I forgot the essay left by my teacher, what should I do?

The teacher's teaching is the small bridge that connects today at one end and hopes and dreams at the other. The teacher's teaching is the gentle drizzle, even if you fail, the teacher will tell you: "Be strong, not afraid of pain!" ”；The teacher's teaching is the string that pulls the kite, no matter how far and high you fly, the root of life is always tied to the earth; The teacher's teaching is the beating candlelight, which dispels the confusion of your life and illuminates the direction you ...... going

I've been dancing for five years, and at a city leader's observation party, I was honored to be the host – the stage where I could showcase my talents. I was thrilled for a long time. Although I often show my dancing in front of people, I have never been on stage and expounding beautiful words in front of everyone.

In order to be a good host, after finishing my homework every night, I would pick up the manuscript and read it aloud over and over again until the clock fell on "10". I wanted to show my best in front of everyone, but I was wrong, because of a "fatal" shortcoming, my happy emotions were shattered: my eyes have been amblyopia since kindergarten, and my mother and my mother's friends contacted the ophthalmologist at Shanghai First People's Hospital several times, and the doctor said that my eyes could not be controlled by themselves.

I see, I didn't think it would make much of a difference to me, but it wasn't. Is the world really that cruel? Why take my dreams with me?

I was eliminated by the teacher. That day, I was disappointed in what I had dreamed of for years.

Unexpectedly, after school, the teacher came to talk to me and told me: "One failure does not mean that every failure fails, the teacher believes in you!" In this way, the teacher's teaching made me know myself again.

Teacher, I only have three words: "Thank you"!

I can't forget the teacher.

Time has passed like flowing water, dear Mr. Ma, I have infinite attachment to you, how many things do I want to say to you!

I remember when I first went to elementary school, I was very timid, once in class, you raised a question, and my classmates all scrambled to raise their hands to answer, I also wanted to raise my hand, but I didn't dare, I had to lower my head, and kept reading "Teacher Ma, don't call me, don't call me", but you still called me, when the eyes of the classmates fell on me, I panicked, my face was red, my head was not daring to raise up, stammering, answering questions without turns, and the voice was so small that almost only I could feel it, My classmates laughed, my head was lowered, my face was redder, my heart was beating harder, I simply closed my mouth, I didn't dare to answer the teacher's questions, with the pounding heartbeat, I was afraid that you would be angry at me, but I didn't expect that you not only didn't blame me, but said to me kindly, "You don't have to be afraid, in fact, you still behave very well." You looked at me with encouraging eyes, at this time, a wave of heat spread throughout my body, I slowly raised my head, just in time to see your affectionate eyes, let me understand something again and again, in the future study, I fluently answered the teacher's questions.

Whenever I answer a question, I think of you, your words will echo around me, and your smiling eyes will appear in front of my eyes again, which will increase my courage and confidence, and it is your motherly care and encouragement that has made me from an ignorant child to a qualified primary school student.

I really want to say to you out loud: "Dear Teacher Ma, I really can't forget you". -

The teacher is a gardener and the teacher is a mother, this is not false at all, Ms. Chen is such a person who is like a gardener and a mother to students, and she has left a deep and beautiful memory on my primary school life. Ms. Chen took over our class when I was in the sixth grade. We didn't get along for long, but she became the person I admired the most.

She was of medium height, with long shawl hair always combed very well, and a pair of bright eyes flashing with confidence, determination. It's always smiling when you see us. Don't think she's kind.

In addition to being kind, she is also a strict teacher! Ms. Chen has a daughter who is in the first grade of our school. It was a chubby, very cute child.

My studies were not very good. But after Mr. Chen took over, he didn't dislike me. She often gave me individual make-up lessons after school.

I remember that the midterm exam was approaching last semester. My playful review is not yet in place. Mr. Chen is very anxious for me.

me? A meal. Every day after school, I was urged to revise carefully.

There were also a few times after school that made up for me until 7 o'clock. Not only was she hungry, but even her 7-year-old daughter was hungry with us. Now that I think about it, I'm ashamed!

In addition to being good to me, Ms. Chen is equally responsible for all students. That was near the end of last semester. The students all came to school early for self-study classes.

But Mr. Chen, who was the first to arrive every day, was about to arrive for class, but he never came. The students were all talking. At this time, the Chinese teacher came and said:

Teacher Chen's child is sick and may not be able to come today. As soon as the Chinese teacher's voice fell, the classroom suddenly began to talk. The teacher knocked on the desk, "Quiet, quiet."

Now it's time to review the formulas yourself. Please open and say 101 pages ......At that moment, the classroom door was pushed open. Teacher Chen walked in breathlessly, wiped the sweat on his head with his hand and said

I'm sorry, classmates. The teacher came late. Classes are now open.

Li Tianyuan stood up and said loudly, "Teacher, isn't your daughter sick?" You better go back and take care of her, we'll review our homework ourselves!"

yes, yes," echoed in the classroom. Teacher Chen stretched out his hand, and the classroom fell silent. "The exam is coming up in a few days, and I won't let you fall behind in your homework.

Zilu is under the care of the doctors in the hospital, don't worry! Besides, you are my children too! The teacher's words touched me who was ignorant.

Change the teacher's name and incident a little, it should be okay.

When I look up at the sky, I think of my original class, Class 5 1, I will never forget her, Teacher Zhao, I can't forget your earnest teachings, I can't forget your kind words, I can't forget your warm face Teacher Zhao, do you know? How I miss you! Look, the little stars in the sky are like you and I talking heart-to-heart, I really admire you, I really admire you I slowly, I feel your love for us!

Once, Mr. Zhao assigned a small amount of Qing Zheng's homework, all of which were calculation problems, and I didn't see the questions clearly because of my sloppiness, so she didn't scold me harshly, but told me that the engineer caused a tragedy for the astronauts due to the wrong decimal point, and I couldn't help but shed tears! I secretly made up my mind: I should be serious about doing questions in the future!

Some people may ask: Isn't it just this trivial matter, what's so great about her! I can confidently say:

Her math class is no less than that of other teachers "The math class she teaches is one of the best in our school, and it has the attraction of a magnet When it comes to a key point and a difficult problem, she will not easily tell us the answer, but let the students explore and find the answer to the problem by themselves, so that the students can feel the wonder of mathematics Let us swim in the ocean of mathematics!

I still remember that I scored 77 points in the last math monthly exam, Mr. Zhao didn't get angry when he knew, just silently helped me, every time I asked a question, the teacher always asked me to speak, I found that the teacher was good for me! How ...... I am

Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao, how grateful I am to you for helping me when I was in trouble! You will always be a monument in my heart I am here to silently tell me the three words that I want to say but can't say: "I love you!" ”

Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of little stars, hanging in the sky and shining "Listening to this beautiful melody, I want to say to you: "The star bridge and the star represent my heart!" ”

Teacher, I will never forget you

In front of my eyes, a familiar, kind, and unforgettable face often appears, and she is my enlightenment teacher, Teacher Ma.

Mr. Ma has black and shiny curly hair, a pair of big eyes that are bright, and a fair face that always has a smile. Her dedication and concern for her students is an important reason why I respect her.

One night, I went to play near the school after dinner. At that time, it was late in the day, and it was dark in the school. Suddenly, I noticed that our classroom was still brightly lit.

So, I ran to the window outside the classroom, stood on tiptoe and looked inside, only to see Mr. Ma holding a red pen in his hand, seriously correcting our homework. At that time, we were small, and our homework was messy and full of typos. When the teacher sees the right and neat place, he smiles; When you see a mistake or a scribble, you will lock your brow and correct the mistake with a red pen.

The teacher was so serious that she didn't notice when I stood outside the classroom for a long time. Finally, Mr. Ma noticed me, so he walked to the window and asked with concern, "Is there anything wrong with you?"

I whispered, "Teacher, why don't you come home so late?" The teacher listened and said with a smile

It's too busy during the day, and I only have time to correct your homework at night. Besides, tomorrow you will have to correct your mistakes. After a while, the teacher can go home.

Then, she returned to the lectern and continued to mark her homework.

I am introverted and timid, and I dare not take the initiative to speak in class or answer questions out loud. In one Chinese class, Mr. Ma asked me to answer a question. I stood up, my heart pounding, my legs trembling, and my voice smaller than a mosquito.

At the end of class, Mr. Ma walked up to me and whispered to me, "I have to speak more in the future, even if I answer wrong, it will be a kind of gain!" When I heard this, my heart immediately warmed, and I felt that the teacher cared about me and loved me like a mother.

Yes! Teacher Ma, you are a diligent gardener, watering and fertilizing us. You are like a candle that burns itself and illuminates us. I will never forget you, Mr. Ma.

I haven't been to my grandmother's house for a long time.

The third day of junior high school is in full swing, and I can't arrange it. After testing again and again, I couldn't help but feel sad when I looked at the pitiful scores on the test papers.

At night, I was in a daze in the study, and suddenly received a ** from my grandmother, she said, I haven't been here for a long time, and my grandmother misses you.

hung up **, all that came to mind was grandma's gentle face. After careful calculation, I haven't been to my grandmother's house for half a year, and it's summer again, and my grandmother's orchard should be a lush scene again. Thinking like this, my heart has already flown to the green orchard, where there are red apples, there are golden pears, there are sweet melons, and there are sour plums.

Flowers bloom in spring, trees bear fruit in autumn, and children on the edge of the village.