Essay on the theme of singing praises to the teacher, 300 words

What does the word "teacher" really mean? Is it the person who forces us to do our homework every day? Is it the one who made a mistake and sent me to the station?

Is it someone who has a parent-teacher conference at every turn? We have been naïve enough times to ask this question, maybe you will say: "When I grow up, I don't want to be a teacher!"

I really hope that after listening to my story, you will understand the teacher more deeply. Feel the sincere love of the teacher.

Ten years ago, there was a school in the depths of Daba Mountain, and there was only one thatched classroom in the whole school. There was only one class, and there was only one teacher, and there were thirteen students in the class, and the teacher taught them from the first grade to the sixth grade. However, just as the students were about to graduate, something unfortunate happened.

There was a cowherd baby playing with fire on the mountain accidentally, the thatched cottage classroom was set on fire, and when everyone found out, the fire had almost sealed the door of the classroom, and the children in the thirteen countryside in the classroom were all messed up, and the village teacher was calmer than ever, he told the children not to panic, and on the other hand, the children surrounded by the fire were put on their backs one by one. . . The fire completely sealed the narrow wooden door, and the teacher's clothes, hair, and beard were all on fire, but he did not give up, until finally there were only two female students left in the teacher, and the teacher rushed into the fire again, the two female students were sitting in the classroom and crying, the teacher looked at them, and finally gritted his teeth and picked up one of them and rushed out, and the burning red door frame suddenly smashed down, smashing the teacher on his head, and finally, in the end, he crawled out of the fire for the girl, He carried the child to safety, and then rushed into the classroom, which was finally burned by the fire, and at this time, the classroom collapsed with a "boom", and the teacher, the teacher, and the female student who remained at the end did not come out, you know? The girl who was rescued in the end was me.

Did you know? In the end, the student who was left in the teacher by the teacher and never came out again is the teacher's daughter! The teacher, the teacher is the engineer of our humanity, because the greatness and nobility he teaches to the child of the soul is more precious than the knowledge he teaches.

Praise the teacher.

I remember your powdered hands.

I remember your philanthropic teachings.

I remember your new silver hair.

Because of you, students can become talents.

Because of you, the world is so civilized.

Teacher: You are the light.

Finding a home for a disoriented child

Teacher: You are an angel.

September, dedicated to teachers.

September, as scheduled.

The world is splendid.

We sing about September because it's your eternal holiday.

We remember September because it is our sincere confession.

In September, it was a cup full of love, and we raised it high with both hands.

In a sincere blessing, please toast.

The September movement has been played, please accept our September gift, all the teachers who are working the education front.

Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division are not enough of your dedication! Poetry and songs, can't finish the reverence for you! You use the nectar of knowledge to water the flowers of our ideals; You use the spring of your soul to nourish the beautiful fruit of our sentiments. On this unusual holiday, our deep blessings!

Every year, I send you the first rays of spring and New Year's cards; My dear teacher, may spring always be with you!

Gardener a lofty title. Look at the flowers blooming on the branches, it is your hard sweat watering. Bless you: peach and plum all over the world, spring all over the world!

The sun is shining, and the gardener's heart is warm in spring; The rain and dew are moist, and the peach and plum branches are red. Happy Teacher's Day.

You are a gardener, adding beauty to the mountains and rivers of the motherland; You are like spring rain, moisturizing peaches and plums, and the land of China is full of fragrant flowers. On this festive occasion, let me offer a flower of my heart and express my heartfelt wishes to you.

Compose an ode with a colorful sky and weave a poem with flowers everywhere, and we can't express our congratulations on the teacher's holiday!

peach and plum all over the world", is the glory of teachers. On the occasion of the gardener's festival with a beautiful breeze and a fruitful autumn, I wish the teacher good luck and eternal youth!

I am not your best student, but you are my most respected teacher. On your holiday, I would like to dedicate a high tribute to you.

Dear teacher, your earnest teachings are like a spring breeze and rain, and they will always be remembered in my heart. I sincerely wish you well-being and wish-fulfillment!

We grow from seedlings to trees, but we will always be your students. In the year of your sixtieth year, I wish you an evergreen tree of life.

You teach you according to your aptitude and enlighten your soul. We would like to congratulate you on your victory!

Teacher, I wish the students you have educated are full of talents and elites.

Teacher, you are sincere, kind, and wonderful. May the hearts of all students be open to you.

May the music of my brook always echo in your deep valleys.

When the sea is at low tide, leave the colorful shells on the beach. When we graduated, we offered our sincere wishes to our teachers.

Bastard, ahh