Memorable teachers, classmates, lessons, and activities. A short paragraph to highlight why it is

After the "liberation" of Taiwan, the author of this text found a job on a steamship in Taiwan.

On one occasion, the ship docked at the port of Kaohsiung in Taiwan. The author did not go to the city, but chose to go to the suburbs, and the author did not know how far he walked, and found an elementary school with a white fence and a row of trees planted outside the door.

The author walked into the schoolyard, apparently quiet, approached a classroom, went out the window, and saw a young classroom teaching children to learn words. He struggled to write on the blackboard: I am Chinese, I love China.

Then he read it over and over again in the less standard Chinese. I was fascinated by the moving scenes. He walked into the classroom through the back door, sat in the back row, and read aloud with the teacher.

In the end, the teacher and classmates had to take the author to their school's small hall for a tour.

After arriving, the teacher said to the author: "Here, in the past, Japanese paintings were painted, but now after the 'liberation,' paintings of Chinese are hung." After hearing this, the author looked at the painting on the wall, on which there were Confucius, Zhuge Liang, Zheng Chenggong, and Sun Yat-sen.

At that moment, the author's eyes were unconsciously moist.

I think in the author's heart, this rural school in the suburbs will always be a sacred school and auditorium or sacred land in his heart or in the hearts of the Chinese.

Maybe one day in the future, the ship happens to stop at the port of Kaohsiung again, and the author can go to that school again to communicate with the teacher and visit the small hall, and maybe next time there will be many more paintings of great Chinese people in the past. I think the author must have wanted to go to that school every day and learn the words and Chinese of the Chinese with those lovely children and young teachers, and the author must have hoped for it as well.

After the victory of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the author saw a young Taiwanese teacher earnestly teaching children to learn the motherland's characters in a rural primary school in Taiwan, and visited the deep feelings of the great Chinese figures in the school auditorium, expressing the deep feelings and strong national spirit of the Taiwan people who love the motherland.

The text "An Unforgettable Lesson" mainly tells the moving scene of a young Taiwanese teacher earnestly teaching children to learn the motherland's script in a rural primary school in Taiwan after the victory of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, as well as the deep feeling of visiting the portraits of great Chinese people in the school auditorium, expressing the deep feelings and strong national spirit of the Taiwan people who love the motherland.

Write a sentence, a gesture, or a plot that interests or touches you the most, or you can write about the person or thing you dislike the most.

All of us cannot learn and be educated without the teaching of our teachers. When I entered junior high school, I had more classes and more teachers.

The education methods of each teacher are also different, so let me introduce you to a few of my masters!

My geography teacher was very humorous, and in geography class, my classmates would definitely move their facial muscles (laughs). Remember.

It was when I was just in the first grade of junior high school, and the teacher talked about the altitude in that class, and pointed to Guo Shaowei, who was about one meter tall in my class, and said, "Guo Shaowei is about 1 meter above sea level, and the terrain is too low." After speaking, he pointed to Man Jiancheng, who was about a meter tall in my squad and said:

This is the 'Plateau', and the altitude is extremely high! "Hahaha... Everyone laughed and laughed.

How's that, our teacher is humorous enough!

My math teacher was the homeroom teacher of our class, and although he wasn't very humorous, he was also very good. Every class starts at the beginning of the year.

Looking back at the table in the self-study class, I could almost see the math teacher standing at the back door and looking out, so the discipline of our class has been maintained very much.

Well, when everyone saw that the teacher was haunted every day, they called him "fairy". The math teacher will bring his "ring ruler" to every class, whenever someone is distracted in class, talking and making small movements, the teacher's ring ruler will be in close contact with the person's hand, and the teacher's ring ruler has touched the person since then studied seriously and will never violate discipline again, so everyone says that the ring ruler is a "fairy ruler". The math teacher is one such strict teacher.

Out of all the teachers, my favorite is the English teacher, not only because I like to learn English, but also because the teacher is very kind. In English class, Mr. Wu Yu always tells you one sentence after another, tense, and very vividly, everyone will never fall asleep, I listen to the English teacher's class, and my English grades continue to improve, I should really thank the teacher for teaching so well.

Here are a few of my teachers, how's that? My teachers can be called different!

Unforgettable reasons: 1. I never thought that the teacher would let us go outside the classroom as a group, and it was on a snowy day. 2. The content of the teacher's teaching was to let us stand in the snow for 5 minutes before returning to the classroom.

3. This short five-minute lesson in the wind and snow has taught us a profound truth, it turns out that the difficulties in life are like this snowstorm, and they are not as terrible and cold as we imagined, and it is actually very simple to overcome it, only if you can face it actively and bravely.

After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, I worked on a ship of a shipping company in Taiwan. Once, when our ship was anchored in the port of Kaohsiung, I went ashore and came to a rural elementary school, where I saw a Taiwanese teacher reading aloud with the children"I am Chinese and I love China.

I was so moved that I walked into the classroom and read aloud to the teacher. At the end of class, the Taiwanese teacher must take me to see their small auditorium, where there are several portraits of great Chinese people in the past dynasties hanging on both walls of the auditorium. I clasped the teacher's hand tightly and excitedly repeated the short words that expressed all my emotions; "I am Chinese and I love China. "

Unforgettable teachers.

Walking out of the school gate, how much nostalgia welled up in my heart, I will never forget the grass and trees of my alma mater, and I will never forget my teachers and classmates. Of course, the most memorable teacher is my Chinese teacher, Mr. Zuo.

Teacher Zuo is a 50-year-old teacher, chubby, medium height, with white temples, and kind like our grandmother. She cares very much about every student in the class, is equal to every classmate, never dislikes students who are not good at studying, and does not favor students who study wellEvery time no matter who makes a mistake, Teacher Zuo will criticize him, educate him, and reason with him, she speaks like a gentle drizzle, everyone loves to listen, she not only teaches us knowledge, but also teaches us how to behave.

Ms. Zuo has been our Chinese teacher since the fourth grade, and she is very serious and rigorous in teaching. I also corrected the homework of my classmates very carefully and carefully. I remember one time Mr. Zuo asked us to write a 400-word essay, and I buried my head in writing as soon as I heard it, for fear that the writing would be slow and delay the time to have fun after class, so I wrote it as fast as I could, and finally finished it before class.

At noon, my composition text was sent down, and when I opened it, Mr. Zuo gave me a "big facelift" in my composition, deleted the bad paragraphs in it, made up the incomplete sentences, changed the sentences that didn't make sense, and also helped me add some words, I read the teacher's revised composition, and it was very vivid and beautiful. I blushed and felt ashamed of my perfunctory work, and the harmful teacher Zuo sacrificed his lunch break to correct my essay. Mr. Zuo often taught us to read more, think more, write more, and encourage bold writing, and he always meticulously corrected and explained, which made me change from being afraid of writing to loving writing, which is mostly due to Mr. Zuo's earnest teachings.

Teacher Zuo not only imparted us knowledge, but also set an example for our life, no matter how far I go in the future, how unforgettable I am to the beloved Teacher Zuo.