The composition of the first grade teacher

In study, work and life, everyone has been exposed to composition. Composition is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. So have you ever studied composition? The following are six compositions written by my first-grade junior high school teacher. Welcome to share.

Senior one teacher's composition 1 Only art can evolve the mind. Art is the most touching subject.

Teacher Jian Xu is the essence of the fine arts, which can be described as the elite among fine arts teachers. How can you live with such a teacher without a story?

His superb painting skills combine everything seamlessly. I saw his painting "Nine Peaches for the Party's Birthday" in the school newspaper of Chen Guang Middle School. What you see is as real as the photo. That porcelain is exquisite and smooth. If you stick your head out, it seems to show your shadow. Those nine peaches are full, thick, rosy and fresh. If you reach out, you can catch them.

Last semester, he was teaching us cartoon characters, and the content taught in the last class required to be repeated in the next class.

He only chooses students by their student numbers, because he doesn't know all his classmates, and he may know one or two. But being drawn, we can only give in easily, lamenting heaven, because the art class is not listening.

Before class that day, he took part in the third-grade basketball game, and the school worker team played against the third-grade champion.

Xu teacher is bald, so he likes hats. He likes to wear an octagonal hat or a soldier's beret, which is very popular among western oil painters and is very artistic. During the competition, the main force of Grade Three actually crossed xu teacher's head to grab the ball. Mr. Xu squatted down and his hat was taken to the ground. The scene was full of laughter. Xu teacher picked up his hat, patted the dust and smiled. But who can feel at ease with the "humiliation of the crotch"?

Really angered the "artist" and the consequences were very serious. You see, in class today, xu teacher's tone is obviously different from before. No one wants to be drawn at this point.

I prayed in my heart, but I was drawn. The content of the painting is "three courts and five eyes", and I am at a loss, at a loss.

I thought the teacher would fly into a rage and swear.

But the result was beyond my expectation. Seeing that I can't draw, the teacher said calmly, "It's my fault that everyone can't draw. I am willing to take this lesson again. "

It's strange that I understood everything in today's class. What he said is similar to last time, but it seems to be more understandable than last time.

I am very attentive in this class. I must concentrate, but I must concentrate.

If the teacher was furious at that time, we still wouldn't, but the teacher exchanged his sincerity for the best effect and the most beautiful lesson.

No teacher knows his students better than xu teacher. The best subject is art.

Senior one's teacher wrote the second article, "A long road is dedicated to the distance, and roses are dedicated to love ..." Listening to this touching "dedication", I couldn't help thinking of them in my mind. They dedicated their youth to us; They dedicated their sweat to us; They gave us everything. They are teachers. Teachers are like gardeners, we are like flowers, and teachers' efforts are like dew. Among these dewdrops, one drop was irrigated into my stamen … ...

In the fifth grade of primary school, we changed our head teacher, Miss Wang. Teacher Wang teaches Chinese and has rich teaching experience. At that time, the final exam was coming, but the Chinese scores in our class had not improved, which became a heart disease for Mr. Wang.

Teacher Wang consolidated the key points with us again and again in class. Even after class, she helps her classmates with poor grades to review. Although she is tired every day, she still has a loud voice and is full of passion in class. Under such fatigue, Mr. Wang began to get hoarse, and in the end he couldn't even pronounce his voice. Even in dictation, you can only write the pinyin of words on the blackboard one by one. Teacher Wang was afraid that it would affect our review, so he told the monitor everything first, and then asked the monitor to tell us. It is this kind of effort that finally paid off: the average Chinese score in our class was the first in the whole grade in the final exam!

In fact, not only Mr. Wang, but all teachers are like this, silently paying for students in their posts. When we achieve something, what should we dedicate to you, my teacher?

From primary school to now, there are many teachers who have taught me, but my favorite is my head teacher, my Chinese teacher, Miss Pan. Teacher Pan is in his thirties, and his height is about 1 m 55. She has bright eyes and black hair. She is dressed simply and affable, but she exudes an extraordinary charm.

Teacher Pan has a characteristic, that is, he strives for perfection in the quality of his work. As she said, "whatever you do, you should do your best, and nothing can be perfunctory." Every time we do a general cleaning, Teacher Pan will check the results of our work. If something is not done well enough, she will definitely point it out at once and teach us how to do it well. Once I did a general cleaning, I was responsible for cleaning tiles. The dirt on the tile may have been left for too long, so it is difficult to wipe it off. I thought to myself: it's so hard to wipe anyway, just do it casually. So I wiped it casually with a rag soaked in water.

When Mr. Pan came to check the hygiene, he found there were stains on the tiles and said, "The dirt on the tiles should be polished brightly." So, I tried to wipe off the stains on the wall. At the same time, I feel very ashamed of my carelessness and responsible attitude. Teacher Pan is very strategic in class management. Every day, students in our class take turns to be the head teacher, which improves our courage and enables us to learn empathy and realize the hardships of being a head teacher.

"What happens in the class is my business, and what happens in my class is my business." "Ben is proud of me and Ben is ashamed of me." "Every student should be the master of 14- 1 class and have the consciousness of being the master of the house." Teacher Pan often teaches us to learn to love the class, love the group and have a sense of collective honor. I keep all these in mind.

I'm afraid junior high school is the language teacher that the first-grade teachers have the most contact with. We changed three Chinese teachers last semester, and this semester is relatively stable.

The Chinese teacher's surname is Xiang. At first, we didn't catch it clearly, but we thought her surname was Xiangxiang taro! The deskmate also said happily, "Taro?" I like it best. "

Teacher Xiang has long hair as black as ebony and beautiful skin as white as snow. Fortunately, my mother didn't see it, otherwise she would have asked the teacher how to maintain it. She also has a pair of big eyes and a small cherry mouth under a tall nose. It is really "crystal clear" that is often said on TV!

Of course, under the beautiful appearance, Xiang teacher also has a very understanding heart. Every time someone in the class doesn't hand in or write homework, the monitor often asks questions. It is the teacher who helps us "cover up" the past. Maybe it's a reward. Those students who often don't do their homework have gradually turned over a new leaf.

In the lecture, I also suggested to the teacher blindly: don't just look through the materials, but use your own hands and brains. I wrote this myself, so I can remember it quickly. Sometimes, our classmates play a little joke and hurt our stomachs-they laugh a lot. Xiang teacher will laugh with us, too. If we were other teachers, we would "run away" on the spot!

We are really lucky to have such an understanding and good teacher! Shouldn't we cherish and study hard to repay our teachers?

Cheng Saijun, Grade One, Tongcheng Experimental Middle School, Anqing City, Anhui Province

My Chinese teacher is a multifaceted figure. She is humorous, knowledgeable and beautiful. ......

65438 +0 her humor

In the first composition class, I wrote "Walking into the Gate of Junior High School". In order to introduce the theme, the teacher asked us a series of questions: "Do you like our school? What are you interested in at school? " As soon as the teacher's words fell, a classmate stood up, shook his penguin-like fat body and said, "Teacher, I'm interested in the school cafeteria!" " ""why? "The teacher asked curiously." There are snacks there! "The classmate shook his head and said seriously. I saw the meat on his chin like a thousand layers of cake. We burst out laughing when we heard his words. We thought that the Chinese teacher would severely punish this classmate who disturbed the class order. But the teacher said, "You don't just eat snacks, do you?" "Ha ha ..." Everyone laughed their heads off, and the teacher's humorous words left a good impression on me. This is our humorous Chinese teacher!

Second, her erudition.

I like the Chinese teacher's class. I was shocked by her series of compound sentence in the first class. The first beautiful poem kept popping out of her mouth. It must be a book with a lot of reading. I like her to lead us to open the door to astronomy and explore literature; I like her taking us around in the text; I like her to take us to a refreshing winding path; I like her friendly relationship with us. In her class, we are like young and energetic lambs, jumping happily on the boundless grassland of knowledge, laughing loudly, running with our legs stretched, being diligent and lively, which is our proposition! Her knowledge has a long history, just like the water in the sea, which can't be used up anyway. This is my learned Chinese teacher!

Third, her beauty.

She always wears beautiful clothes and wears a high bun. Every time I see her, a flower-like smile will bloom on her face. Let us always feel-"Wow, she is so beautiful!" My heart is warm and comfortable. But the beauty of a Chinese teacher lies not only in her beautiful appearance, but also in her diligence and ability. She took two courses. Although she is under great pressure, what we see in her class is still an energetic and confident teacher who takes us swimming in the ocean of knowledge. She always chooses examination papers for us to practice. She always carefully selects ancient poems in her spare time, so that we can happily pick up shells in the ocean of poems ..... This is my beautiful Chinese teacher!

This is my Chinese teacher. She is humorous and brings happiness to our class. She is knowledgeable and has opened a door to Chinese for us. She is beautiful and always works hard; She is ordinary, and there is something extraordinary in the ordinary. ......

The sixth grade teacher is a red candle, illuminating others and burning himself; Is a gardener, cultivating peaches and plums all over the world; It is fire that ignites the fire in students' hearts; It is a stone step, carrying the students to climb steadily step by step. You sow with words, cultivate with chalk, irrigate with sweat, and moisten with painstaking efforts.

Remember, my respected teacher? Do you still remember what you said to me at the school sports meeting? Never mind, you don't remember, let me tell you slowly, word by word.

I still haven't forgotten your love and meticulous care for me. The arrival of the school sports meeting made me fall into a bottomless pit with confidence, because there are too many masters. You seem to have read my mind, so you came up to me and said, "Don't be afraid, just do your own thing." At this time, I am full of confidence again.

But God forbid made me lose face in the competition. Here's the thing: when I was about to win, a brother's basketball suddenly fell. "What should I do? What should I do? " My heart beats faster and my steps get faster. I can't cross the road I gritted my teeth and ran over, desperate "bang!" I threw an onion, and I lost.

After the game, I secretly hid in a corner and began to cry. I thought: how did this happen? How did this happen? I can't believe I'm lost at this time. You're looking for me and think I'm missing. Later, when you found me there, you came with hurried steps. You read my mind again and said to me meaningfully, "If you want to succeed, you must work twice as hard as ordinary people." . The road to success is not always so smooth. There will always be bumps and thorns. Don't be scared away by the stormy waves, be calm, don't cry in the corner, stand up and stand up and face it bravely. "I didn't understand until today.

I can't forget, I can't forget your red and round apple face, I can't forget, I can't forget your figure-Miss Qiu.

You sow spring, ideals and strength with love ... Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring; Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship.