My teacher's second grade composition 1 My teacher is a beautiful teacher. She has beautiful big eyes, black curly hair and a red mouth.
My teacher is a gentle and considerate teacher. One morning, I had a stomachache. She rubbed me, and soon my stomach stopped hurting. Another time, a classmate fell to the ground while running and broke his hand. As soon as the teacher saw it, he took him to the hospital for dressing.
My teacher is also a patient and responsible teacher. The teacher is very serious in class every day and patiently explains the topics to us. I remember once having a high fever and not going to school for several days. A few days later, I recovered. Back at school, I couldn't learn many subjects and couldn't keep up with my studies. The teacher explained the topics I didn't understand carefully and patiently until I understood them.
This is our teacher, teacher. I love you. We love you.
I have a new teacher. Do you want to know who he is?
He is rectangular, wearing thick clothes and has four striking Chinese characters on his face. He can teach me to know Chinese characters and understand their meanings. He has two ways to let me know Chinese characters: one is radical search, and the other is phonetic search. Radical lexical search is to look up unknown words, and phonological lexical search is to look up words that can only be read but not written. Once, I didn't know a word, so I asked my mother. My mother smiled and said, "Go to your teacher!" "I have no choice but to ask the teacher for help. Another time, I was stumped by a sentence, and my mother was busy with work. At this moment, I looked up and saw the "teacher" saying, "Come to me. "Soon, I learned another word.
Oh, my "teacher" is not a real teacher, but Xinhua Dictionary.
My teacher's second-grade composition 3 I am now a second-grade primary school student. I have a very good head teacher. She is my favorite teacher, Miss Liu.
Teacher Liu is so beautiful. Tall, with long hair and big eyes. Miss Liu's eyes seem to speak. Every time I get 100, her eyes smile at me. When I skipped the numbers in class, I suddenly saw the teacher staring at me. If she doesn't say a word, I will attend class honestly.
Teacher Liu not only speaks well in class, but also cares about us. I once had a fight with my classmates, and my hand was cut. The teacher didn't criticize us first after seeing it, but quickly washed and wrapped my hands, and then asked me if it hurt. At that time, I wanted to stop playing, which made the teacher angry.
Miss Liu, you are my favorite teacher. I hope you will accompany me through these five years in primary school.
My teacher's second grade composition 4 The teacher in our class is surnamed Zhang. She has black and bright hair, big eyes and a smile. She is a very beautiful person. She is not only beautiful in appearance, but also very tired.
I have had many things with my teacher, but one thing impressed me deeply. Once, I was lazy and didn't write new words, thinking that I could muddle through the next day. But at noon the next day, I saw the teacher carefully correcting homework. I thought I couldn't get over it and would be criticized in the future. The teacher suddenly called me over, and I panicked. But I came to see teacher Zhang, and the teacher asked, "Did you practice gymnastics?" I said, "I didn't." The teacher said, "If you haven't practiced gymnastics, just write new words. Hurry up and make up. " I thought to myself: Teacher Zhang didn't criticize me! It turns out that Teacher Zhang not only cares about students' academic performance, but also cares about their spiritual growth.
I used my lunch break to fill in new words.
My teacher's second grade composition 5 My teacher's surname is Xiu. She is a young female teacher. She is neither tall nor short, with black hair, touching eyes and a green coat. She is approachable. I love my teacher.
My teacher lectures carefully and is responsible for his own work. One of my classmates is Lin Wenbin. His grades are very poor, and he always fails the exam. Under the careful guidance of the teacher, he made rapid progress.
Another time, the teacher decorated our classroom, tore paper, pasted pictures, painted walls and cleaned windows ... I was too tired to complain. Make the classroom look brand new.
How can I study in such a good environment without thanking my teacher!
My teacher's second grade composition 6 I study in Chang Ying Road Primary School, which is very close to my home. This is a big school with many teachers. Among them, my favorite is my math teacher, Miss Sun Jing.
Teacher Sun is of medium height, with big eyes and white skin. Her white clothes remind me of the beauty of Snow White. Don't think that the teacher is not strict with us, in fact, the teacher is very strict with us. Even so, I like her because she cares about us as much as her mother.
I remember that in the first semester of high school, I accidentally burned my hand and couldn't even bring the plate to lunch. The teacher helped me put the plate in front of me. When I went to the toilet, the teacher quickly asked my classmates for help.
I love my teacher. She not only teaches us knowledge, but also cares about us with angelic love. I love all teachers, because teachers are like a key, which opens the door to knowledge for us.
My teacher's second grade composition 7 My Chinese teacher's name is Yu Jinhua. She is my head teacher. She is an excellent old teacher with rich teaching experience. She is of medium height and slim. A round face with big bright eyes and a little white hair.
Her lecture is very lively and interesting. For example, when teaching the word "gold", we will be told to remember this: "A man surnamed Wang has two pieces of candy in his pocket." When there is the word "Su", "Bite off the cow's tail". We soon remembered these words. I like teachers very much.
My Chinese teacher is not only humorous. People are kinder and kinder. I wish our Chinese teacher happiness and health forever.
My teacher has a conscientious teacher who walks into the classroom with her sweet smile every day, which always cheers us all up. But she slowly gaunt, a few white hairs are extremely dazzling, and there are several deep and shallow wrinkles on her face, but the only constant is that sweet smile.
I remember one time, she was correcting her homework as usual. She called me, holding my homework book in her hand, and the bright red fork caught my eye straight. I understood and knew what would happen, so I prepared myself early. But it's not what I thought at all. She still cocked her mouth and took out her signature action. Suddenly, I let my guard down. She said to me gently, "Can't these questions work?" I nodded, and she said to me, "I will teach you, but don't make mistakes next time." So she patiently explained and admired her in her careful teaching.
She is my teacher, a conscientious teacher.
My teacher's second grade composition 9 My class teacher's surname is Li. She has naturally curved hair, intense eyes under heavy eyebrows and a sweet smile on her amiable face. Her mouth is full of endless truth and her stomach is full of profound knowledge.
Miss Li is like a diligent gardener. We are the flowers of our motherland. She took good care of us and made our seedlings thrive. Looking at our lovely child, Miss Li smiled. That smile is the sweetest, most beautiful and happiest in the world. She planted the seeds of knowledge in our young hearts.
I love our teacher.
My teacher's second grade composition 10 My Go teacher, Mr. Lei, is a middle-aged Go teacher in his thirties. He is about 1.7 meters tall, neither thin nor fat, with bright eyes and a loud voice. He is approachable to his classmates and conscientious in his work. He really takes care of every child like a father.
Teacher Lei tried her best to raise me from the elementary class to the intermediate class, which made me advance by leaps and bounds and achieved excellent results in several competitions. In the sixth Go Competition in Fuzhou, I won the first place in Group B, Lei Tingjun won the third place and Guan won the first place in Group D.
Such good grades were made up by Mr. Lei, who forgot to eat and sleep day and night, and sent us home in spite of the wind and rain. Can such a good teacher not respect him?