The teacher asked us to write a beautiful essay on the road, which is really good. No, it won t

I told the teacher: "The road is not beautiful, there are potholes, and there are uncovered sewers, and I almost fell down." ”

Beauty is the heart, the heart is good, the world is beautiful, oh rice hair.

Children's shoes, it's not that my sister won't help you. It's because you're obviously very good, why should someone else write it for you! You're still very young, this kind of homework is very simple, and there are more difficult problems waiting for you in the future. So just write it yourself, it can be written in half an hour, come on.

It's the first year of junior high school, and I can only be busy all day long.

The electric light is like an eye that never closes, staring at you and reading hard; The books in the drawer are like eating baking powder, and they are "poofing" and soaring; The desktop has long allowed books to occupy two-thirds of the territory; The clock is like a tireless pedestrian (editor's interjection: "pedestrian" seems to be more appropriate to change to "overseer"), and "tick, tick" urges you to write hard......The heart has long been haggard, and the eyes have long been confused. Where is the shore in the vast sea of books?

Another night passed, ushering in a rare weekend dawn without homework (Editor's interjection: This sentence reads a little awkwardly, how about changing it to "a rare weekend dawn without homework"?) ）。

Today, I decided not to waste my weekend and put aside my "paddles" and go to school outside the house.

When the east is white, the sky is like a pool of inkstone. After a while, the inky black clouds slowly dispersed in all directions, fainting, fainting. The clouds on the horizon turned light red, and then pink again.

Before long, the pink color was orange. In the orange-red color, a big "red egg" popped out of the ground. What a tempting "red egg".

Look, how energetic it is, it's jumping up one vertical after another! The clouds are so lovely, who made them shy......

Just like this, quietly, quietly watching the magical hands of the mountain hold up the fiery red sun.

Today I found out that the sunrise turned out to be so beautiful!

In the afternoon, stroll on the bamboo forest path, just like this, quietly, quietly enjoy the beautiful scenery around you. I seemed to be thinking about something, but I didn't think about anything, just listening to the wind and the whispers of bamboo. The sun shines on the ground, it is so naughty and lovely, when you are not paying attention, secretly kiss your cheek, and when you turn around, it hides in the leaves, and you call in a thousand ways, then poke its head out and ......

Editor's praise: The description of the scenery in this paragraph is very vigorous, and it can subtly and skillfully show the state of mind of "me", which can be called an excellent description of the unity of things and me! ）

Today I just found out that the afternoon sun is so lovely!

The fields that stand in the light of the setting sun just look at it quietly, quietly. The evening breeze blew one after another, and the sound of heavy ears of rice colliding with each other was heard. They are talking about the storms they have experienced in their growth and the bitterness of the past; They are laughing, celebrating the fullness of the day.

The afterglow of the setting sun stained the whole sky red, and the setting sun is like a deep wise man, telling the eternal truth to all things on the earth: time can temper your will, and it will finally witness your success!

Today, I realized that the sunset in my hometown is also so beautiful!

Suddenly, I noticed that a clear road sign appeared on the road ahead, guiding me in the direction of Zhongguancun. The curtain of the weekend has fallen, I am no longer confused, I am ready to set off in high spirits, with feelings, confidence and courage, to sprint! Usually, I just bury my head in a hurry, and never stop to observe.

Today, on the way to school, I am harvesting the beauty from nature, the perception from nature, and the wisdom from nature.

It's nice to have beauty on the road! In the future, it will be even better!

I have a good teacher essay.

I was lucky to have such a teacher.

My Chinese teacher's surname is Cui, she is not tall and looks petite, but her smiling eyes reveal confidence, love and firmness. Mr. Cui's voice is very pleasant, and I have liked my teacher since the first day I met him.

In the classroom, the teacher's Chinese class is always full of laughter, and the teacher's silver bell-like voice guides us to wander in the ocean of knowledge. The teacher will go with us to the good and evil, the beautiful and the ugly in the world. Teachers often tell us that we must be responsible, kind, loving, and caring for others.

When I was in the third grade, my teacher told us that the "Spring Bud Cup" essay contest was just over a month away! As soon as I heard this, I gasped and thought to myself

It's over, it's not going to be a show! I usually write essays, and every time I write an essay, I have to grind for hours, and what I write is always a running account, and I lose confidence in my essays. After class, the teacher suddenly called out the names of several classmates and asked us to stay.

The teacher was the first to call me over and said to me, "Zeng Linghan, your essay has great potential, I hope you will participate in this competition, do you have confidence?" I touched my head and said with some embarrassment

I....I, can I? The teacher stared at me with her gentle, encouraging gaze, "I believe in you," and the teacher's words were full of firmness, "Believe in yourself, and your hard work will definitely pay off." Then, the teacher helped me analyze the reasons for my poor composition, and suggested that I could read more sample essays to find out the gaps and improve myself.

So, over the next two weeks, I wrote and changed and rewrote. Referring to the sample text, I feel quite insightful. Recently, I was praised by Mr. Cui, and I also read it aloud to the whole class as a model essay, not to mention how beautiful it is!

I also secretly admire Mr. Cui, it seems that the teacher is right, believe in yourself, have the courage to overcome difficulties, and work hard, you will succeed!

It's been less than a week since the start of the "Spring Bud Cup", and the teacher is still supporting us as usual.

Outside the window, on the boundless earth, the grass is greedily sucking the spring rain, spring, like a loving teacher, selflessly imparting his knowledge to the children in nature without reservation. Looking at everything, my thoughts are like a spinning wheel, spinning out my praise for you, my admiration for you, and my infinite gratitude to you, Mr. Tang.

When the third grade was divided, maybe it was providence, I heard a parent say that my number is 02, maybe it was a classmate who changed with me, and I was assigned to class 3. So, I came to school with a nervous heart. Since then, under your care, I have grown from a young and ignorant child to a teenager who is upward every day.

Among them, I don't know how much effort ...... you

Your hand, which is generous and generous, makes me extremely envious. The elves are so delicate, so tall, so ......When it was time for Chinese class, your words would sway with the swaying of your sleeves and the movement of chalk on the blackboard, like a spring breeze, blowing into my heart and making me feel invigorated. Since then, I have taken you as an example and practiced calligraphy seriously.

By now, my handwriting is finally not as crooked as before, although it is not good enough, but I believe that under your influence and influence, I will definitely continue to work hard.

You are very strict with us. Look, we are sitting upright one by one, and it is not difficult to guess that you must be about to take a small test again. Some students picked up the language book and compared it; Some students are nervous and in a hurry, hehe, they must not be usually ready; Some students are so cautious that they start to test their ...... before you dictateOnce, a classmate didn't write his homework, and he was stunned and said that he didn't bring it, and he wanted to pass the test in a fool's way.

Who knows, in the end, let him go back to get his homework, that classmate finally admitted his mistake under your questioning, not only did you not criticize him, but asked him to go to the office to make up and guide him. It is your strictness that makes our grades rise steadily.

A fluttering willow branch represents a spring, a fiery red maple leaf heralds an autumn, and a true essay describes a teacher. Teacher! I want to repay you for your hard ......work by singing an affectionate ode to you

In this morning's composition class, the teacher assigned us to write an essay, and I just couldn't think of it. In a hurry, I copied an excellent essay with Yu and handed it to the teacher. Unexpectedly, the teacher said (unexpectedly) that he wanted to recommend the "Rui Chun Fa" table.

This is me (leading the sheep), and now I panicked, (restless). After some ideological struggle, I decided to sincerely confess to the teacher and strive for "leniency".

I recalled what happened, the thing was that I started with dishonesty and ended with my honesty, although a little embarrassed, but it was still worth celebrating, so I wrote down a few big words "(integrity-based)" as a motto, and the posture is (firmly) pressed on the glass plate, which will remind me how to behave from time to time.

Hello classmates, if the problem has been solved, remember that yours is an affirmation of me I wish you a galloping horse