Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (1)

She is not tall or short, with dark shiny hair, long, talkative eyes and a talkative mouth. This is my first teacher, Mr. Zhang.

Mr. Zhang's eyes are very magical. When she was in class, she could see which student was "wandering" at a glance. Sometimes, when she was on the platform and lowered her head to correct our homework, some naughty students wanted to take the opportunity to make small moves, they would be caught by Miss Zhang accurately. I remember when we were just in the first grade, Mr. Zhang taught us to sit up straight in class, with both hands on the table, and not to do small movements. Maybe I got used to it freely in kindergarten. At the beginning, many students were not used to it. I was no exception. I always felt it secretly. Miss Zhang took the trouble to remind me just like her mother. Gradually, gradually, I finally adapted to the school environment, class will no longer do small movements! Mr. Zhang not only taught me how to learn, but also told me how to behave. In the past, I used to talk back to my parents when I was rude. Teacher Zhang found out about it, so he talked to me and showed me the story of Kong Rong Gives Pears.

Since then, I have become more polite. Mr. Zhang, I think you are like a big tree. We are like leaves on the tree. With your unrequited care, we will grow bigger and greener.

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (2)

There was a person who comforted me when I was sad, encouraged me when I was discouraged, and shared with me when I achieved success. She is my first teacher, a kind, young and beautiful mother.

Mother's long black hair was blowing in the breeze. A pair of intense eyes, like two black gemstones, sparkle in the sunshine. But the most impressive thing is that she often shows a Mona Lisa like smile, and her charm is reflected in her blouse!

My mother not only looks beautiful, but also teaches me a philosophy of life: strong people will succeed! I remember that it was the first time I decided to play Go in kindergarten. Maybe I was young and inexperienced, so I was depressed all day. When my mother came back from work, she called me to her side, stroked my head and said, "Is it not fixed this time? The road of life cannot always be smooth and smooth. It is like a country road, full of ups and downs. You must experience mountains and rivers, so you must be strong. Only strong people can open the door to success, understand? " I nodded and shook my head. It seemed that I still couldn't understand this. My mother looked at me with loving eyes and said, "One success is accumulated by thousands of failures, and the person who can experience many failures must be a strong person!" My mother's words today seemed to teach me the most important lesson in life, just like a warm current flowing into my heart, It also made me suddenly enlightened, and my mother will always be my most admired teacher.

Yeah! If we are the gorgeous picture, mother is the brush that depicts us; If we are the flowers of the motherland, the teacher is the hardworking gardener who nurtures us... So no matter where I am, no matter what I do, I will never forget the young, beautiful and amiable enlightenment teacher - Mom.

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (3)

My teacher, Wang Long'er, is my brother. Born in 2000, he belongs to the dragon, so his nickname is Longer. He is handsome and tall. He is a knowledgeable and well read man. He is also a good brother who respects the elders, unites classmates and loves his sister.

He is more a bosom friend than my brother. Although my brother is four years older than me, our grades are very different. He was in senior three, but I was in junior one. But we have a lot in common.

Half a year ago, I was still an aimless and ignorant girl in the sixth grade without high school goals. Since that night, after my conversation with my brother, my whole concept of life has changed dramatically. Previously, I was a person who took a step by step in learning, but now I am a girl who entered junior high school life with dreams and goals.

How did I change? Just because of my brother's words.

My brother's junior high school life is learning step by step. Today I owe a few words. Tomorrow I will recite less Chinese. The day after tomorrow I will not listen to the teacher. What about the day after tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? Sure enough, my brother owed some money that day, and accumulated over time. It didn't take long to see the trouble, and his grades plummeted. But my brother didn't wake up until he went to high school. He didn't understand these reasons until he went to high school. My brother didn't say much, but said, "You will pay your debt sooner or later!"

Yes, you need to memorize one less word today, seven words a week. It seems nothing, but do you want to memorize how many fewer words a year? What about three years? What a big number that is!

The elder brother said: "We should have goals and dreams in life, even if they are too big and far away, but we need such goals, because with goals, people will continue to progress and develop."

Because of this sentence, I set the goal of high school entrance examination in three years. Although this goal is very big, as long as there is a goal, there will be motivation and progress in learning.

My brother is my family member, but also my friend. It is my model in learning and a good brother in life. It was he who taught me a lot of truth and made me understand that people should have goals and ideals. He is my life goal enlightenment teacher.

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (4)

Fish can't live without water, birds can't live without trees, and human progress can't live without teachers. My first teacher is Mr. Zhu. She likes to wear a brown coat all day long, with a round face. Her eyes, which let people know at a glance that she is a student of five cars, reflect her talent.

I remember when Miss Zhu first came here, I didn't have a good opinion of her. I thought: I have seen more Chinese teachers, just reading the text three or five times! However, I was wrong. She left a good impression on her classmates after the first class. I admit that she did a good job in that class, especially her self presentation made us feel cordial. At that time, almost all the students in the class were driven to dye.

Mr. Zhu always leaves us compositions. At first, I thought it was a kind of pressure. Once, before school was over, there were many and miscellaneous math homework, but after leaving the same homework in Chinese, it was another composition. I didn't even have time to watch TV and play computer after I finished my homework. Lying in bed, he complained: "You can not write..." However, Mr. Zhu was happy to say to us some time ago: "Congratulations, you have taken the first step in learning Chinese. It is very difficult to take this step." After hearing this sentence, I can't be more happy. It turns out that Mr. Zhu asked us to write compositions in order to improve our writing skills! From then on, I began to have a good impression on Mr. Zhu.

Unlike other teachers, Mr. Zhu is free after class. She asked us to look up information and spare time for a debate. After learning the text, we are always asked to perform a sitcom, which makes our classroom very active. The students were very happy in the Chinese class. They all hoped that time would pass slowly, so that the happy class could last for a while.

Miss Zhu! It is you who use the golden key in your hand to open the hearts of our naughty and ignorant children; It was you who made me feel the fun of learning; You let me understand the unique charm of Chinese; You not only made me gain knowledge, but also taught me my character, which made me develop in all aspects of "morality, intelligence and physique". Let me realize how to behave on the road of life, and let me feel the love of a loving mother and the love of a strict teacher.

Thank you very much! My first teacher - Zhu Qinghua!

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (5)

My first teacher is my head teacher Yu.

Miss Yu is about 30 years old. Although her eyes are not very big, they are full of energy. She often wears a "ponytail", which will dance rhythmically with her body movements when she writes on the platform. She has a pair of dexterous hands. She can not only write beautiful words, but also draw beautiful pictures. Every time a team meeting is held, the blackboard of the class becomes a colorful world. She can not only tell many famous people's stories, but also teach us to sing. What a prodigy!

Teacher Yu asked us to read more books and become useful people when we grow up. She let us read "The Adventures of Puppets", "Aesop's Fables", "The Beginning of Diary", and held a reading report meeting. At the meeting, a student got stuck. Teacher Yu smiled and said to her, "Think again, you can do it!" The student finally successfully completed his report. In order to encourage us to read more classics, she organized us to hold a team meeting to read classic poems. I performed Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong" and won the first prize. Yu gently stroked my hair. I was very happy. I secretly decided to read more and recite more.

Teacher Yu also loves reading and is good at writing. I saw her article on the Internet, and one of the words "When the sun falls, there will be starlight all over the sky" I like it very much. My mother told me that if I want to write well, I must read more books. I wrote down my own words in a book: I hope that one day Mr. Yu can see my articles on the Internet, so I will feel very honored.

Miss Yu is a very serious person. She always asks us to say to ourselves loudly: "I am strict with you because I am excellent!" I know that the teacher is strict with us because of his love.

I'm glad that my first teacher is Yu. I want to read more books and become a versatile Chinese teacher like Yu when I grow up!

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (6)

She is very beautiful: her white and tender face is embedded with a pair of big watery eyes, and her eyebrows are bent like the moon, which makes her feel more amiable. Her cherry like mouth is eloquent. She is my mother.

Once, when I attended a birthday party for my classmates, we chased and played in Nanyang Square, so we were very thirsty. At this time, my mother sent us a bottle of water and asked me to give it to our friends. I picked up a bottle and screamed, opened the bottle cap, tore off the blocked pieces of paper, threw it on the ground and was about to run away. When you saw it, you asked: "Where should the garbage be thrown?" I quickly picked up the garbage, and you said: "Pick up the next one as well." I picked up another garbage, and you pointed to the garbage bin, and I quickly threw the garbage into it. I think: garbage has its own home. From this, I understand a truth: the public morality competition starts now.

Another time, I didn't want to play the zither that night, so I said to you, "Can you make it up the next day?" You promised. The next day, I said, "Mom, can you play it five times today?" "What did you say yesterday?". "Do you think so?" "No," "How many times do you want to play it today?" "10 times" I said more quietly. After saying that, he sat beside the zither in a popular way. At first, I was very reluctant, but later, my mood became better, and I played better and better. You laughed. From this, I learned another truth: do what I say.

My mother has many examples to teach me how to be a human being. I am proud of having such a mother.

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (7)

With long dark hair, slender fingers, correct facial features, and a pair of glasses on the high bridge of the nose, that is my enlightenment teacher - my mother.

Since childhood, she taught me that there are seven colors in a rainbow: red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, and purple.

When the warm spring wind blew, the grass stuck out its green head from the ground. Mother told me: "Spring is coming."

The scorching sun is high in the sky. Mosquitoes often come to my home for dinner, games and concerts. My mother told me, "Summer is coming."

Paddy smiled and bent over. The farmer uncle ran around in the orchard to pick fruit. The warehouse was full of fruit. Mother told me: "Autumn is coming."

The cold wind was biting, and snowflakes were falling one by one. My mother told me, "Winter is coming."

It has passed four seasons in a year. I'm one year older. Look, my mother and I are very happy to climb Ma On Shan.

I'm going to primary school. My mother has prepared my schoolbag, pencil, eraser and exercise book for me. On the first day of school, my mother sent me to the new classroom. Before leaving, my mother gave me a sweet kiss and a big hug. She left her love in my heart.

My mother has nurtured me hard for eight years. My mother taught me to babble, my mother taught me to know life, and my mother's love accompanied me to thrive.

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (8)

I have a beautiful and young enlightenment teacher, whose surname is Jin. She is small and very comely. She has long flowing hair, very beautiful! Under a pair of delicate glasses, there is a pair of divine eyes, and under a small nose, there is a cherry mouth.

Although he is so delicate, she is a very strict teacher in learning. I remember that in the first grade, we were all naughty children coming out of kindergarten. Many of us were disobedient. Some students didn't finish their homework carefully. Teacher Jin would severely criticize and accompany this student to finish his homework after school. In class, if you talk nonsense and wander, she will find you out and scold you severely

Although Ms. Jin is strict, she always takes care of me in life. I am a very picky child. Miss Jin always gives me her own good dishes. But only if I'm not naughty can I eat, because I'm a naughty person in my class. I used to ask for leave when I was sick. When I returned to school, the teacher would ask: Can I keep up? If I can't keep up with her, she always makes up for the knowledge I haven't learned.

She is going to have a baby this semester. She still gives us lessons with a big belly every day. I am really moved to see her clumsy body giving us lessons!

This is my first teacher. Do you think she is an excellent teacher?

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (9)

Fish can't live without water, birds can't live without trees, and human progress can't live without teachers' teaching. My first teacher is my beloved teacher Wang.

Mr. Wang is our Chinese teacher. He has been acting for us for two years. The first time I saw Mr. Wang, he was wearing a jacket and a pair of glasses. He looked gentle and knowledgeable. In my impression, the Chinese teacher is just reading the text, but he is not. He knows astronomy and geography from top to bottom, and he is very kind and humorous. Because his office is next to our classroom, he let us call it "Lao Wang next door". I feel a lot closer to this teacher who I haven't known for a long time. Our whole class is free of pressure and lively in class. I remember when we learned the lesson of borrowing arrows from straw boats, Mr. Wang told us a lot of stories about the Three Kingdoms. I was deeply impressed by Zhuge Liang. He was a great politician and strategist with ingenuity. He not only could make strategies, lead troops to fight, but also was a good hand in governing Shu. He was a great economist. He set up Weiguan, Yanguan Tie Guan, Jin Guan. He has well maintained Dujiangyan, played an important role in Dujiangyan Water Control Project, irrigated thousands of acres of fertile land in Chengdu Plain, and made the land of Bashu a veritable land of abundance. Salt officials increased taxes for the country. Iron smelting technology is very mature. It can not only produce weapons, but also produce farm tools, greatly improving agricultural production efficiency. Shu brocade was not only sold to Wei and Wu, but also exported to Pakistan, Europe and other surrounding countries. Teacher Wang always told us such stories, which enriched our extracurricular knowledge.

Mr. Wang is also our science teacher. What impressed me most is that he used humorous teaching methods to visualize boring knowledge and left a deep impression on me. In the lesson of "Magnifier", he used his stomach to describe the thick middle of the convex lens and the thin edge of the head and legs. Mr. Wang has a big belly and a big body, which is an image we will never forget. There is also an exercise about cell wall: "What organism has cell wall and what organism does not have cell wall?". None of the students can. Teacher Wang said, "People in the primitive society even peeled the bark when they ate trees, and they did not need to peel when they ate animals. They ate raw meat directly.". These two short sentences remind us that plant cells have cell walls, while animal cells have no cell walls. World Environment Day is held on June 5 every year. The theme of 20xx China is to declare war on pollution. Teacher Wang said, "I smoke every day, which not only harms my health, but also pollutes the environment. Please declare war on me!" Through so many humorous and funny explanations, our class has made great progress, and our class's scientific performance has gone from the last to the first in the whole class to the first in the whole class.

This is Mr. Wang, the most unforgettable enlightenment teacher in my life.

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (10)

My first teacher's surname is Wan. She always wears a short braid and has a medium stature, which gives people a kind feeling.

Mr. Wan always speaks with both voice and emotion. She often demonstrates first and reads the text aloud. Her beautiful voice seems to invite you into the text. She will not rush to explain our childish mistakes and problems, let alone scold us. She will guide us to think for ourselves.

For our study, Miss Wan is always dutiful, and she will try her best to do a good job in ideological and moral education. I remember that at that time I was very interested in the butterflies in the flowers. As soon as class ended, I went straight to the flower bed with my classmates, or came back with nothing, or triumphantly returned with small prisoners.

After a period of time, the teachers couldn't stand it. Because there will not only be butterfly wings in the classroom, but also be interrupted by "prison breaking" butterflies after more than half of the class. The "culprit" is often me. Miss Wan didn't scold me. She said kindly, "Although a butterfly is small, it has feelings. If you take one, you deprive it of its happiness, freedom, and even life. Maybe you will be happy, but what about it? It will hate you. Are you willing to be a person that frightens and dislikes small animals?" Although it is a gentle words like spring breeze, Although I didn't mean to scold, I bowed my head with guilt. Since then, there have been no butterflies in the classroom, and the "Butterfly Prison" with all kinds of strange things has disappeared. Although Miss Wan no longer teaches me, I still thank her for bringing us into the palace of knowledge.

Now, when I see Miss Wan's familiar figure on campus, I always think of her teaching, her beautiful voice in teaching and the dancing butterflies

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (11)

Some people say that a teacher is like a lamp, lighting the childish and dark hearts of children. Some people say that a teacher is like a candle, silently offering his weak light. Yeah! To be honest, it's so selfless and great. After several years, Mr. Zhu's words seem to be echoing in my ears.

My enlightenment school is called Sunshine Kindergarten. It is located in a remote place in Huangqi. I still vaguely remember the kind and kind teacher Zhu. His small and exquisite glasses made me remember them so clearly. It was probably when I was four years old, when I was still young and didn't understand anything. Sometimes when my teacher punishes me, I hate him even more. I remember the profound "punishment". That time, the homework teacher was very strict and asked us to practice hard pen calligraphy on Saturday and Sunday. I thought the teacher was just talking, but I carelessly picked up my homework book and put it in my schoolbag, and went home happily. Day by day, it was Sunday. I went to bed very late and began to pack up my schoolbag to prepare for going back to school tomorrow. I opened my schoolbag chain and found a calligraphy exercise book. This time, it was terrible. I haven't done my homework yet. I quickly picked up an exercise book and a pen from my schoolbag.

I have finished sketchily. I had a brainwave. The teacher was just asking me to write ten boards. I finally finished my homework by writing one word at a time. I soon went back to bed. Tomorrow morning, I will hand in my homework book to the teacher quickly. Unexpectedly, I was scolded by my teacher when there was a "big headed Buddha". The teacher was even more surprised. I was left in class by the teacher to do ten times more homework than other students. I kept silent and glared angrily at the teacher. The teacher ignored my actions. As long as I can't write a word well, the teacher asks me to rewrite it. But I was too young to "fight" with my teacher.

From this incident, it's really shameful to recall my childish mind when I was young. When I think back, I would also like to move this teacher Zhu. He is not as strict as he used to be, but not as good as I am now. There is no such good creation.

Thank you, my first teacher. I will continue to work hard to repay your hard work.

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (12)

When I was young, my parents went to work in the city. My sister was raised by my grandmother at home. Because my grandmother was too old to take two children, my parents put me at my grandmother's house, and my grandmother became my enlightenment teacher. Although I grow up now, I can't remember many things from my childhood, but I can't forget some things.

Grandma's house is also in the countryside. There are many fruit trees. When I was young, the most happy thing was to pick fruit with several cousins. The most common thing was peaches and plums. They also went to a distant stream to look for crabs and shrimp. They refused to go home until dark. Grandma always called my name and looked for me everywhere, When I found it, I couldn't avoid a taunt, but the next day I went out late as usual, and Grandma still came home for dinner. Once, my cousin and I saw that cucumbers planted in other people's fields were ripe, and they were greedy. My cousin and I picked some cucumbers and ate them while walking. Grandma saw them. When we learned that it was someone else's house, Grandma told us seriously what we wanted to eat. She could buy something for us, but she could not steal other people's food. Being poor does not matter, but we should have backbone, Finally, my cousin and I made a profound review. Many years later, Grandma's words still echoed in my ears, "It doesn't matter to be poor, but you should have backbone".

Grandma has passed away for several years, but I will always miss this enlightenment teacher in life.

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (13)

He is about 30 years old and of medium height. He often wears a suit, a pair of shiny leather shoes, a pair of myopia glasses on his high nose, and rides a blue bicycle every day, which makes people feel that he is both elegant and knowledgeable.

His handwriting is beautiful and he is strict with himself. When he writes on the blackboard, he always draws one stroke at a time. After writing, he repeatedly looks from the back of the classroom, with his hands behind his back and his head tilted. If he feels dissatisfied, even if the word is difficult to write, he will stride onto the platform, erase it with a blackboard eraser and rewrite it until he is satisfied. Now I still remember clearly the scene when he taught us how to practice calligraphy. He wrote on the blackboard and said, "One side, one side, one side, one side, and one side.".

He appreciates students answering questions. If a student answers a question or recites a text, he will listen attentively in the corner of the classroom with his hands on his back, his head up, his eyes narrowed, and his smile on his face, as if he is enjoying a beautiful music or beautiful poetry. If a classmate could not answer, he would smile and look at that classmate, his eyes flashing encouraging eyes, as if to say: "Don't worry, think about it, think about it again, I believe you, you can do it!"

He is very serious about his work. Every time I go to the office, I see that he is immersed in correcting his homework, completely ignoring the things around him.

He is my first Chinese teacher, Mr. Song Yanxing.

Someone said, "Teacher is the most glorious career under the sun." Yes, it is the teacher who nurtured my little sapling, and I will never forget him!

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (14)

I often miss my enlightenment teachers with deep gratitude. It was they who planted beautiful seeds in my childish heart and taught me to be patriotic, diligent, and upright, honest and caring. A few years later, the words of teachers seem to be still ringing in my ears.

My enlightenment primary school is called Huangpu Primary School. It is located next to the ruins of the Gaojiao Guild Hall in Futian District, Shenzhen. Spacious classroom, bright lights, complete equipment... We had unforgettable memories in Class 6 (3).

our teacher

Our class teacher, Mr. Wu, is gentle and gentle, and you can see that he is an intellectual! He taught us mathematics. He did a good job in class. He also taught us the methods he had developed. Look, what a man!

Mr. Chen, teach us Chinese, very simple and honest, looks like a...... Father! A docile father! I like Mr. Chen giving us lessons. His lectures are lively and interesting, and let us get knowledge from joy. Mr. Chen also conducts weekly course inquiry, "Five Ones" project and reading card awards, and each issue is accompanied by a poem. Ten issues have been carried out, and when we read them together, we can say: "Reading breaks through thousands of volumes, and we share the beauty of a thousand miles. One flower, one world, and blowing flowers sends fragrance far away. The tide is flat, the two sides are wide, and the wind is hanging. Carry books around the world, and the green mountains read the ancient and modern times.".

The world is vast in books, and time waits for no one. " What about? Is it like a poem? Every poem has a story! Among them, "Time waits for no one" is the most interesting. I remember that at that time, Mr. Chen wrote a poem in cursive: "Time and tide wait for no one." Because the teacher wrote it in "cursive", the students could not help reading: "Suibao doesn't treat people?" and "Suibao doesn't close the door?" This made the whole class laugh. The original teacher wrote "month" like "treasure", "treat people" like "close"! Chen also said that this is an aphorism for people to cherish time. In this way, the teacher let us learn knowledge and understand the meaning in happiness. Mr. Chen's method is very effective. We have formed the good habit of writing an article every week.

Miss Xu, teach us English. Although she speaks non-standard Mandarin, she speaks fluent English. In order to let us improve our oral English, Mr. Xu asked us to take turns to tell an English story ten minutes before class. Until now, we are still insisting!

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (15)

The famous saying "teachers are engineers of the human soul" was put forward by Kalinin. He said: "Many teachers often forget that they should be educators, and educators are also engineers of the human soul." The meaning of soul here refers to thought and spirit, not morality, or at least not morality at present, Or at least now society is not qualified to accuse teachers of not being the incarnation of morality. With the coming of Teacher's Day, New Oriental has specially collected a large number of essays on Teacher's Day, hoping that all teachers will be happy and healthy on this day.

I went to school in the ninth primary school from grade one to grade three. My first teacher's surname was Zheng, and the students called her Teacher Zheng. Teacher Zheng taught us mathematics and was very kind to people.

Teacher Zheng has long black hair and a pair of big black eyes embedded in her face. Teacher Zheng's eyes are very bright. As long as the students below are doing small movements or not listening, she can see. It seems that the teacher's ears can hear the voice of the whole school. One time, during the mid-term exam, the opposite classroom said that the exam would start at 8:00 tomorrow. Teacher Zheng just didn't know what time the exam would start tomorrow. The teacher immediately wrote down all the words of the teacher next door, and then told us how to make my teacher's ears work.

The teacher pays special attention to his classmates and never delays every class. Once, the bell rang for class, and Mr. Zheng had not come yet. When we opened the book to review, the teacher suddenly appeared at the door. The teacher was wearing a thick coat and kept wiping his nose with a handkerchief. It seemed that the teacher had a bad cold. The teacher slowly walked onto the platform and said in a weak voice, "Class!" The students immediately stood up, Say hello to Mr. Zheng. I looked at the teacher. How I wanted to take a chair and ask the teacher to sit down and have a rest. How I wanted to take a cup of hot tea and ask the teacher to drink it to moisten my throat. How I wanted to become a lark, sing some beautiful songs to the teacher, and give the teacher some comfort. Students who used to be able to talk, make small movements, and not listen to what was said today seem to be inspired by something. They are attentive (determined), and JU (Ju) Jing can listen to the teacher's lectures with great enthusiasm.

The teacher never loses his temper to us. Sometimes, if there is any disobedient student, the teacher will not lose his temper to them. He will only educate them well, and they will never do so again.

Teachers often like to wear yellow clothes, but also like those who speak actively in class, and those who work hard and write neatly.

Ah, this is my first teacher, Mr. Zheng, a caring and gentle teacher.

Today, another essay of mine was published in the newspaper. I hold the newspaper in my hands, and I can't be calm for a long time, because here is a contribution you have made, teacher.

It can be said that the enlightenment teacher who opened the door to my writing is our current 'Teacher Yuan'. She is more than 30 years old and looks gentle and capable. Her dark hair contains infinite wisdom. Her bright eyes seem to be open to remind us to learn knowledge and skills.

Before the third grade, I didn't like writing because I often couldn't write good compositions, and what I wrote was often incoherent. My weakness was discovered by Miss Yuan, so she called me to the office and said, "I know you want to write a good composition, but you can't write it well. Then I tell you there is no shortcut to writing. If you want to write well, you must read more and write more". After listening to the teacher's words, I followed his method every day. I read extracurricular books whenever I was free. I often went to the bookstore to read literary classics on holidays and insisted on keeping a diary. Mr. Yuan carefully graded my diary and wrote encouraging comments every time. In this way, day after day, my writing level has improved significantly.

Once, my composition was read out by Mr. Yuan in front of the whole class, and the students gave warm applause. As a result, my confidence in writing was even greater. Since then, I have a special liking for writing. In this way, under the guidance of my teacher and my own efforts, the articles I wrote are no longer half cooked.

Once, the teacher tried to submit an article of mine, but unexpectedly it was published in the newspaper. The students admired me. The teacher and my parents were happy for me, and I was too excited to sleep. Since then, I have become more fond of writing, and the compositions I have written have become type one after another. This summer vacation, I proudly participated in the first congress of Zhejiang Young Writers Association.

I am like a child who can't walk. It is Mr. Yuan who helped me step by step. I have nothing to repay. I just hope I can write more beautiful articles and live up to my teacher's expectations.

Instructor: Yuan Fei

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (16)

My first teacher, Mr. Zhou. Although it is only three words, there is a weight of three thousand jin in my heart.

Mr. Zhou cared about us meticulously from I entered the primary school until the third grade was divided into classes. From homework to study, she has made many contributions for us that we cannot repay. I firmly believe: "Without Mr. Zhou's earnest instruction, we would not understand the simple and complex truth in the world.

Because we have another wrinkle on Mr. Zhou's face

Mr. Zhou Pingru is frugal, but he buys us a lot of tools. She believes that "money should be put into practice." In Chinese class, she smiles, and often adds extra-curricular knowledge to us, so that we know from the first grade that "it is never too late to learn."

Most teachers will find it troublesome to comment on the test paper. But Mr. Zhou never did! She always listens to our questions patiently and helps us solve problems... When encountering difficulties, she will not ignore them. I think Mr. Zhou is a very good teacher!

Teacher Zhou has always been ill. After our "torture", she can't stand it. Finally... he fell ill, and the headmaster arranged for Miss Guo, a third grade teacher, to take the place of him. We don't like Mr. Guo, we like Mr. Zhou! Although Mr. Guo is also amiable, I can't accept it. At that time, 46 students in our class were looking forward to the day when Teacher Zhou came back.

When I was in second grade, I sprained my foot. The students all dislike me behind my back. It was you who let me find a life buoy in the vast sea. You not only despised me, but also helped me to send me to the school doctor's office. At that time, I had ten thousand thanks, but I couldn't say anything. I cried

Mr. Zhou, it has been four years since you left me. In these four years, I have never forgotten you for a moment! You are the best and kindest teacher I have ever seen!

I hope... I can meet you in my dream

My Enlightenment Teacher

I am proud that I have such a good teacher. She is my head teacher, Miss Dong. When I first entered the primary school, I heard that our head teacher was an excellent teacher, Mr. Dong. With some excitement, I silently imagined the image of this excellent teacher in my heart

In my anxious expectation, when the school finally started, Miss Dong appeared in front of us. First of all, I thought she should be our class teacher in the future! When I was thinking about this, she could not help introducing herself to us.

In the days to come, I gradually got to know her. Miss Dong is also a good Chinese teacher. She is very strict in class, but she is not strict outside the classroom. I remember that she used to chat and talk with us. She seemed like her own person. If we had any worries, she would talk to you for a while as long as we asked her, There will be no more unhappy things! It seems that some students like to make mistakes, and as long as they get into the hands of Miss Dong, they will have nothing. That is to say, she will simply solve the problem, just like "the big thing will be changed into the small one, and the small one will be changed into the small one."

I will remember the small lesson this time. I hope I won't make any more small mistakes in the future. It's better not to make any more mistakes and be a regular person

And I want to say to Mr. Dong: If I am a bird flying with wings, you are the wind that blows my wings. If I am a new leaf just sprouting, you are the root deeply buried in the earth

I always want to tell you my intimate words, and I want to share my happiness with you. With respect and love, let me call you "Mr. Dong" with the deepest feelings, OK?

Last year, our class was often praised, and our health was always one of the best, but we also had an excellent class teacher! So we should do well in everything. If only teachers are excellent and we are unqualified, how can we admire such an excellent teacher? So I hope the whole class will cheer up and let our class go to the next level under the guidance of the teacher!

If it's different, you can change it yourself

When I came to Daqing in 72, I was already a student in the second day of junior high school. When I arrived at school, I was assigned to Class One for Two Years. The head teacher's name is Shi Guiqing. She is tall, with long braids, big eyes and a serious face. At that time, I was not too tall and was assigned to the second seat. Our group was connected by three heroes. I'm Jing Jie, Gui Jie behind me, and then Ya Jie. When a new student comes to a new group, he must have received much attention from everyone. In addition, I also performed very well in the class. Teachers and students like me very much.

I remember that there was no cinema in the railway area of Daqing in those days. If you want to see a new movie, you can only see it if you get the Daqing Administration Bureau. I remember that it was my father's subordinate who gave us the movie ticket. The name of the movie was "Flower Girl". I only remember that this movie made me cry in a mess, and its plot was also very attractive. I became very popular outside the cinema.

A few days later in Chinese class, I was going to write a composition. The genre was the feeling after reading and observation. I wrote a reflection on the theme of the movie "Flower Girl". At that time, I didn't think I could write anything. But after the composition was sent, the teacher took my composition as a model for students to learn. And marked the wonderful sentences with key numbers, and gave me beauty at that time. Since then, I have always looked forward to the composition class. Whenever the teacher assigns a composition, I have to work hard to find the most appropriate, gorgeous and moving words to combine each composition. I remember that when I learned ancient poetry, I studied the most hard and worked hard. What rhymes, what tones, and what sounds were gone, I remember all of them very well. Not only did I have good basic skills, but I was willing to practice what seven verses and seven rhythms were written. At that time, what I wrote was a bit crazy. If I didn't write one poem every day, I would not sleep soundly.

As soon as we graduated from high school, we were allowed to write a random article on the Chinese test paper when we graduated. I filled in a word with the chairman's Man Jianghong. Unexpectedly, it also became popular, because the teacher thought it was the hand of parents at that time. This is the last word, because after I returned to the school as a contemporary teacher, I always passed notes and wrote some impromptu poems in meetings with the political teacher. These tricks were discovered by the high school language teacher in those days, and then he said to me: "You really can write poems. When you graduated, you wrote Manjianghong. I thought it was written by your parents, but I didn't think you were your own.". I said, "I like to write, but I can't write well."

Later, I became a Chinese teacher for a year and a half, making my Chinese language skills more solid. So that I can benefit a lot in my future life. So my first teacher, Shi Guiqing, made me unforgettable all my life.

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (17)

My Enlightenment Teacher

Many teachers have taught me, but the teacher who enlightens me is Mr. Wang Huijuan, who now teaches me Chinese.

I still remember the moment when Mr. Wang smiled and walked into the classroom to share the original composition of high school. At that time, I didn't want to change my teacher, because I had feelings for and liked Mr. Song at that time. But when Mr. Wang wrote his name on the blackboard, introduced himself, let us introduce the advantages and disadvantages of his class, and talked about the first lesson, I began to like Mr. Wang.

The days with Mr. Wang were the happiest days in primary school. Our class enjoyed different treatment from other classes. We have: April Fool's Day, snowball fights, advantages bombing, disadvantages bombing, biological corner, book corner... I remember that April Fool's Day in the fifth grade was very interesting. When I arrived at the school early in the morning, my classmates stood guard at the school gate, stopped one by one, and blasted everyone onto the playground with their bags. We were called back again before we knew what was going on, It turned out that the students played a joke on the teacher and made a fool of Mr. Wang, but the plan failed and Mr. Wang found out. After class, Mr. Wang said, "You can sit anywhere you like in class today." We used to listen to the teacher's words and began to grab the seats. I was also fooled and sat in the first row. As a result, some smart students sat in the seats unmoved. When I saw that something was wrong, I hurried back to their seats. Students knew that they had been fooled and hurried back to their seats. But Mr. Wang remembers "revenge" too much. He said with all the teachers that we would go on a spring outing tomorrow. We have been looking forward to it for a long time. But after school, the teacher put up a small blackboard in the classroom and wrote: "Foolish child, foolish girl, being cheated is purely voluntary... Now I think about it, I will laugh until my stomach hurts. That's how Mr. Wang taught me to find happiness.

Once there was a sports meeting. After the fifth grade competition, other grades began to compete. I played parallel bars with several classmates, and I accidentally fell to my waist. Cui leaned forward and hit his chin and bled. Teacher Wang was very angry, so we wrote a review. Mr. Wang taught me to care about others and pay attention to safety.

Mr. Wang has a lot of influence on me... I feel very happy to meet such a good teacher.

Teacher's Enlightenment Composition (18)

In my impression, Mr. Tang is kind, stern and amiable. I still remember that time, when I was playing on the playground with my classmates, I accidentally fell down on a stone and cried in pain. Just as it happened, Mr. Tang saw that I was injured and rushed over to pick me up. He asked me if I was in pain and comforted me, saying, "Don't be afraid. You are the bravest, aren't you? Just be patient." He held me to the infirmary. When we arrived at the clinic, the doctor said that there was nothing but a scratch. But the teacher kept asking me whether it hurt or not. Looking at the teacher's concern for me, I was very moved.

Another time, when I was in Chinese class, the teacher asked us to write posts. When I was writing, I always talked with the children nearby, and my mind was not on the copybook at all. Hearing that Mr. Tang said he would hand in the copybook, I hurried to fill in what I hadn't finished. It's true that "it's easy to make mistakes when busy" is true. When the copybook was sent, I made two mistakes. I thought it was only two mistakes, and the teacher would not criticize me. As a result, it was far beyond my imagination. Teacher Tang called me to the podium and severely criticized me. I can't be distracted later!

This is my first teacher, a strict, kind and gentle first teacher!