Please write your own 500 words for the topic after changing teachers

A new teacher came to our class, and the students started a "war" about clothes, facial features, appearance, and strength. Some say it's good, some say it's bad, and some say the kind in between, it's just not good or bad. Alas!

Which one exactly? I think it should be medium. Because, the appearance is average, but the voice of the voice and the clothes are two different things; And the big eyes and eyelashes don't match the voice, so that's why we started the war.

We are in the fifth grade, Ms. Zhang has gone to teach other classes, and we have welcomed a new teacher, she is the homeroom teacher, Ms. Liu.

She was tall, with long hair, big eyes, a loud voice, and neatly dressed. On the day we returned to school, the teacher told us that she had a very strange temper and once did something like this to one of our classmates: a student was sitting sideways in class, and the teacher found out, and the teacher begged him not to move, so the student quickly learned about the mistake.

Chapter 3: My New Teacher.

School has started, I am in the fourth grade, a new semester, a new style, we have a new homeroom teacher, the name is Cheng Jianhua.

Teacher Cheng is very beautiful, medium height, and her tan hair is a little curly, which highlights her mature temperament. On the bridge of his nose is a pair of black-rimmed glasses, which looks very learned. Don't look at Teacher Cheng's gentle smile, on the first day of school, we saw her stern side.

For example, she asked: discipline in class, no talking. Cleaning should be quick and fast, and memorize texts very fluently.

If the student in class doesn't listen to the lecture and makes a small action below, the teacher will scan it like a radar, lock on to that classmate, and then punish him.

However, Mr. Cheng's class is also very enjoyable. Her Chinese class was lively and lively, with clear pronunciation and detailed analysis, which made me understand the content of the text at once.

I heard that the students taught by Mr. Cheng can be admitted to the university. I hope to grow up under the education of Mr. Cheng and be successful.

The teacher has changed.

In the past, our teachers worked hard enough. During the lesson, he asked us one question after another, and we followed the teacher's questions in a circle, and the answers he said still did not satisfy the teacher. So, he patiently explained to us in detail one question at a time until we understood.

After a class, he often spoke with a dry mouth and dry lips. I thought: the teacher is so hard, but my study is not very good, I often blame myself for being stupid, not the material for learning.

This semester, our teacher also somehow, he has changed, there are not many words in class, and there are fewer questions asked, most of the time in a class is for us to read, talk about feelings, if there are any difficult problems, he will let us discuss in groups, and then the whole class communicates, sometimes he also let us draw and perform on stage. I thought: In the past, the teacher talked so much, and my academic performance was not very good, but now that he is so lazy, my academic performance will definitely plummet.

But I never expected that with each unit test, my academic performance improved slightly. At this time, I also changed my opinion of the teacher, teacher, you are really good! You speak easily, but we learn steadily.

I'm enjoying your lectures more and more.

Teacher, you have changed, you have become "lazy", but I like a "lazy" teacher like you.

Write it yourself, don't copy someone else's.

I can give you an idea: you can show that the teacher has changed by specific one or two things, and it is not the same as before, and you should write down where the teacher has changed, and do you like this change in the teacher.

Hope it helps.

Me and the teacher.

After a few months of junior high school life, we gradually got along with the class teacher. In fact, at first we hated him very much, thinking that he was too strict and even unkind. The homeroom teacher was also our math teacher, he was of medium height, very thin, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he looked well-mannered.

But who would have thought that he would be so strict, not only is he not allowed to speak in class, but he also manages the homework of various subjects, and he often comes to a surprise attack, and whoever does not pass the test will be punished. So we were all angry with him, and once the health zone in the class was not up to standard, and he was reprimanded by the director, but we secretly laughed at him not far away. On the first math test, I stumbled and got several calculations wrong!

I was very remorseful, and the head teacher blamed me for being too sloppy and making pediatric mistakes. Naturally, I was not convinced, and I secretly made up my mind that I would take the test seriously and carefully next time. Who knows how many points the English test dropped, and I was criticized by the class teacher, who thought that sometimes my speech in class affected my learning.

Hey, it's really a house leak that rained overnight! Then the math test was calculated incorrectly, and instead of improving, it dropped. For some reason, this time he didn't criticize me, but asked one question after another, or asked me to go to the blackboard to do it.

Because I was afraid of losing face in front of the whole class if I made a mistake, I tried to be as careful and serious as possible. I really hate the teacher, why do you want to target me? Another math test, the results were good, and I couldn't help but feel very proud, and the expression on my face was unobstructed.

The math teacher slowly paced up to my desk, picked up the paper, looked at it, and said; "Pay attention to fill-in-the-blank questions and calculations, a blank is 3 points. "Who knew that in the next math test, I would just fill in the blanks and calculations wrong, and I didn't add the fill-in-the-blank questions that the teacher told me many times to add brackets. The mood dropped to a freezing point, and frustration and frustration surrounded me deeply.

I sat silently in my seat, feeling very uncomfortable. In the evening's math homework, I carefully checked the difficult questions from the straw paper several times, and only wrote them in the workbook after confirming that they were correct. The next day in math class, the math teacher called me to go to the blackboard to do the difficult problem last night, and because I was prepared, I quickly solved it.

The teacher nodded, and I knew he was satisfied. For some reason, my heart was instantly filled with confidence, and I listened to this class with relish, and for the first time, I felt that the math teacher's class was also so interesting. In the next English class, I was asked by the English teacher about the preview last night, and I memorized the English text fluently without changing a word, which felt great.

When the class was about to end, the English teacher said that there were not many students who memorized this article in English, and the students had to work hard. Hehe, I feel very proud in my heart, and I feel that the English teacher is not so strict. A few days later, I overheard a conversation between the head teacher and the deputy subject teacher:

Our class has been depressed recently, and you pay attention to it during class and encourage ......"Instantly, my eyes moistened.

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