The second grade composition "Warm Campus" is 600 words (about the dragon and lion of Lieutenant Colonel)

At the age of twelve, the people I contacted the most were teachers besides my parents. Because of the teacher, I cried and cried very sadly; I smiled, and I laughed happily. I have forgotten to laugh, but I still remember crying.

I clearly remember that it was a sunny day. I skipped in the school corridor, because I won the first place in the mid-term math exam and was praised by my parents and teachers. Suddenly my deskmate rushed over and grabbed me, mysteriously saying to me, "Did you hear that? The math teacher won't teach us tomorrow. " "Don't teach us? Why? " I asked in return. "I don't know. I also heard it from others. " At that time, I thought she was just joking and didn't take it to heart. The Chinese teacher came into the classroom when the bell rang. She said to us seriously, "classmate, I have bad news for you." Teacher Tang, who has been with you for four years, will leave us tomorrow. " "Why?" I don't know who asked. The Chinese teacher said: "Mr. Tang is a substitute teacher, although he teaches very seriously and loves education very much." He is old and young, and his meager salary is not enough to support his family, so his wife wants him to quit his job and start a business. "Listen to the teacher, the whole class was silent, I like a bolt from the blue, tears. In the past four years, the scene of teachers getting along with us day and night has clearly emerged in front of my eyes: when my mother first brought me into the campus, I saw that the first teacher was you. You stroked my head and said to me, "Welcome, little friend!" " "Let me feel your kindness; When you didn't finish your homework for the first time, you only said to me earnestly, "The teacher believes that this is the first time and the last time." When my grades dropped, what I saw was a note sandwiched in my exercise book, which read "Failure is the mother of success"; When I got good grades, I heard your earnest warning that "pride makes people fall behind"; When I was in trouble, you shed sad tears like a mother who hated iron ... I finally couldn't help crying and the whole class sobbed. ...

Several years have passed, Mr. Tang. Are you okay in another country?