are hesitant to accept it in class, you always encourage us to be brave, and it doesn't matter if we answer wrong; When we encounter difficulties in learning, you will always encourage us to be strong and brave to overcome difficulties; When we didn't get a good score in the exam, you did the same, and encouraged us to work hard, work hard, and not give up with your kind tone.

Teacher, when we excel in our learning in the class, you also taught us not to be proud and to keep working hard.

Teacher, I know that whenever we enter into a beautiful dream, you are grading homework for us day and night, and some of us are unaware of your hardships. If you have too much homework, you will be complained; The class is serious, and I secretly talk about you behind my back.

Teacher, you not only care about and encourage us in our studies, but also worry about our lives and safety.

When we are not well, you will come to greet us cordially; When our hearts have been hit hard, you will always come to enlighten us, to come out of this shadow, so that we can concentrate on learning.

Whenever school is over, whether you are crossing the street alone or many people crossing the street together, you will use your big hand to hold our little hand and lead us across the street.

Teacher, you are like a diligent gardener, nurturing us and making us the pillars of the motherland; You are like a lamp that illuminates everything for us.

Teacher, I want to say out loud to you, "You're so nice! ”

It's better if you're sick and the teacher takes care of you. Question addendum: Examples !! Count your lights brightest in the late night window, count your earliest on the road in the early morning, and count you the most on the three-foot podium.