Teacher's thesis

In our daily study, work or life, everyone has written a composition. With the help of prose, people can reflect objective things, express their thoughts and feelings and transmit knowledge and information. How to write a composition to avoid stepping on thunder? The following is a short article I wrote about Shi En, hoping to help you.

Teacher's Essay 1 My head teacher is a teacher. During my three years with her, the teacher gave me endless teaching and selfless help.

Whenever I make a mistake, the teacher always patiently teaches me to correct my shortcomings; When I encounter difficulties in my study, my teacher always tries her best to help me. When I make a little progress, my boss will look at me approvingly. When I am complacent, the teacher always tells me: "Modesty makes people progress, and pride makes people fall behind."

I remember once, in Chinese class, the teacher explained the text to us. While the teacher was not looking, I secretly opened the pencil box and took out an eraser. It's a new eraser, like a heart, and it doesn't smell good either. I had a good time smelling and touching. Suddenly I felt a pair of eyes staring at me. I looked up and saw the teacher's eyes. Those eyes seemed to say, "Listen carefully, Huang Yexuan, and do something small next time."

I quickly put down my eraser and sat down. After class, the teacher came up to me and said, "Huang, come to the office." As soon as I heard it, I thought, "Oh, no, I'm going to be criticized again." I walked into the office trembling, and the teacher said earnestly, "Huang, you are the class cadre and the most trusted student of the teacher." Don't let the teacher down. "

I listened to the teacher's words, my face flushed with tears in my eyes. I tried my best to say, "Teacher, I was wrong, and I will correct it." Since then, I have always done well in class, and Rui has stopped playing tricks.

In the past few years when I got along with my teacher, the teacher taught me, and I will never forget it. The annual Teacher's Day is coming again. Here, I want to say to the teacher: "Teacher, thank you for your hard work. I wish you a happy holiday and good health! "

My teacher has a pair of sparkling eyes, a face that is neither fat nor thin, and a cherry-like mouth.

My teacher is a patient and meticulous person. I remember once again, I couldn't do a problem, so I asked the teacher. The teacher told me an article, but I still can't. The teacher explained the analysis to me again and again, but I still didn't understand. I didn't dare to look at the teacher for fear that she would get angry, but the teacher didn't get angry. I continued to explain patiently until I understood.

I don't like reading, so I fell asleep as soon as I got the book! During the holiday, the teacher gave me a way to read, and slowly I found that reading was so interesting! With the help of my teacher, I have finished reading several books, such as A Dream of Red Mansions and Insects. Sometimes when you meet something you don't understand, you will use your mobile phone to communicate with your teacher!

It is said that my teacher loves us as much as her mother and gets along with us every day. She not only educates us in study, but also receives her meticulous care in life. This is no exaggeration. We are a group of boarding students from high school. I remember one afternoon at the end of dinner, it suddenly began to rain cats and dogs, but none of us took an umbrella. My classmates and I ran into the canteen in the rain. After dinner, we braved the heavy rain and ran to the classroom. We were found by Mr. Dong who was sending us an umbrella to the classroom. The teacher quickly sent a WeChat to parents, asking them to send us clothes and shoes. Then the teacher forgot to eat by herself and quickly took her hair dryer to the classroom to dry our wet hair and clothes. Teachers blow wet places for us one by one, and their hands are as warm as mom's. Although our bodies are cold, our hearts are warm.

This is the teacher Dong who loves us and is also my favorite teacher in my heart.

Today is September 10, the 25th Teachers' Day.

Early in the morning, as soon as I stepped into the campus, I felt a strong festive atmosphere. You see, the school wrote a happy holiday wish to the teacher on the blackboard, and there are many flowers on the table. You see, the flower stand at the door has replaced the food stall, and the students are carefully selecting gifts for their teachers.

As soon as we entered the classroom, we began to make suggestions. We wrote on the blackboard: "Teacher, you have worked hard!" A few words, expecting the teacher to have an unexpected surprise. Sure enough, our head teacher, Mr. Shi, walked into the classroom. Seeing the words written by our unique master on the blackboard, she was very moved and made us feel very happy.

After class, we all took out our teachers' day gifts and gave them to our teachers. When giving gifts to the head teacher, we didn't forget Mr. Chen and Mr. Wang, who have taught us for four years. These gifts contain our heartfelt wishes to the teacher and our deep feelings with the teacher.

At the theme class meeting of the third class in the afternoon, we took out our own poems and articles. We rushed to the stage to recite. No matter which student is reciting, he is thanking the teacher for his hard work and wishing him a holiday. After each student finished reading, the audience applauded warmly.

On Teacher's Day, the two sentences I heard the most were "The best gift for me is to study hard" and "Thank you".

Although he is over half a year old, he is still so young, and he keeps the same enthusiasm as a newly graduated college student to devote himself to the work he loves. In life, she is cheerful and lively, and mingles with the young teachers in the office. Unconsciously, we seem to have been closely United in the central government with Mr. Yang as the core. We have business problems to solve, troubles to talk with Mr. Yang, and happiness to share with Mr. Yang ... In this way, under the leadership of Mr. Yang, the teachers in the office twisted into a rope, United and uplifted, and successfully completed all the tasks assigned by the school and achieved. Speaking of Miss Yang, even the school doorman is full of praise.

Now, although Miss Yang has retired, her voice and smile, her long kindness are still in my mind, and her noble character and quiet and far-reaching attitude towards life are still influencing and inspiring me. Although I may not be a "celebrity", I can't defend Mr. Yang's title as a "famous teacher", but I will definitely stick to Mr. Yang's educational philosophy, that is, the grass adds a touch of green to the earth, the lights illuminate the stormy future for Nightcrawler, and I will do a career with a clear conscience no matter how ordinary!

Now, the fragrance of osmanthus rose again, and the atmosphere of blessing teachers overflowed the campus. I have been teaching for three years, and I also enjoy being surrounded and greeted by many students. In the long river of my thoughts, there is always a watershed left for teacher Yangming, which is a blessing, gratitude, admiration and a long-lasting affection between teachers and students.

At the beginning of the new semester, I packed up my previous things and suddenly found some homework I had done in grade one. Look at those red "excellent" words. I think of my first teacher, Teacher ——xx.

I will never forget that when I first walked into the school gate, I felt everything was so fresh and interesting. A short female teacher with a black head, a round face and a smile said to me, "Are you Xiao Xiong?" I am your head teacher and Chinese teacher. "From the beginning, I felt that Mr. Liang was amiable and left a deep impression on me.

I won't forget the first class. Teacher Liang told us that primary school knowledge is like the foundation of a house. The stronger the foundation, the higher the house can be built and the best house can be built. Teacher Liang's beautiful voice moistens our hearts like spring rain. Sometimes the bell rings and we don't hear it. We always feel that the time is too short.

I will never forget when I was in class. Because I am tall and sit in the last row, I don't like to raise my hand in class. After class, Teacher Liang said to me, "You are a class cadre, so you should take the lead. You should speak actively in class and use your brain before you can go up a flight of stairs. " Looking at Mr. Liang's kind eyes and critical words, I bowed my head shyly and made up my mind to correct my shortcomings.

After three years, I was promoted to the fourth grade. Teacher Liang became my first teacher in my junior year. It is you who have educated my children who will never be sensible into students who can read, think and understand. You are like an industrious gardener, cultivating us from saplings into thriving young trees.

Everyone in the world will only go to primary school once in his life. I will never forget the regret you taught me. Thank you, Teacher Liang!

Teachers' occupation is an ordinary and great occupation. In the process of our growth, we are accompanied by a deep love for our teachers.

A teacher is a charcoal fire in winter, a shade in summer, a stepping stone in turbulence, and a beacon light in a foggy sea. Teachers use the nectar of knowledge to breed delicious fruits, and use the clear spring of mind to moisten ideal flowers.

The teacher's love is extraordinary. They pour their whole-hearted love into their students and use their youth to train talents from generation to generation in the motherland.

Teachers are the disseminators of human civilization and play a special and irreplaceable role in the accumulation, dissemination, inheritance and development of human social culture. Teachers are known as "engineers of human civilization" and have trained new generations. Teachers should be respected by students and society. Teacher's day is coming, present a bunch of flowers to the teacher and say to the teacher: Teacher, you have worked hard! "This is the greatest comfort to the teacher. In the evening, when you returned to the dormitory, did you notice that the lights were still on in the office? It is the teacher who prepares lessons carefully and corrects homework. Did you keep the teacher's encouragement and advice in mind in your exercise book? Do you ever know that when you are regretting the mistake made by carelessness on that test paper, the teacher is deeply blaming himself? As graduation approaches, do you see a little old in the teacher's bright smile? There are teachers and children. They once abandoned the three-foot platform and left us. Do teachers love us less than their children?

People say that a mother's love is like a song and a father's love is like a mountain, but a teacher's love is more important and precious than anything in the world.

Teachers are our enlighteners. Teachers teach us pronunciation, literacy and problem solving. Teachers teach us to be honest. The truth of treating people is that teachers teach us to seek knowledge, tell us to be human, and teach us to be self-reliant, self-loving and self-reliant.

Teacher, you are the beacon of my soul. When we are injured, teacher, you will always be with us! When one difficult problem is placed in front of us, it is the teacher who tells us to face it bravely! On the three platforms, the man who is splashing the rain of youth is also a teacher!

Campus is our other home, and teachers are our second parents. They use invisible whips in their hands to spur us on. Teacher, please allow me to teach you: "Mom!"

"Come with a heart, not a blade of grass." This is the embodiment of teachers' tireless teaching and selfless dedication. The teacher's love is extraordinary and selfless. This kind of love gives us warmth and strength, and urges every student to constantly realize his pursuit and reach the other side of the ideal.

Teachers' lives are full of glory. They devoted themselves to the cultivation of the pillars of the motherland, silently thinking about the future of the motherland, contributing their own strength to the construction of the motherland, and devoting their life's light and heat to the cause of education. Perhaps, teaching culture is a mission entrusted to us by God, and it is a huge price for them to complete in their whole lives!

For the teacher's hard work and sweat, we said to the teacher together: "Teacher, you have worked hard!" " "

Teacher's Essay 7 Flowers are more dazzling because of rain and dew, and mountains are more towering and straight because of the breadth of the earth; The eagle is more powerful because of the sacredness of the blue sky; With your guidance, we are more energetic. Generate full of lofty sentiments.

Accompanied by the joy and excitement of the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, it ushered in an annual festival that only belongs to you-Teacher's Day. On this special day, I can't hide my long-lost gratitude when I think back to the little things I got along with you. When I am confused, I am encouraged to see your trusting eyes; When I made a serious mistake, my heart was moved by your inculcation. When I was sick and sad, your sincere words and a warm current came to my heart ... under your warmth and cultivation, I felt the second affection. I want to say, "Dear teacher, thank you. Teacher, you have worked hard. "

Teacher, in the dark truth of life, you lit the brightest lamp for me;

You have always been my thoughtful guide on the lost road of life.

You gave me a pair of powerful wings and let me swim in the ocean of knowledge; It is you who burn yourself silently and illuminate others with candles. "Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night." With your sincere heart, you sharpen our gravel and make us a bright pearl. We will also be aggressive and make you smile!

Teacher, you have worked hard!

Dear teacher, I wish you a happy Teacher's Day!

Teacher's Essay 8 Every time I attend class, the teacher's figure is clearly visible in my mind; Every class, the teacher's words echo in my ears; In every class, the teacher's profound "famous words" have always taken root in my heart.

I remember when I was in primary school, that "time" ...

When I first arrived at school, I was silent after class because I didn't adapt to the new environment, but I comforted myself with "silence is golden" and I was even more frightened in class. Sometimes when the teacher asks me questions, I am even afraid that the mouse will see the old cat-my legs are weak, and then I will be criticized by the teacher ... Gradually, I really know what it means to be a "strict teacher", and I know that the teacher doesn't hate everyone, because the teacher wants everyone to be an excellent student, and there are no obstacles on the way to learning. In fact, the teacher's blame and criticism are all out of the teacher's most sincere and selfless love.

In fact, teachers don't always teach students to be strict. ...

I remember it was a cold morning. A classmate had a high fever and the teacher saw it. Without saying anything, three steps and two steps.

Go to the hospital ...

Teachers are also loyal to their profession. For the sake of her classmates, she makes up lessons for many poor students every night. Every morning, she can see the teacher's eyes are bloodshot, but the teacher doesn't care about them for the sake of her classmates.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Teachers are gardeners, cultivating the flowers of the motherland; The teacher is a big tree, which casts patches of shade on the earth. ...

Teacher's Essay 9 In this crisp autumn season with pleasant scenery, I entered a new school year. At the same time, it also ushered in the annual Teacher's Day. When we accept more knowledge with heavy harvest, a kind of reverence for teachers arises spontaneously.

My teacher has a pair of eyes embedded in her white face and a pair of thin-framed eyes on her small nose. She is tall and thin and always dresses appropriately. This is Mr. Chen, who used to be our head teacher and taught us Chinese.

On the first day of school, when Miss Chen came into the classroom and announced that she would no longer be our head teacher, she couldn't restrain her excitement and shed tears. At that moment, the air in the classroom was condensed, and the whole class was immersed in giving up on Teacher Chen.

I am also very sad at this time. Looking back, Mr. Chen is a respected teacher. She works for us silently, asking for nothing in return, just to let the students learn more knowledge. She doesn't care about the long journey to work, and her little brother over one year old is unattended at home. As long as there is something in the class, she works day and night regardless of the cold and heat, and even falls ill several times for the work in the class.

Teacher Chen always teaches us to study hard, be practical and diligent, be ready to help others, and have good moral quality and kind heart. In order to make us understand a word and a sentence in our study, we have tried many ways to guide us to think and encourage us to use our brains more.

Miss Chen loves us deeply, and we also love Miss Chen deeply, thanking her for everything she has done for us. Teacher Chen, you have worked hard!

Teacher's Essay 10 Sixth grade, the end of primary school, six years, the last journey of primary school, and one year later I will start another journey. I can't bear to be like a junior high school student, and I can't bear to be my class teacher, Miss Li.

Miss Li has only been in school for two years (in the fifth grade), but from one day, one week, one month and one year, we have made great progress. For example, our grades have obviously improved, from 80 to 90, which takes a long time. But Mr. Li magically improved his grades, so I am very grateful to Mr. Li, and my thoughts have also improved. This is a student taught by Teacher Li.

Once, in my homework, I wrote the word "pick" in the middle as the word "mouth", and I found it when I changed my homework the next day. I drew a circle in my notebook, which was specially talked about in Chinese class. At that time, I just talked to my deskmate and didn't listen at all. Teacher Li reminded me that I still didn't respond. You asked me to answer questions, but I didn't listen. Of course, if I can't answer, you let me stand up and listen. After class, you asked me to go to the office again. I was filled with indignation. I was told to stand in class. Why does the next tree call me? You didn't criticize me when I came to the office. You just called me over and said, "Zhou, yesterday's homework was wrong." Come and have a look, go back and change it several times, and pay attention to the class. " These words deeply reminded me that learning is my own business, and the teacher pointed out that I should correct it in time, not escape.

Miss Li, although you have taught me for two years, I will never forget your teacher's feelings.

It is beautiful to laugh at the teacher's composition 1 1. In my mind, Teacher Yin's smile is the most beautiful. However, what impressed me the most twice was that Teacher Yin's smiling face was covered with crystal tears.

In the third grade of primary school, Teacher Yin always showed a motherly smile when she came into the classroom. Although she is wearing a pair of glasses. But nothing can stop her eyes full of wisdom and her slight smile, which adds a lot of color to her vivid Chinese class. So we all like her class. On another occasion, Mr. Yin actually cried while talking. I remember that day was Children's Day. Teacher Yin was very happy and said, "This is a festival for everyone. Let's spend it together. " Suddenly, a drop of crystal tears fell, and then one drop after another. Teacher Yin's tears fell not because she was sad, but because she was happy and sensible.

Teacher Yin came to school sick today. In class, I still try to make progress step by step. Later, Mr. Chen told us that Mr. Yin was ill. Teacher Yin overcame her illness and came to school. What a great move!

We also have a good teacher, that is, Teacher Xie. She not only teaches, but also treats us as her own children. Although she was strict in class and sometimes lost her temper, Teacher Xie was really terrible at that time, but she still regarded us as friends after class. In this semester, I have been looking forward to seeing Mr. Xie as our deputy head teacher.

May the sweet smile of Mr. Yin's reconciliation teacher stay on his face forever.

Teacher's Essay 12 Everyone is surrounded by many people worthy of our admiration, not without them, but with a pair of eyes that find themselves worthy of admiration. The person I admire most is the life teacher. She has the quality of selfless dedication.

When eating every day, I see my other hand raised. She will bring the food she wants at once, and then give him a meal according to how much he wants. If I do this, I will be very annoyed and can't do it anymore. There are also some picky eaters who can't eat food with meat, but only vegetarian food. When eating jiaozi, you take Zuo Wanxin's basin and carry it to the back. But since they're not ready for jiaozi, you just wait, wait, wait. Finally, you bring his basin to you. When they are all finished, you sit down and eat the rice left in the basin. Come to the restaurant to cook every morning. Come at four or five in the morning. At noon 10, more than 3000 people cooked. I also cook for more than 3000 people in the evening.

There are also some restaurant chefs, in front of the life teacher. Every night, a vat is filled with water. Let's go fetch water and wash. At night, you will leave only when we are all asleep. Sometimes, when someone is sick, you will take special care of him. Let him drink water, tuck him in and ask him if he is comfortable. Some people wet the bed, too. You should let them pee late every day. At night, at first, they just kicked the quilt. At night, you will check one by one to see if they have covered the quilt, he has not covered it, and so on. Only when everything is ready will you leave.

This is my most admired life teacher. She has the quality of selfless dedication.

Essay on Mercy 13 I have long heard that there is a "famous teacher" in Datong Primary School-a teacher who has made a "celebrity" (Li Xiang, a famous mouth in Hunan, is her favorite pupil), and I can't help but be full of expectations. Unexpectedly, when I came to report for duty, I learned that I had become a "celebrity". Because I was lucky enough to be arranged by the school to be a "famous teacher"-Yang Ming's apprentice! I am very excited about this news, but I just want to know it briefly.

I still remember her first impression in my eyes, that is, her calm face exudes a kind smile, and her unpretentious clothes show her unique temperament. She took the initiative to greet a young teacher like me with a bag of student files left by her former head teacher and immediately introduced me to the characteristics of primary school students' study and life. At the same time, she gave me a copy of the head teacher's experience and the first volume of the fourth grade Chinese reference teaching plan printed by her personally. She even told me clearly the overall situation of the new class students-I can't understand how she did so many things that have nothing to do with herself in such a short time, and how she learned so much about the students. I guess Mr. Yang must have seriously inquired about and investigated the situation of this class, and more than once.

Then, she talked a lot without reservation, from how to adapt to a new environment, to how to make the first contact with students, how to establish prestige in a brand-new class, and even how to establish a class Committee meeting. Her teaching has benefited me a lot so far, but at that time I was very grateful to such a strange teacher.

I was very nervous when I first came to Datong. Teacher Yang's warm smile makes my mind sail confidently.

I am very grateful to our English teacher, Miss Liu. Because she has greatly improved my English, and behind her success is her unique teaching method "greed". Seeing this, everyone will definitely ask, why is greed also a teaching method? I tell you: because she wants our English to be the best.

Teacher Liu has high demands on our academic performance because of her greed. She wants us to read a text to her every day. When reading it, we should make sure that the text is fluent, not a word can be wrong, and the pronunciation should be standard or stressed. The teacher will also mark the results in the catalogue on the first page. Once, I went to Liu's place to read Module 6. I want to play early. I didn't read the text carefully, so I went to Liu. As a result, I made many mistakes as soon as I opened my mouth. Some words were not pronounced correctly and I was not fluent in reading the text.

Teacher Liu was a little angry and said, "Why do you study so badly? Not like you used to be. " Teacher Liu helped me to correct the pronunciation of the words I mispronounced in the text one by one, and then said to me, "Listen to the tapes more, and come to me to read them when you are ripe." I felt ashamed, so I ran back to the classroom and read it ten times while listening. I thought I was ready, so I ran back to Mr. Liu to see it. It's very late now, and all the students are studying at night. But Mr. Liu was very happy when he saw me coming, and patiently listened to me read sentence by sentence. I read very well this time. Teacher Liu gave me a "wondenful".

Because of this, we won teacher Liu's "surprise" one after another. I want to take this Teacher's Day to express my gratitude to you!

I always drive on the left side of the street by bus, and the primary school is always on the right side of the street. Left, right, 30 meters away. The scenery I pass by every day. The floor of the school has been renovated repeatedly, and the old pine trees are still evergreen all the year round. Is the playground still the same as when I graduated? Now I think of you again. Miss is in a trance, like a graduation ceremony a year ago. How are you, teacher?

In the past, children were not enterprising, had no hobbies and pursuits, were not keen on learning, and always complained about life. But once, she changed completely. That is often her biggest headache-composition. The teacher assigned a composition describing spring, but she was not satisfied with the composition handed in-many students' compositions were untrue, and the teacher only praised two compositions, one of which was hers. In fact, she just wrote down what the teacher said in class, but she didn't expect to be praised, but the real thing made the teacher appreciate it. From then on, she found it not difficult to write a composition. From then on, she fell in love with writing inexplicably. Since then, her composition has often been praised. From then on, she fell in love with Chinese and loved learning.

This is the story of me and my teacher.

I went to see her in April this year. She was in the graduating class. There is still a bright smile on her face. She doesn't seem to have changed at all. Sometimes I have to admit that fate is such a thing. It made a child, a teacher-two strangers know each other for six years, even though they were separated.

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