Who am I and who is the essay 300 words, and who am I and 350 words?

That is, what happened to you and whom.

Today my mother and I went to my grandmother's house, and there is a very important goal for this trip, haha, that is the long-awaited and heroic Brother Han!

My brother Han is a knowledgeable student, proficient in all subjects, it is simply a reading machine on the advertisement, his grades are very good, and he was admitted to Shanghai! I also went to visit the Shanghai World Expo! What a conqueror of knowledge!

He came back this time, and he was much more obese than the last time he came back! The belly is a beer belly, full of fat, but it's cute, and I don't cut the heroic demeanor of the year!

I even chatted with my brother Han! I asked him a question: Which two vegetables in the vegetable world have mobile phones?

Brother Han thought about Huiji, well, .......What should I do, in the end, Brother Han said: "I can't do it, you tell me!"

I smiled evilly: "Hehe, let me tell you, the answer is: radish and greens, because of radishes."

Bu cabbage, each has its own love "Suo Ai" hahahaha! I'm laughing to death! "Brother Han suddenly realized, wow, why didn't I think of it? I can't even think of the popular saying, alas!

Brother Han also told me a lot of big truths, but he was all for my good, I should listen, on the contrary, I also educated him, Brother Han also nodded, I didn't expect my philosophy to be good! Hey!

It mainly describes a series of stories that happened to you and whom, and then the time, place, people, and events can be clearly marked.

Me and my mom.

The term "mother" is the first name that a beautiful person learns. In everyone's early childhood, our mother's snuggling was our guide. In our lives, there will always be unpleasant times with our mothers.

Such as disagreeing opinions, watching TV, making mistakes, etc. However, these are just some small episodes that enhance the relationship between mother and child. All in all, nothing can ruin a good son's affection for their good mother.

It was getting dark, and I walked slowly home. Suddenly I looked up and saw a plane, and at this moment, a memory suddenly flashed through my mind, and that was the event that has never been erased from my record history. I call it a "pity".

Sick of it! Sick of it! You're back with a difference!

I was childish with my mom. Mom didn't say anything this time, and silently took the duffel bag and walked out of the house. The door slammed shut.

However, my anger has not subsided. I sat in my chair angrily, thinking about how not to see my mother. At the time, I didn't seem to notice that my actions would be condemned by Ren Dewei, who had always cared about my mother.

After a while, I had some regrets, and I felt that I had been a little too much for my mother at that time, in case, my mother was angry and didn't want me, in case, she was gone forever, in case she ......I couldn't think about it. I found out what it meant to be "too late". It's useless to write another 10,000 reviews now.

Because the object has been lost. I wanted to make it better before my mom left, but I really wanted to give myself two punches! If there is really a "regret medicine" to buy in the world, I will definitely buy it, no matter how expensive, as long as I can save this feeling.

Me and the sea.

The sea is boundless, vast and boundless, and the seabed is rich in resources; My father is broad and profound, and he has a deep love for me in his heart.

Inscription. The sea when I was young.

When I was a child, my family lived in the countryside, and I was naïve and naïve at that time. Although his family is not wealthy, he has an extremely wealthy childhood. At that time, my father was very young, and he used to carry me to the river pond to fish, and the water was very clear at that time, and I could see the bottom of the river.

Whenever I caught a big bucket of fish and returned with a full load, my father would always raise his eyebrows and happily sing nursery rhymes for me, so that a big hand holding a small hand walked on the country road under the sunset, and the golden countryside echoed with a long song...

The sea that changed when I was sensible.

I went to elementary school, the house in the countryside was demolished, I left my ignorant childhood, and lived in a public house, and as I grew older, my life changed with each passing day, my father also changed, became so strange, no longer as amiable as when he was a child, since he started business, he can no longer find the bright smile of his childhood, every day when he gets home, in addition to asking about the study situation, he can't finish it**. There is no common language in other areas.

I am old but still love my sea.

When I entered middle school and started another new period of my study career, I also grew up, and the image of my father has long been fixed in my heart, and my father will never love me so much when I was a child. But there are often two sides to looking at things....

During the winter vacation last year, I had a severe cold, runny nose and cough, and the high fever persisted, often reaching 41 degrees Celsius, causing acute pneumonia, and I was forced to be admitted to the emergency ward, where I hung bottles of saline on all sides. Finally, I was discharged from the hospital under the careful care of my mother for a week, and after returning home for a full meal, my mother sat down on the edge of my bed and secretly told me that when I was just admitted to the hospital, my father was sitting alone outside and secretly crying. After my mother left, I had a lot of thoughts, and behind those tears was my father's deep self-blame and love for me.

It dawned on me that my father had never changed, but he no longer put his love for me outside like when he was a child, but buried it deep in his heart! After a struggle of thoughts, I walked out of the door and came to my father: "Dad, tomorrow, let's go to the river where we fished when we were children." Dad was stunned for a moment, then nodded with his unshed tears, and at that moment I saw a few strands of white hair in my father's otherwise dense black hair!

That night, for the first time, I understood what a father is - in this life, a father will never tell his child that he once cried for his child, but those tears that quietly shed on his back witnessed his love like the sea!

In the long journey of life, I am like a small boat, and my father is the sea that protects me, and he will always be by my side with his love like the sea!

It's good for me to eat and chat with my friends.

Because New Year's Day is really unusual.

My mom and I squirmed and pinched you.

My dad and I have many similarities and differences.

Let's "appreciate" the similarities between me and my father!

My dad and I both had small, bright eyes, and more importantly, we both had straight noses and slightly upturned mouths. Once, when my father and I were walking together, a neighbor came across from me, and he was like Christopher Columbus discovering the New World: "You father and son look alike, with ...... eyes, nose, and mouth."Even walking is the same, as if carved out of a mold!

My dad and I are not only similar in appearance and movements, but also in personality.

Once, when I was playing on the computer in the dark, suddenly the computer screen turned off, I turned my head and looked, ah! Dad's serious face appeared in front of me, and I was so frightened that I didn't dare to come out. Dad said sternly: "Turn off the computer and go to memorize ancient poems immediately!" ”

My personality is the same, I'm usually very easy-going, but if someone messes with me, I'll impulsively settle accounts with him. I remember one time, several of our classmates were playing badminton, and when it was my turn to play, one of my classmates did not follow the rules and occupied the court and did not walk away. When I saw him so unreasonable, I was very angry in my heart, yelled at him, glared at him angrily, and put on a posture of "the brave wins when we meet on a narrow road".

Seeing this, he obediently gave me the racket and gave me the court to play.

There are similarities and many differences, such as dressing. Dad likes to wear a black jacket in the spring and a black shirt ......in the summerI like to wear black all year round. But I'm different, I like to "change color".

I like to wear red, yellow, beige, and black. Our hobbies are also different. Dad likes to read, read newspapers, and listen to the Internet.

As for me, I like to play soccer and computer games. Of course, there are many differences between our father and son, so I won't talk about them anymore.

You say, am my dad and I the same or different? And this.

If I were a class teacher, I would be an angel and give all my love to my students. Confucius, an ancient Chinese educator, advocated "benevolence" for students and "tireless teaching". Modern educationalist Xia Chengzun said:

Education without emotion, without love, is like a pond without water. Without water, it would not be a pond. There is no education without love.

Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently".

If I were a class teacher, I would never forget that loving students is our fundamental starting point and the end of my work. Put all the light and heat into teaching. I will always give students a good image and good impression of being a good teacher and friend, with the spirit of "red candle", with the spirit of "willing to be a cow for children", with the spirit of "mother" to care, care and help every student, guide them to voluntarily dedicate a love to the collective, create a learning atmosphere of striving for excellence and common progress, and a united, enterprising and energetic class collective.

If I were a class teacher, I would be a polymath. Nowadays, there are many students, with a wide range of knowledge, rapid physical and mental development, and more teachers who are well-versed in arts and sciences. Therefore, I not only need to be an "expert", but also a "miscellaneous person".

If I am the class teacher, I am an artist, and every move of the class teacher in the education and teaching work, every smile and smile all play a subtle role in the students. Therefore, I will strive to internalize artistic temperament and artistic beauty into the beauty of language, behavior, appearance, and soul. In all respects, it is necessary to exercise strict self-discipline and earnestly infect people with elegant temperament, influence people with exemplary demeanor, and educate people with noble spirit.

If I were the class teacher, I would be the judge, and I would treat every student equally, whether male or female, good or bad, in my eyes, everyone is equal.

If I am a class teacher, I am an activist and can handle the relationship with leaders, subject teachers, brother classes, parents and even all walks of life.

Today, in the face of the challenges of the new century, I will not relax my moral cultivation and professional learning. Pay close attention to the cultivation of one's own character, the training of knowledge and skills, and be a new type of class teacher who meets the needs of the times, has scientific research ability, and is versatile.

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