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What impressed me the most was Mr. Wu.

Ms. Wu is a kindergarten teacher and is only about 18 years old. She had a sleek face, black hair, big piercing eyes and blue-rimmed glasses, and a thick mouth, which made her look very energetic.

She teaches well and cares about our lives. Once, when she saw many students in our class eating snacks, she looked at the students who were eating snacks and said solemnly: "These foods are unbranded and unhygienic, so don't eat them."

She also told her father's story and warned us not to eat snacks, she pointed to the snacks and said to us: "These foods are junk food, you don't know, in the place where this junk food is made, flies are skewered, and the workers put the prepared food on a black box, and there are mosquitoes all around." When my classmates heard this, they all wanted to vomit.

I threw the snacks I bought in the trash. Turning around, I saw that the delicious snack suddenly became very disgusting. Since then, no one in the class has eaten snacks.

This is my dear Teacher Wu!!

My ideals. As the saying goes, "Six, nine, seven, nine, willows bloom by the river", but this winter is a bit long.

The fish struggled to break through the ice, but failed, and swam back into the depths of the river.

Looking at it, I felt an inexplicable sadness. I can't breathe the breath of spring, so I give up the pursuit, there is still sunshine, and waiting, waiting for the rain and dew to melt the ice with the temperature of the sun, and this moment of freedom comes!

Sichuan**, which destroyed hundreds of thousands of lives. I once saw a **: The school was shattered into ruins, but the five-star red flag on the playground flagpole is still flying high! When I saw it, I felt an inexplicable excitement that I wanted to be a teacher, the most glorious profession under the sun!

The students in the disaster area have experienced life and death, are they strong? Are they okay?。。 I would like to become an elementary school teacher in a disaster area.

Use my true feelings to soothe their weak hearts. Hold up their dreams with my passion. Use my knowledge to change their power!

I would like to be a Chinese teacher. I will teach my classmates how to be human. Teach them to be strong, teach them to be united, teach them to warm the world with love, and change their destiny with knowledge.

I would like to be a teacher. I would like to be a friend of my classmates, a very good and intimate friend. I would like to play with them, learn together, and progress together...

I will tell my classmates how beautiful our motherland is, and I will tell my classmates how much our parents love us. I will tell my classmates how beautiful our future is。。

As a teacher, I don't feel hard. The smiling faces of my classmates are my enthusiasm and motivation. Careful preparation is my respect for my classmates.

Positive counseling is my affirmation and encouragement to my classmates. I would like to work in the stars and the moon, I would like to run around the clock, I like the mountains, I like to walk the mountain roads, I like this feeling, I want to tell my classmates, how beautiful this feeling is。。

Teacher, I love you!

- It's not a dream).

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Insincere.

In a person's life, he will meet many teachers. What impressed me the most was my third-grade homeroom teacher, Mr. Zhou. Today I'm going to paint a portrait of her.

Teacher Zhou is very strict with us, and anyone who makes the slightest mistake must be severely criticized. Seeing the angry face of the teacher, I knew that I should sketch the teacher's face, because the teacher's face is so black and white.

When we won the award, the teacher smiled like a blooming flower. When I saw that happy face, I understood that I should paint the teacher's face with watercolors, and the teacher's face at this time should be painted with colorful watercolors to be more beautiful.

The classmate was injured, and the teacher ran up and down to find medicine for him. The classmate was fine, but the teacher nervously asked left and right. Seeing the teacher's anxious look, I understood that I should use a sketch to draw the teacher's face, and the teacher's face was so anxious.

On the occasion of Teacher's Day, I would like to say to teachers all over the world: Teacher, we love you, you have worked hard!

Teacher, sit down, I'm going to paint you a portrait.

There seem to be wrinkles around your eyes, and your eyes are bloodshot from fatigue, but these eyes help you see the beating notes, these countless bean sprouts-like notes make up a beautiful music; These eyes help you see the scenery in the music of ancient and modern China and foreign countries; In the heavy rhythm of "Volga River", you see that in the cheerful "Xinjiang Spring", you see the young man playing tambizo and singing songs in the spring of Xinjiang where a hundred flowers are blooming. The beautiful Uyghur girl combed her hair full of pigtails and danced to ---her heart's content

Teacher, don't move, I'm painting you a portrait.

Teacher, you wear a pair of glasses, smile all the time, and seem to be happy every day, and the teacher seems to have an encyclopedia in his head, and he looks like a doctor. There are a lot of lazy people in the class who don't write, how angry you are.

Teacher, the portrait is complete, have you seen it?

You don't expect someone to write an essay for you, right?

Essay on a portrait of a classmate.

Today, I will describe an ordinary classmate.

Classmate, the eyes are the window of the soul, he has a pair of eyes that are not big or small, and single eyelids.

But there was always some studious sparkle in his eyes, and he stared at the biggest in class and listened to the teacher's lecture. At the end of class, he always blinks and looks for a fun and fresh game team.

His nose is also a traditional Chinese nose, not big or small. Spring is prone to temperature changes, and it is inevitable that he will not catch a cold when he is naughty, so he will have a runny nose. When summer comes, the naughty man always brings the traces left by playing in and out of class, sometimes fine beads of sweat, sometimes shallow dust.

Autumn is the same as all of us, and we are taken care of by our parents. But when winter comes, he likes to play outside, and his nose is always red from the cold.

His mouth is neither big nor small, but he always keeps it closed firmly during class and never speaks secretly. The question is particularly loud, and I really envy his bravery, because he is not afraid to make mistakes. At the end of class, I always hear his mischievous laughter outside the classroom, and I will see his white teeth, which are really good teeth.

When it's hot, you can chew a popsicle.

Finally, I'm going to describe his face, round, but darker in the summer, because he went to learn to swim this summer, and he still has short black hair. I'm almost at the end of my description, can you guess who he is? If you can't guess, you can see it from his particularly thick big knife eyebrows.

Okay, that's all for you, my ** buddy, good friend.