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China has 5,000 years of Chinese character culture.

My English teacher is a good teacher, she urges us to memorize the texts every day, although I will be left at noon if I don't memorize them, but she is for our good, so that we can write better when writing essays; Some students did not get good grades, but the teacher did not give up on them, but gave them a careful teaching when they were free; When we read the wrong words, the teacher did not warn us in a bored tone, but slowly taught us how to pronounce and pronounce them, giving us encouragement and confidence in ourselves.

The teacher was very funny in class, he often played little jokes with us, and the stiff letters, stinky and long sentences that came out of his mouth were firmly locked in my mind. Originally, I hated memorizing English words, but after the teacher gave me some cheering sentences, I began to think that memorizing words is also a very interesting thing.

I found a problem The teacher's expression is different before the class and before the class: if the teacher was not in such a good mood before the class, but as soon as the class started, the teacher would be full of smiles and eyes full of tenderness. I know that it was a teacher who loved his profession and who saw teaching as a pleasure rather than a burden.

If he's wrong, he'll change it himself, and if he thinks the teacher is bad, he can change it to Mr. X.

Although the English teacher is handsome (or not), he is not proud of it, on the contrary, it is really a "good" word for the students. He is always meticulous in his lessons. Let's talk about homework, he takes each student's homework seriously.

When I send my workbook, if it's wrong, even if it's a punctuation mark, he will point it out to him and remind him to correct it. I sometimes wonder if he thinks my grades are good, so he is so careful about my homework. Once, I took someone else's homework book and looked at it, hey, the students who were weaker than me, the homework book, regardless of the size of the problem, was marked by the teacher with various marks.

There's no way, if I can meet such a teacher, how dare I take it lightly when I do my homework.

My English teacher.

In the first English class of the first year of junior high school, a young woman of medium height and long hair came in at the door. Looking up and down, he is about 20 years old, and his height is less than or equal to 1.6 meters. This is probably our English teacher!

This person spoke: "Ugly words are said in front, I have a bad temper!" One sentence really calmed down our class.

First impression: fierce!

But after a long time, we found that it was not actually what she said, nor what we thought it was.

She teaches English, using a few "modern phrases" from time to time. Although we often say it, it is inevitable that it will be a little strange when it comes out of a teacher's mouth, and the sense of distance disappears all of a sudden, and the sense of intimacy suddenly increases! For example, what she repeatedly wants to emphasize, she will say:

It's all emphasized 10 times", which is nothing, and later it evolved into 100 times, n times; Finally, it progresses to n+1 passes. Her first impression was completely erased.

When she studied at night, she would give us the freedom to write homework and read books, unlike the math teacher who lectured as soon as she came in, and the Chinese teacher had to dictate while holding the book. Every time, she would read some philosophical and touching articles that even a Chinese teacher would not read, and sometimes she would read jokes, even if it was not funny, she would have fun herself.

There was an English evening self-study, and after the bell rang, the class was still as lively as a fried pot, quarrelling, fighting, laughing, karaoke, everything. I wondered why the English teacher hadn't come before he showed up at the door of the classroom. The class was suddenly silent.

Also with the head teacher. The head teacher left the "holy decree" of "standing for one night" and left. We regretted that our bowels were green below, and at the same time we were deeply unconvinced.

That's self-inflicted, I guess.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly noticed that the English teacher was also standing on the podium. After a while, she said, "Actually, I am also responsible for today's incident.

I'm late. But everyone is really chaotic, coming from the four classes, and the most chaotic is our class ......I'll stand with you, too, and you won't sit down, okay? There was no hypocrisy in her serious expression, and we were all so moved that we almost applauded.

As a result, that night, she really stood and read a book, and never sat down at all. None of us was embarrassed to be lazy, and based on her words and deeds that night, we were willing to stand for ten nights to pay it back.

Of all the English teachers I have ever taught, she is indeed the one who teaches the best and closes the distance between her students. Open our English workbook, and you will find that everyone will have a big English on their book every day: Come on!

"My New Teacher".

In the journey of life, we will meet a lot of teachers, teachers who are very helpful to us, and this semester in my life has a new teacher, I remember that the first time he came was on Monday, when we went to work, the head teacher introduced our intern teacher to us and he himself made an introduction, he (her) said: "I am a difficult person to deal with, don't think I am a bully, although your class teacher is a man (woman), but I am a man (woman), You'd better be honest with me" Suddenly he gave us a dismount, pointed to one of our classmates at the back of the class and said, "You sit down for me."

At that time, we laughed, but my heart gradually became afraid of him She gave us a dismount at the beginning, I don't know what will happen in the days after we get along, I don't dare to think about it, I have to obediently avoid him She But in the next few days, I made a new discovery about him and her, and he She was not as terrible as I imagined

At the end of the exercise on Tuesday, he and she gathered the class leaders together and had a small meeting, and I found out that he was a responsible teacher, and after the morning self-study, he and she came very early, so that we could have a good rest for a while, and then we would have the energy to go to class in the afternoon

Then I realized that he was a person who cared about her classmates, and it seemed that I was wrong, and I should have tried my best to get to know this new teacher

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One day in the middle of summer, the mother duck decided to take the baby ducks for a walk, and the ducklings were happy to flap their wings. In this way, under the leadership of Mother Duck, the duck babies stood in a row, walked out of the house, and staggered to Vancouver Street. Vancouver Street is bustling with people, cars and ducklings.

Of course, in such a bustling street, there are especially many sewers on the streets. Two of the ducklings in the flock that followed the mother duck were particularly mischievous. Sometimes they jump around, sometimes they look around, but they don't notice the sewer in front of them, so they fall rhythmically.

At that time, the mother duck in front had not yet noticed that her child had fallen into the sewer. After a while, Mother Duck felt that something was wrong in the back, so she turned around and saw that two ducklings were missing. The mother duck did not hurry, but calmed down, and led a group of ducklings to search for one, two, three, four, in the roadside shop, but still did not find the two missing ducklings.

When Mother Duck returned to the place where she disappeared, she took a closer look and found the footprints of two ducklings on the side of the sewer. But after the mouth of the sewer, the ducklings disappeared again. So, the mother duck herself speculated, will the duckling fall into the sewer?

It happened that there was a duck's cry from the bottom of the road, so the mother duck confirmed her idea.

Mother Duck came to the side of the road and found the patrolman. Without saying a word, it bit the patrolman's clothes with its flat mouth, pulled him to the sewer, made an eager "quack" sound, and probed the sewer mouth with its toes. The patrol seemed to understand what it meant.

The patrolman crouched down and saw that the heads of the two ducklings were haunting the water. The patrol immediately organized personnel, found a net bag, and successfully fished out the two ducklings.

The ducklings are saved! Mother Duck was so grateful to the patrol that she bent her neck, nodding her head to the patrol officer and making all the ducklings "quack" in gratitude. After a while, the mother duck began their journey again with a flock of ducklings.