The story between me and my teacher Asking for a new variety of themes I m going to write an essay,

I correct mistakes for teachers.

Is there a teacher who makes you feel good?

As follows:

Ms. Yang is both my math teacher and my homeroom teacher, and her serious face has piercing eyes, but sometimes she has a Mona Lisa smile. Not only did she know my studies, but she also knew my personality, and I admired and loved her.

I remember that at the beginning of this semester, I caught a cold, and I was still wearing a white shirt on a hot day. During the activity class, Teacher Yang asked me with concern, "Why do you wear so much?"

She said with concern: "Your physique is too poor, you need to strengthen your exercise." ”

This brief question brought me back to an unforgettable memory: it was in the first semester of the fourth grade, when Ms. Yang had just taken over our class, and my classmates said that Ms. Yang was too strict, and I felt the same way, but soon an incident changed my prejudice against Ms. Yang. One day, during the morning reading class, I felt a little sick in my heart, but I didn't dare to say anything.

At this time, Mr. Xu saw that my face was not very good, so he walked up to me and asked with concern, "Are you uncomfortable?" "When I said that my heart was a little uncomfortable, she hurriedly called my mother ** and asked her to take me to the hospital for a look.

After returning from the hospital, Mr. Yang came to ask for warmth again, and when he learned that there was no problem, Mr. Yang's face bloomed with a reassuring smile, which has always touched me very much. Gradually, I realized that Ms. Yang is not only a strict teacher in our studies, but also a loving mother in our lives.

In a few days it will be the annual Teacher's Day, in everyone's growth process, the teacher, is the most worthy of our respect and gratitude, therefore, I want to say to Teacher Yang: Your motherly care for me, I will never forget! Teacher, you are so nice!

My time with you is always the best! The teacher's gaze is the most mellow wine, the most beautiful and beautiful poem, and the most true and true dream. Yes!

Unforgettable teacher's gaze!

Time flies, and the life of primary school has turned to the last page. I would like to thank all the teachers all these years, you are hard working gardeners. We take good care of our delicate flowers all the time, constantly watering and fertilizing us, hoping that we will become beautiful flowers as soon as possible and add color to our home!

There are always a few teachers that I remember the most, because they have admirable qualities and unique teaching methods, in the past six years, there are countless teachers who have taught me, but my favorite is still the first grade teacher Yuan, when I first came to this school, everything was blank, Teacher Yuan is like a watercolor pen, dotting our blank. Her care and love for us have always accompanied me to grow up, and in just 2 years, there have been touching events like gathering sand into a tower, so that we have established a deep relationship between us.

Once, during class, I suddenly felt sick to my stomach, but I didn't dare to tell the teacher, and when Teacher Yuan found that my face was not very good, he said with concern, "What's wrong?" Uncomfortable?

I nodded timidly, and the teacher's heart was like a fire, and he called my mother unprepared, put all the work out of the way, kept shushing the cold and asking for warmth, took care of me, and poured me hot water, the water was very hot, as if a warm current communicated our hearts. Since then, I have felt that my teacher cared for me like a loving mother, and it was so kind that I will never forget it.

In the second grade, my grades somehow began to plummet, after Mr. Yuan learned about it, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, sacrificing his rest time, and kept helping me make up for classes, I knew that the teacher always paid attention to me, happy for my progress, but also anxious for my laxity and regression, I knew that I could not let the teacher down, so I began to unload the TV and study hard. After a lot of hard work, a point of harvest, my grades have finally returned to their original state after a lot of hard work, and I spontaneously have a sense of gratitude to Mr. Yuan from my heart, and I can still think of Mr. Yuan's exhaustion under the light....

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