An essay on his portrait?

Red cheeks, red nose, a pair of glasses. Through the glasses, you can see a pair of bright eyes. He is the former homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher of our class, "Brother Du".

He appeared in our classroom like an amiable wind. Once, Brother Du asked us to do the problem, and we were doing it seriously, when suddenly, a shout came from the classroom, "Brother Du, don't take my little rabbit." Hearing this shout, many people stopped writing, including me.

We watched with interest the scene in front of us: Du Ge seemed to have found something very interesting, playing with Xiao Zhuoting's rabbit, and looking at her defiantly. Xiao Zhuoting blushed angrily and stood on tiptoe in front of the podium, wanting to reach out and grab her little rabbit.

Du Ge seemed to be trying to tease her, and when Xiao Zhuoting was about to grab her rabbit, Du Ge quickly changed the rabbit to the other hand. The classmates saw it, some sat in their seats and coaxed, some complained with others, and some laughed happily. After going on like this for three or four minutes, Du Ge finally let go of Xiao Zhuoting's little rabbit composition.

The class also ended in a relaxed and happy atmosphere.

He is like a stern wind, and he will not show mercy to those naughty boys in class, such as punishing the copying of words and counting them three times, running circles, etc., who dares to affect the classroom discipline, he flew directly over with a book. Once, in a calligraphy class, I was practicing calligraphy one by one. At this time, Du Ge came to see me writing, and my heart was pounding

You're doing a good job, but it's good to write the vertical line thicker. I followed his instructions, and he shook his head again, "No, it has to be thicker." I carefully rewrote it again and secretly observed his expression.

I saw a smile on his serious face, nodded, and walked away with a smile.

There are many more stories about Dougo. He came like a gust of wind, and went like a gust of wind. He once said that he would teach us until graduation. Alas, I really can't bear this gust of wind.

For example, he is as strong as a warrior.

With his Sherlock Holmes, thoughtful thinking, etc.

The essay on the theme of brackets should be the essay on the meeting of Sun Wukong and Queqiao that you and I saw.

Every time it snows heavily, I look forward to dusk, and every time the snow falls in the sunset, I will crouch in front of the window and recall his smile in my distracted eyes.

We have known each other since we were young, and he is much younger than me, but we take a school bus every time, so we naturally know each other. One year, I moved, and it just so happened that he also happened to move with his family. In this way, he and I, who were far away from the school, chose to take the bus.

I love to see him as a brother, he loves to see me as a brother, and sometimes he sees me as a father.

I used to crouch in front of the window and look out the window, looking at the willow-like snow, fluffy and fluffy, dotting the crystal clear dusk, waiting for him to pack his schoolbag and come to me, and then take his hand and go home together. But I am a very impatient person, and as the days go by, I gradually become impatient in the face of his rubbing.

One day, I finally couldn't take it anymore and went downstairs to urge him. He was still slowly packing his schoolbag with a calm face, I was angry, I couldn't stand his hairy movements, I stuffed a large pile of his books into his schoolbag with all my might, and then angrily threw the schoolbag to the ground and scolded a few words. Suddenly, we were all a little silent, there were only the two of us in the classroom, the air was so quiet that I could even hear the sound of pages scattering in the air, the sound of the inkwell breaking, the sound of breaking my heart.

I began to regret my actions, and I felt my pupils dilate and my gasps pause. He stood there dumbfounded, his head slowly lowered, his eyes wet with disappointment. After that, he slowly picked up the bag, took my hand, and led me who was still standing there.

I suddenly had the intention of letting him go first, but I didn't speak, and he didn't speak.

As usual, we all got on the bus, he was still looking at the book, and I looked out the window at the silent snow, which was getting bigger and bigger, and I couldn't help but look at him. When his'When his eyes met mine, he smiled, and I looked at him with a lost mind, until the smile spread to my eyes, and tears pierced my cheeks with shame, that I realized how special and sincere he was.

If there is no tolerance, no understanding, no retreat, no tolerance, then it will not be smooth in the end, and friendship or family affection will not last - that is what his smile told me, and from that moment on, I am always reminded of the smile that melts into the snowflakes in the twilight. That special smile tells me to be a tolerant person.

One who will change.

I'm a little basketball fan, and my skills are good. Of course, it is inseparable from my basketball teacher, my teacher Zhong, he is very tall, 1.97 meters, his basketball skills are quite good, and he is one of the top 2 basketball masters in our school. He's a changeable man, just like his basketball skills.

My teacher Zhong will become humorous, serious, and serious. Anyway, it's going to change, he remembers that once Wang Tengya from my class was late, and Teacher Zhong jokingly said: "You flatten him together, let's go and fake him together, he can't help but dare to do it." ”

I said, "Teacher, we can't beat him!" "Teacher Zhong said that you can't do it, and I still have it!

It was really a veteran who made a top move, and Mr. Zhong tamed him in three or two clicks. Laughed at us, and after a while we started training, the teacher said that we immediately ran over, because if we disobeyed the order, the consequences were really unimaginable, the teacher admired Wang Tengya very much, because his basketball played well, although so. But the teacher never favors treating people equally, and he can be called selfless and selfless.

Every time we practice basketball, Mr. Zhong has to give us a performance, he has a unique skill of dunking with one hand, looking at our envious eyes, he always encourages us and says: As long as you insist on practicing and grow up, your skills will be better than mine.

Time passed in a hurry, and he transferred away. I left very suddenly, and I and the others also felt lonely, without the laughter of that time, without the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of that time. When I play basketball now, I seem to see him looking at me at that time, so I have to work hard and not let Mr. Chung down.

1. The endless sea is sometimes as majestic as thousands of troops, and sometimes as terrible as a fierce giant.

2. Mother's love shines on me like the sun and protects me like a harbor.

3. The white clouds in the sky are like lambs for a while, like small fish for a while, and like rabbits for a while, it's so interesting!

4. The moon is constantly changing throughout the month, sometimes like a sickle, sometimes like a boat, sometimes like a round mirror.

5, he, sometimes smiling, sometimes fighting, you say it doesn't look like God's face that changes when you say it.

6. The street tree is like a soldier who sticks to his post and a caretaker of the street.

7. The surface of the lake is like a bright mirror, and it is like a piece of silk rippling in the wind.

8. The falling leaves are like fluttering butterflies and cute elves.

9. He is not like a vicious person, not like a ruthless person, not like a funny and cruel person, but he is a kind old man in Ziyuan.

There was a well-known "miser" in our class. Whenever the classmates were out of school, they walked to the roast stall to buy this and buy it, but he watched quietly from the side. Why is that?

I thought at first that his parents didn't give him pocket money, but when I inquired, I found out that his parents regularly gave him ten yuan a month (I had 0 yuan per month pocket money), so why didn't he buy something to eat if he had money? Hum! It's not "stingy", and he is reluctant to use his precious banknotes.

There is an even more "excessive" thing, once the school organized a spring outing, his parents flew 50 yuan to let him buy some snacks, but when it was lunch time the next day, my classmates and I carried my bags full of colorful candy and bread and other delicious snacks, and he? I only carried a bag with three "five cents" steamed buns! The remaining forty-eight yuan and five corners are all in his pocket!

Sometimes a classmate ran out of ink for the pen, or ran out of mechanical pencil refills and asked him to borrow it, and he was extremely reluctant to give it to you, as if it was some kind of treasure. However, a recent incident changed my mind about him as a person. Some time ago, the school carried out the activity of "I give love to Wenchuan".

I saw him solemnly take out an envelope and solemnly stuff it into the donation box. I thought: How much can such a stingy person donate?

Why do you make such a big "pomp", I think I am very generous! I took the lead in donating ten dollars, and I thought I would be the most in my class. After school, I asked him how many dollars he had donated?

He smiled and held out two fingers, and I said, "You only donated two cents?" Up to $2.

He smiled and left. The next day, I was surprised to find that he had donated 200 yuan, ranking first in the honor list of the whole school! It turns out that he usually doesn't buy food, and only eats steamed buns on spring outings to save money to donate love!