How to write content from an unforgettable enlightenment teacher

On the first day of the first grade, when I came to school, everything around me was very unfamiliar, and I was naturally timid, so I cautiously went to the classroom and met the busy homeroom teacher, Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen had long black shawl hair, a kind smile on his face, and spoke in a gentle voice, which gradually relaxed my nerves, and I began to talk and laugh, becoming lively. I swear secretly:

Be a good student.

One day, Mr. Chen wanted to choose the representative of the mathematics class, and I thought: Can I be selected? If so, what should I do? I listened attentively, and I was so glad that the teacher really hit me, and at that moment, I was so excited, and I had more confidence in myself.

In class, Ms. Chen is our strict math teacher. She spoke with great relish, and when she encountered difficult points, she took the trouble to repeat them over and over again until we understood. Anyone who "deserts" in class will be punished slightly.

After class, Mr. Chen became our big friend again. Once after class, I was playing with a few female classmates, and Mr. Chen pretended to be a big bad wolf to scare me, making everyone laugh and bend over; Another time, I was taking a "brain teaser" test for my classmates, and Teacher Chen also asked me to test her, you can see how serious she thinks about!

But one day, when I was about to enter the second grade, I thought I would be able to spend the second grade with Mr. Chen, but I was placed in another class. In this short year, with the continuous encouragement of Mr. Chen, I have performed well everywhere and become a role model for my classmates. I really want to tell her:

Thank you, Mr. Chen, I will never forget you! ”

Life is like a piece of paper, and everyone has a glorious page for everyone. Whether it's colorful or dull, the only one who can write life on this piece of paper is ourselves.

There have been laughter and tears on this piece of paper; There have been sweet and sour, and there have been bitter and spicy. However, on the piece of paper that belonged to me, there was a her, and she was my elementary school teacher. In my impression, she is not a particularly good teacher, and like ordinary teachers, she cares about her students very much, and she is silently and selflessly dedicated all the time.

When I was the silly girl who had just entered the school and didn't know anything, she was the one who greeted me. I only remember that she took my hand and entered the ocean of knowledge that day, and since then I have been deeply attracted by the boundless ocean. At that time, I wanted to swim that ocean alone, to get to the shore.

However, in that small mistake, I almost gave up on this dream. It was she who helped me regain that self-confidence and made me a person who would never give up easily, no matter what kind of life path I encountered.

I was in the third grade that year, and I couldn't afford any difficulties in my life's smooth sailing. However, life is really like a game, and it will always play a joke on us. While I was intoxicated by the honor of first place, the second midterm exam left an indelible dark mark on my piece of paper.

I couldn't face the proud and invincible self I was. I went blind, and in the days that followed, I started to tutor like crazy, but things didn't turn out as I expected. My grades didn't go up, they went down until I got 87 points.

Finally she talked to me, and she told me that I had to take the road step by step and not be too anxious. It's like learning to climb first, then learning to walk. I shook my head, I didn't quite understand what the teacher said, I asked her:

Teacher, how should I learn to climb first? I just remember that she smiled and said, "You should start with the most basic content, you are just too anxious, so it will be self-defeating."

You should take it slowly, step by step, so that it will benefit you! ”

I finally understood, I succeeded in her method, I cheered, I jumped. At this time, I found that she who had been silently supporting me behind her back also smiled happily.

Although what happened between me and her was not so touching, I would not be where I am today without her.

Teacher, what a sacred profession! Because of it, we have a happy today!

My Enlightenment Teacher.

My enlightenment teacher - Mr. Zhou. Although it is only three words, it has a weight of three thousand catties in my heart.

From the time I stepped into primary school to the third grade, Mr. Zhou cared about us in every way. From homework to study, she has made a lot of contributions for us that we can't repay. I firmly believe that

Without Mr. Zhou's earnest teaching, we would not understand the simple and complex truth in the world.

Because of us, on Teacher Zhou's face, there is another trace of wrinkles......

Mr. Zhou is as frugal as you, but buying us tools is a lot of money. She believes that "money has to be used for practical purposes." "Chinese class--she smiled, and often supplemented our extracurricular knowledge, so that we knew from the first grade that "live to be old, learn to be old." ”

Commenting on the test papers, most teachers will find it troublesome. But Mr. Zhou never! She always listened patiently to our questions and helped us solve our ......When it comes to difficulties, she doesn't ignore them. I think Mr. Zhou is a very good teacher!

Teacher Zhou was already sick, and after our "torture", she couldn't hold on. Finally ......When he fell ill, the principal arranged for Mr. Guo, a third-grade teacher, to substitute for him. We don't like Mr. Guo, we like Mr. Zhou!

Although Mr. Guo is also amiable, I can't accept it. At that time, all 46 of us in the class were looking forward to the day when Teacher Zhou would come back.

When I was in second grade, I sprained my foot. My classmates all disliked me behind my back. It was you—who made me find a lifebuoy in the middle of the ocean—and you not only hated me, but also helped me and took me to the school infirmary.

At that time, I had 10,000 thanks, but I couldn't say anything, I cried ......

Mr. Zhou, it has been four years since you left me, and I have not forgotten you for a moment in the past four years! You are the best and kindest teacher I have ever met!

Hope ......I can see ...... in my dreams

Enlightenment I went to school in the ninth primary school from the first grade to the third grade, my enlightenment teacher's surname is Zheng, and my classmates call her Ms. Zheng, who teaches us mathematics and treats people very gently.

Teacher Zheng has long black hair, and a pair of big black and shiny eyes are embedded in her face, Teacher Zheng's eyes are very bright, as long as the students below are making small movements, or not listening, she can see it. The teacher's ears seem to be able to hear the sound of the whole school, once, during the mid-term exam, I heard the classroom opposite say that the exam will start at 8 o'clock tomorrow, and Mr. Zheng happened to not know what time the exam would be tomorrow, and the teacher immediately wrote down all the words of the teacher next door, and then told us, how about it, my teacher's ears are smart.

The teacher cares about the students and never delays every class. Once, the class bell rang, Teacher Zheng had not yet come, when we opened the book to review, the teacher suddenly appeared at the door, the teacher was wearing a thick coat, and kept wiping his nose with a handkerchief, it seemed that the teacher had a serious cold, only to see the teacher slowly walk up to the podium, and said in a (slightly) weak voice: "Go to class!"

The students immediately stood up and greeted Mr. Zheng. I looked at the teacher, how I wanted to take a chair and ask the teacher to sit down and rest, how I wanted to bring a cup of hot tea to the teacher to drink, moisten my throat, how I wanted to be a lark, sing a few beautiful songs to the teacher, and give the teacher a little comfort... Students who used to be able to speak, make small movements, and not listen to lectures are now listening to the teacher's lectures as if they were inspired by something.

The teacher never loses his temper with us, and sometimes, if there is a disobedient classmate, the teacher will not lose his temper with them, but will only educate them well, and they will not be like this in the future.

Teachers often like to wear yellow clothes, and they also like those who actively speak in class, and those who are serious about their homework and write neatly.

Ah, this is my enlightenment teacher, Mr. Zheng, a teacher who cares about his classmates and has a gentle personality.

A: In the unforgettable enlightenment, my enlightenment teacher taught me to love the motherland, to be diligent, to be honest and honest.

In the unforgettable enlightenment, my enlightenment teacher made me feel that I should love and love the motherland, be diligent, and be an honest and honest person.

To love the motherland, to be diligent, to be an upright and honest person.

The enlightenment I received was. To love the motherland, to be diligent, to be an honest and honest person, haha.