Give a piece of my teacher s weekly diary of 200 words or more

The teacher was my 5th grade math teacher, and she was conscientious and responsible, working wholeheartedly, tutoring batch after batch of students.

I remember that on the day of the "fifth report", a middle-aged female teacher walked into our class. She is the teacher Zhang who has won our unanimous praise.

Mr. Zhang is very approachable. At the end of class, I saw her "escorting" (our school asked teachers to stand on the playground and corridor after class to protect the safety of students), but there was a group of students around her who were "chatting" with her. Whoever sees it wants to join in the fun, ask a few questions.

Mr. Zhang is also very responsible. There is a student in my class named "Contain".

There are some problems with the grades. Teacher Zhang never complained at all, and volunteered to use his rest time to help make up for the class. Therefore, every day after school, all I see is the busy figure of Teacher Zhang.

Occasionally, when I went back to the classroom at 5:30 to get something, I saw that Mr. Zhang was still teaching in the classroom, and I couldn't help but sigh with emotion: I didn't even care about her parents, but Mr. Zhang was not discouraged and continued to teach.

In the second semester of the fifth grade, the included math score jumped from a score to 60 points, and we were dumbfounded, surprised, or unexpected. We are impressed by Mr. Zhang's dedication.

Although Mr. Zhang talked and laughed with us, he was also intolerant of some children who specialized in bullying others. In the past, someone bullied Teacher Zhang in the class and told him to go to the office after he found out. I don't know what the teacher said, he came out with a face full of remorse.

If someone doesn't do their homework, the teacher keeps him or her to tutor.

Thanks to my teachers, who gave me knowledge, strength, courage, encouragement, love, and a philosophy of life that will benefit me for a lifetime. I wish the teacher happiness and health!

Recently I saw a post about "Essays and Lies". The content is probably about the composition of Chinese elementary school students, which is very contrary to their will, and other problems. Recall that this is how we wrote this unconsensual essay when we were children.

I think the article is good or not, the style is second, and the theory is the first. You can do whatever you want. Stop making jokes.

When I was young, I dared to eat anything.

At that time, my lord once told me: "Chinese medicine says that ants are tonics. So, once while playing in the yard, I naively grabbed an ant from the ground, chewed it and ate it.

Now that I think about it, I'm afraid that if it hadn't died, my internal organs would have been unlucky.

There is also the "grilled dragonfly", which tastes pretty good when I think about it now. Find an afternoon to grab more "brain shells", then pull out their heads and abdomen, wear their breasts with sticks and roast them with a lighter. Before eating, sprinkle with the seasoning of "Little Raccoon Crispy Noodles BBQ Barbecue".

Alas, now I dare not eat it.

When I was young, I was very agile, and I "flew the eaves and walked on the wall" all day long, running over the roofs of each person's warehouse. Not anymore.

When I was young, I felt like the world was a painting. The blue sky, the white clouds like torn cotton, the brick walls painted with ochre, the lilacs of snow blue. It's wonderful.

When I think about it, I feel like I'm going to die.

Today is Saturday, and my cute and mischievous little cousin, Liu Xiang, is here. At that time, I was concentrating on drawing my computer drawing, and when I saw him coming, my concentration was reduced by more than half, and I thought, "Naughty bag is here again, I'm going to be unlucky as a sister."

But on the surface, he still pretends to be very welcome. Alas! There's really no way, who made us sisters!

I made a "welcome" gesture, grabbed a handful of candy and put it in his hand, and then began to concentrate on computer drawing again. But when Xiangxiang was not "honest", he asked me to play with him for a while, and asked me to play hide and seek with him for a while. I thought to myself:

I'm so old, and it's boring to play these kids' tricks with you. But no matter what, I'll have to play with him!

Playing and playing, Liu Xiang took advantage of my lack of attention and suddenly used his chubby little hands to knock on my "baby" computer like a drum. I looked back and quickly shouted, "Not good!

But it was too late, and the computer still froze. At that time, I was so angry that I couldn't cry or laugh, I didn't know what to say about him, I couldn't scold him or beat him, after all, he was only three years old this year. In this way, I have been coaxing Xiangxiang to play for most of the day.

After he left, I went back to my room, touched my computer and sighed, "Computer, I have to operate on you again!" ”

In the evening, the playground was particularly lively, and my classmates and I were playing table tennis. After a while, a lot of football players came, and when I saw them running around the field, my feet were itching, and I threw my racket and rushed into the field. Just in front of the goal, someone flew a ball, and I had a "flat road robbery" and robbed the ball on the spot.

Then taking advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness, he came to shoot in a curve. Ahh How happy I was at this time!

I didn't score again, but I was happy all evening because I was part of the fun game. Back in the classroom, I and Shao Chen are engaged in intense study, although my current grades have not improved much, but I firmly believe that as long as I work hard with them, I will definitely have gains, and I will definitely make my junior high school life with a clear conscience.

Daddy's beard dregs.

Dad is very handsome: 1.7 meters tall, with a white melon seed face, bright eyes, and a straight nose. I just don't like the fact that it always has a dense beard on its cheeks.

One day, I went to my father's office and saw him working, so I took my father's pen away from him and said, "Don't mess around, I still have to work!" "I took the mirror and the razor to my father and said; "Get your beard clean!

Dad said, "Oh, you can't scrape it!" ......Dad was halfway through speaking, and someone shouted outside

Li Gong! The factory director wants you to test whether our products are qualified or not, and then I took my laser flashlight to test, and I was angry, and soon, our production director - Dad came back with a smile on his face, and he shouted: "Great, our company's products have passed the inspection - qualified!"

As he spoke, he picked me up and kissed me vigorously on the face. "Oops" I couldn't help screaming, my father's beard was really prickly, I got angry, and said, "You said you can't shave clean, then you have to shave off a layer, otherwise, I can't stand it!"

Dad couldn't help me, so he made a grimace and shaved off that layer of black baby beard, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud ......

However, after the good times didn't last, my father's cheeks grew a beard again, and I knew that my father was busy again.

My Teachers I have a lot of teachers in my study and life, but the one that left me the most impression was my first-grade Chinese teacher, Mr. He. Teacher He, she is of medium height, wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and has long hair in a shawl, although she looks ordinary, she is humorous and approachable, which makes it easy for people to like her. In class, Ms. He is like a good navigator, she leads us to sail in the ocean of knowledge and reach the right shore.

She treats knowledge as spring rain to nourish us young seedlings. She always uses vivid and concise language to solve the mystery in our hearts. During recess and outside of class, Ms. He always plays, talks, and tells jokes with her classmates, and her jokes always make us laugh.

Teacher He often taught us: "To be a person with both ability and political integrity, a person who is only talented, without virtue can not do great things, everything must be done with virtue first, in order to achieve great things." The flowers of our motherland can bloom more colorful under the cultivation of excellent gardeners like Mr. He!

Even more dazzling!

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