Asking for Composition One thing that the teacher is proud of me

Outside the window, it was drizzling, revealing a layer of chill. Pulling open the old drawer, I found a roll of dusty pencils with new ones. Looking at it, I couldn't help but think of my childhood teacher.

I remember when I was in first grade, I happily put on my new school bag and stepped into the door of elementary school. I was timid and a little naïve. I met a female teacher and she became our initiation teacher.

Her surname is Zhou, so we call her Teacher Zhou. She is an ordinary teacher. Due to the passage of time, some things have been searched for dry intestines, but there are some things that I will never forget.

It was a cold winter, and I only scored 75 points in math, and I couldn't help but cry in my eyes. I've never been so lost, it's sad and embarrassing. The teacher invited me into the office, and I kept my head buried, not daring to look at the teacher's face, only feeling that it was dark in front of me.

After a long time, a long time, the teacher sighed and said to me gently: "I really shouldn't, and I don't want to talk about you, reflect on yourself." Learning is to take action, be down-to-earth, and learn well step by step.

I listened to the teacher's words, my heart was like a knife, I silently lowered my head, did not say a word, tears rolled in my eyes. It seemed easy for the teacher to patiently explain the wrong questions to me. Before I knew it, school was over, and the teacher called me home.

Since then, I have worked harder and my teachers have been full of confidence. In an exam, I was very happy to be the team leader, although the "official" was small, but I was very happy, so I studied harder.

At the end of the semester, the teacher also handed out a certificate and a pencil, which became my motivation to study.

Teacher, it was your concern that made me go upstairs. Teacher, you are my pointing lamp.

It's not right, really, you're doing yourself harm.

I hope that the landlord will write it carefully, and really want to write it himself!

The teacher is sick in class.

I wrote a 1,000-word one and won an Excellence Award.

I will never forget what happened in my language class that day. When Ms. Chen was in our Chinese class, our sedan foundation was not very good, and during the class, everyone was not very active in speaking, for fear that she would criticize us if she answered wrong. I remember once, when I was teaching the lesson "Prairie", she said:

Who will say what it means to outline? Sometimes, the students raised their hands hesitantly; Some just lifted and put down; Some sat with their heads bowed ......At this time, Mr. Chen called me. I slowly stood up with my head down, stammering, incoherent, and as quiet as a mosquito.

My classmates laughed, and I buried my head lower in shame, wishing there was a hole I could get into. At this time, instead of blaming me, Mr. Chen said kindly: "Don't be afraid, don't be nervous, it's wrong, it doesn't matter, at least you can be a teacher's problem, this is courage, this is what you do well!"

Hearing Teacher Chen say this, I really seem to be full of courage, I raised my head to look at you, just met her encouraging eyes, ah! This gaze made me feel the warmth of the spring breeze and the love of a mother. All of a sudden, I was enlightened, and I was able to come out of the problem fluently, although it was not entirely true, but Mr. Chen still praised me vigorously.

There was a round of applause in the classroom, which was both for me and for Teacher Chen. Ah, Mr. Chen, it was you who gave me courage, and from then on, I was full of confidence in learning; I'm no longer afraid of the teacher's questions; Since then, my language grades have improved by leaps and bounds. Ah, Mr. Chen, you are like a candle, burning yourself and illuminating others; You are like chalk, sacrificing yourself and leaving knowledge.

You are the hard-working gardener who nurtures us little flowers. Ah, Mr. Chen, it was you who gave me courage, and your encouragement and education for me are deeply imprinted in my mind.

Who was your first teacher? It's the parents. But it is our teachers who really teach us all kinds of knowledge.

From elementary school to now, I have met more than 20 teachers. But which teachers are the best? Of course, I'm a middle school teacher now.

I was also lucky that the teacher in my class was the best teacher in the whole grade. They are kind and never blame us for small things, so I am proud of my teachers. My teachers were able to put down their existing shelves, and were sometimes more active in class than we were, and we were able to learn in this relaxed and enjoyable environment.

Everyone says that strict teachers produce high apprentices, but I don't think everyone is the same. Like our teacher, laughing in class haha, but our grades are still okay, especially in math. No matter how active you are in class, you can still take exams.

I am proud of the liveliness of the teacher. Sometimes we make mistakes, and the teacher, although annoyed, is not very likely to punish us severely. There are some classes that are our weak points, but who knows that our teachers don't blame us and always say that they are not good.

I am proud of the kindness of my teachers. Usually, we always say that there is too much homework, and we never pay attention to it, and when we are noisy in class, the teacher just laughs and never takes it to heart. When the homework is not written well, the teacher is also careful to teach.

And we only think about ourselves, just complaining about too much homework, but when the teacher is preparing for the lesson, we are resting. I am proud of the tolerance of my teachers. Although we hate the teacher's preaching, the teacher is talking about our shortcomings, and if we are good at everything, the teacher has no need to say it at all.

The teacher's self-study class was for our good, but we didn't appreciate it, but the teacher continued to teach and didn't give up. I am proud of this selfless spirit. Teachers are our library, and we can draw on a lot of knowledge; Teachers are our granary, and we can enrich us with spiritual food; Teachers are our role models and we are proud of them.

During the summer vacation, my mother and I went to my uncle's house, and my uncle asked me to play with the computer, which I had never played before, and now I had a great opportunity, of course, I couldn't let it go, so I happily agreed.

My uncle first taught me typing, drawing, and told me what each key does, because I studied very seriously and learned it in a short time. After I played for a while, I thought it was quite interesting. At this time, my uncle had something to do, so I played with great interest.

Suddenly, an icon labeled "Internet" caught my eye. What is "Internet"? Curiosity made me want to go inside and find out.

I clicked on the icon to enter. This look made me dumbfounded: a festive pattern appeared on the screen, and after a while, the pattern disappeared again, and in front of me was the "Sohu" homepage.

Ah, I entered the "Sohu" homepage, what an unexpected surprise! The large and small, colorful plates really dazzled me and made me excited, I pressed my excitement and continued to search and click.

Sohu has dozens of sections to choose from, such as news, sports, life, entertainment, campus and classified ads, which really overwhelms me. In "Sohu", I looked at today's news, checked the recent entertainment programs, flipped through the relevant information of KFC, and put together the pattern of the waveguide mobile phone.

This chance made me realize the magic of the Internet and love it deeply. It's great to be able to travel online and not only increase your knowledge, but also have fun. Today, I'm so happy!