Now, this time I m going to write an essay, and there is no good subject matter

Classmate, I want to say to you.

Mom: I want to say to you.

Teacher: I want to say to you.

Opponent: I want to say to you.

I want to say to you.

Teacher: I want to say to you.

Dear Teacher X, do you know? I've always had a lot to say to you. How are you feeling lately? You should pay attention to your body and don't overexert yourself.

You treat us like your own children. How many times, in the dead of night, you have worked tirelessly to correct our homework; Since preschool, I have enjoyed listening to your lectures, which are so vivid and interesting, that sometimes you take the trouble to repeat them five or six times because of a difficult problem until the whole class understands; For the sake of our healthy growth, you rarely care about your body, and you have been sick to class several times with colds and fevers.

You have an amiable attitude and never lose your temper in class. I remember one time, I didn't finish my math homework, so I secretly did it in Chinese class, I was "a thief", for fear of being discovered by you, but the result still did not escape your sharp eyes. I thought you would reprimand me, but you just said softly, "Don't do this next time" and didn't criticize me in public.

Later, there was another parent-teacher conference, and I was afraid that you would tell my parents about it, but you never told me about it. In this matter, you not only saved face for me, but more importantly, let me understand the truth of leniency over others!

Teacher, you not only teach us knowledge, but also teach us how to behave. I remember one time when you were in a special class, you saw that the classroom was very dirty, so you asked us to clean it. At first, I sat in my seat in a daze as if I hadn't heard what you said.

Later, you told me to sweep the floor, and I also swept away blindly. You saw it in your eyes and remembered it in your heart. After class, you called me into the office and said to me in a serious tone

If you don't like to work, don't participate in group activities, and don't have a sense of cooperation, no matter how good your grades are, it will be useless in society in the future! "Your teachings shook me a lot, I gradually got rid of the bad habit of not liking to work, I became more and more active in cleaning in class, I was no longer lazy, and I often helped my parents with housework!

Teacher X, you are like a burning candle, illuminating our journey with your own life! You are so selfless and dedicated to us, you are truly the best teacher in the world! I love you!

Give me a good review!!

I want to say I love you to you!

Write about what happened this time, then write about what is different from the past, find the difference, and then narrate.

The most valuable quality of peanuts is that they are never flaunted, but bury the fruit deep in the soil. It is born regardless of the terrain and is accompanied by fluffy grass; It never wraps itself, and even if it blooms a pale yellow Heng Xiang Hunger Flower, it will only shyly bury it in the soil and become a fruitful fruit. It's so simple, but it's so respectable, isn't it like the teacher who has been with us for many years.

Teacher, in my mind, she is clear and weak, and she always seems to haunt the chapters of history as a weakling. Some people get rich overnight, wear famous brand clothes, and go in and out of high-end hotels, but they are a person who lacks cultural connotation, and they look even thinner under the gorgeous packaging. And the teacher holds a book, holds a three-foot whip, goes to the three-foot podium, and waits for the chalk scraps to stain the sideburns white, and what he gets is a book of poetry, with a breeze on both sleeves.

Teachers have been poor all their lives, and they have nothing to do with "Remy Martin" and "XO", they have nothing to do with publicly-funded recuperation and high-end consumption. They just silently teach and educate people, silently dedicate, and silently confide in fragrance.

Teacher, preach and teach to solve doubts. They have opened a generation of children and supported the spiritual home of generations of people; They hold the hope of generations and educate the Chinese nation, which has a history of thousands of years of civilization. How similar is the teacher who has molded batches of pillars and the peanuts that have produced a bunch of fruits!

How similar is the silent devotion on the three-foot podium to blossoming and bearing fruit in the barren land!

I praise the peanut, because he does not admire glory, blossoms and bears fruit in adversity, it does not compete with oak trees and birches, orchids and peonies for fragrance, and does not compete with green pines and snow lotuses to return to loneliness.

I praise the teachers, because they are far from vulgarity and are the spiritual riches we aspire to; They don't compare glory with celebrities; Not richer than the big money; Don't compete with villains. They are just working silently, cultivating our spiritual home; They are just silently harvesting, harvesting the fragrant ...... of peach and plum for thousands of years

Unforgettable! On the occasion of Teacher's Day, pay tribute to the engineers of the human soul! That's what I thought of from the peanuts.

I didn't succeed this time.

Then you can write a small and fresh essay that praises classmates, friendship, parental care, and teacher help.

You can use the name of some songs, such as the more you grow up, the more lonely you are, the sun never sets, the castle of love... Or write poetically, such as the cherry blossom season, I have a date with winter, the fragrance of wisteria flowers, my mother's handwritten love, the trace of concern in my heart, the drizzling days, the sun in the palm of my hand, the roses under the moon, when the leaves fall, the secret that can't be said, the slow smell of ink, those ink-scented moments, cut constant thoughts, I am still silent, the slower the more beautiful, flowers and butterflies.

No more crying.

Ever since I was a child, I was a crying child. When I was a kid, I cried when I had a hard time, but I never cried again after that incident.

That day, the weather was clear, and I walked to school under the scorching sun with a heavy school bag on my back. It was a boy about 10 years old riding a bicycle on the community road. Suddenly, the little boy's car seemed to have tripped over something, and even the car fell to the ground.

I think he was going to cry, at least I would. But he didn't, he stood up strongly, patted the ash on his body, pushed the cart and limped away.

When I saw this, I was extremely ashamed. Because a little boy younger than me can get up after a fall and not shed tears, why can't I.

I made up my mind that I would never cry again.

There are many difficulties in life, but you can't solve them by crying every time. Let's go through this life with strength, so that we don't cry anymore.

First year of junior high school: Zhang Yufei.