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My math teacher.

I have three primary school math teachers, and now I am taught by Ms. Luo.

Teacher Luo is quite tall, her hair is pale yellow, and there are some curls at the back. She has big eyes, a nose that is neither flat nor too upturned, and a mouth that is neither too big nor too small. Teacher Luo usually wears earrings.

Because Teacher Luo is very beautiful, she can wear any clothes appropriately, and she will also wear fashionable clothes.

Teacher Luo is still very young, but he is very responsible for us, there will always be people who make mistakes when doing exercises in our class, because there is not enough time, so they can't explain in class, but the teacher will ask those students who write mistakes to stay after school, and then give them (her) the meaning patiently explained until they understand, and some of those students will complain: they left themselves so late. Don't they know that the teacher also stays in school, isn't that a waste of the teacher's time?

The teacher will explain to you because he cares about you, right?

Once, when we were finishing our homework at school, Ms. Luo walked around to see how we were doing our homework, and if someone didn't know how to tell him/her. The classroom was very quiet, I was doing it energetically, and I was about to finish it, but I didn't expect to kill a Cheng Cheng to bite the gold halfway - a topic couldn't be done, so I racked my brains and thought, the draft was listed for most of it, but I still couldn't do it, just as I was thinking about it, Mr. Luo came over and asked gently, "What's wrong?"

Is there a question you can't do? I nodded, and she moved the book in that direction, and when she had finished reading the title, she picked up her pen, opened the sketchbook, and gently crossed the topic, and spoke it to me gently. After I finished speaking, I suddenly opened my mouth, and my thoughts were like an open faucet, and I couldn't control it.

After finishing the question, Mr. Luo looked at my equation and said, "Now you understand, right?" I still nodded, and she went back to check the other students' homework......

Teacher Luo is like this, conscientious and responsible for her students, and her figure of bending down to explain to others will always be imprinted in my heart.

The world outside the window.

window, what a common thing. And there are people who only use it to breathe. Who has ever seriously thought about its wonders?

A small window, when you look into the distance, may be white, it may be a high-rise building, it may be a garden of thousands of purples and thousands of reds, it may be a green meadow, it may be the ocean, it may be an idyllic house, it may be a flock of pigeons flying to the blue sky, it may be a rainbow flashing in the sky after a heavy rain.

A small window, when you look in, it may be a residential building opposite, it may be a small stream, it may be a tree, it may be an old wooden bridge with a little charm, it may be a child playing, it may be an old man chatting, it may be a neighbor greeting you, it may be a street full of people.

A small window can see the true and the false, the good and the evil, the beautiful and the ugly.

I often sit by the window, looking at the outside world, some people say, I am a frog at the bottom of the well, sitting in the well and watching the sky, but I think that from which window is not the size of the well, I can see a different world!

The 300-word essay excerpt is as follows:

1) A beautiful sentence describing the "spring rain":

The sparkling spring rain, like a group of innocent dolls, gathered in the sky, frolicked down, babbling, and jumping into the arms of Mother Earth.

The spring rain is continuous, like flower needles, like filaments, densely obliquely woven.

The spring rain keeps falling, the thin rain silk weaves into a huge net, hanging from the clouds to the ground, the mountains in the distance, the pink peach blossoms in the distance, the green poplars, and the soft willow branches are all shrouded in this boundless net, this net is the spring girl's skillful hand woven scarf, covering the heaven and earth, and the skill is on the mountains.

You listen! The rain falls on the roof, "ticking and ticking", like playing percussion. The rain fell into the pond and sang "Ding Ding Ding", and there were small splashes on the water surface, like the water girl dancing lightly ......

The raindrops fell like beads with broken threads, falling on the puddles formed by the rain. The spring rain has dyed the mountains, the water, and the stone paths.

2) Passages describing "moving":

He, his shirt was covered with dust, his hands were calloused, his pants had long since faded, and he, a cleaner dressed ordinary and extraordinary.

He is everywhere, but he is often overlooked.

In autumn, he is an ambassador for sweeping leaves, and in winter, he is a "big snowman".

He doesn't care about the heat, no matter the cold, whether it is a large piece of paper, or a small paper flower, he will go to clean, he only thinks about the beauty of the city, the health of the residents, the ordinary and great cleaner!

He neglected his home, despised money, and despised those who laughed at him, and he used to say: "We clean the city cleanly, but people praise the environment, but it is we who mock us, and now these people, I really can't figure it out!" ”

Great cleaners, go your own way and let others do the talking!

He is an ordinary and easily overlooked cleaner, a person who makes the city gorgeous, the environment beautiful, and the citizens live a healthy life, but does not care about the gains and losses.

O great cleaner! I follow your example, I'm proud of you, I'm proud of you.