My teacher's sixth grade composition

No matter in school or in society, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition, which can improve our language organization ability. So have you ever studied composition? The following are nine compositions written by my teacher in grade six, which are collected for reference only, hoping to help you.

My teacher's sixth grade composition 1 I have a gentle teacher, her name is Zhang Youli, and we all affectionately call her Miss Zhang.

I remember once, I only got 80 points in dictation in class. I thought Mr. Zhang asked me to stay in order to severely criticize me, but Mr. Zhang used his rest time to help me correct my mistakes. With the careful guidance of Teacher Zhang, I got a score of 100 next time.

People say that teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others. Others compare teachers to hardworking gardeners who water and fertilize our seedlings every day.

This is my teacher, a gentle and considerate teacher.

The weather was bad that day and I haven't seen xu teacher for many days. The substitute teacher is still dancing and talking at the podium. I feel empty. Climbing up the table with the word "Xu" on it made me scratch my heart.

As before, I must have stood upright and listened to xu teacher's lecture with rapt attention. Whenever the teacher gives me firm eyes, I am always full of enthusiasm for learning; Whenever the teacher gives me a suggestion, I'm all ears. But that's all. We also broke xu teacher's heart. We will make mistakes again and again, the teacher will be angry, and she will educate us. She will scold us when she is excited. Isn't this wrong? At this time, we will sink our heads and avoid the teacher's eyes. I thought, is this what we want? Obviously not. There is nothing wrong with the teacher, but he always finds fault with himself again and again, but we believe the teacher's reasons again and again. I think we are wrong. She even sacrificed her health for us. The red wheel sets in the west and the jade rabbit rises in the east. I don't know if the teacher is asleep, but I know there must be our homework on the teacher's desk, as well as some bottles of medicine and a bowl of cold water. The next day, I dragged my tired body and struggled hard. We really laughed. Hey! Too much is missed and too little is done. As the days passed, the teacher's health could not hold on, but the quality of xu teacher's lectures never changed. It was not until the day before xu teacher was ill in hospital that we ended the class with laughter.

Turn around and talk about that day. Somehow, the sky suddenly cleared up, the blue sky reflected white clouds, and the sun repeated its route. I am walking on the playground. Suddenly, I saw a man. I thought to myself, how does that man look like xu teacher! I trotted after her.

Hey! Oh, my God, it really is! Although I know Mr. Xu, I am not Mr. Xu. She is much more embarrassed than before, and her face is haggard. It seems that the disease has tortured the teacher. I'll catch up and say hello. The teacher touched my head with a smile and asked me a sentence. I still remember it clearly: "Son, how are you studying?" I paused, thinking: Let me study as soon as xu teacher comes back, which shows that she has been worried about our study. I can't help secretly picking a big finger to praise. What else can we worry about learning from such a teacher? Before I could answer the teacher, Miss Zhang, the substitute teacher, rushed over and saved xu teacher from crying. At that time, what was revealed was true feelings, which no one could replace. I really wanted to photograph it with a camera at that time, but I firmly believe that it has been deeply imprinted in my heart and won't go away.

Although years have separated us, xu teacher will always be in our hearts. This is the treasure in my memory, our-xu teacher.

My teacher's sixth grade composition article 3 My Chinese teacher is a disabled person. He had a high fever when he was a child and ended up with polio. The length difference between his legs is more than a few centimeters, because these centimeters were rejected by Peking University, and he became a teacher of teaching and educating people and became my Chinese teacher. For me, I was lucky to meet him; But for my Chinese teacher, fate seems unfair!

While helping the world, poverty and immunity. This is the first sentence he gave us. I didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence before, but later I gradually realized that this sentence contains great wisdom and great wisdom. This is the ideal and values that a literati should have, and it is also the direction I pursue. His Excellence and Excellence are obvious to all of us. He is knowledgeable, strong-willed, charming and humorous. Quiet as a virgin and moving like a rabbit, he stayed motionless for a whole afternoon as soon as he read a book. But the disabled body will not stop the ideal flight, and many new things in our city are introduced by him.

After being rejected by Peking University, he went back to our city to study at Normal University. In the first two years, he was silent and didn't communicate with anyone, even with teachers, classmates and family. He would rather stand for an hour than answer the teacher's question, but he clearly knows the answer. Two years of depression made him decide to commit suicide in despair! When he waded into the river, a big wave woke him up and awakened his courage to sleep for two years. "I can choose to leave, and the pain and sadness can only be borne by my family." So he survived. At that time, we were talking about Shi Tiesheng's Me and Ditan, and the same experience reminded him of his own * * * and memories of the past. Although he wears sunglasses, the crystal tears are still clearly visible. As Huo Yuanjia said before he died, living is never a person's business!

His choice left him a sound ideal and reality, and also gave us the power to move and progress!

When Teachers' Day is coming, I think of the hard work of the sixth grade teachers and teachers this year. ...

Talking about teachers: Chinese

Teacher Yue, from the strangeness of entering the first grade to the disappointment now. Yes, six years will soon pass, and we are leaving! Teacher Yue is very beautiful, smiling, tall and slim, and always dresses beautifully and neatly. Teacher Yue's smile gave the students a lot of encouragement. When Mr. Yue is in class, after class, he always walks over when he meets his classmates. Miss Yue is always busy at school. After giving us lessons, she has to deal with school affairs. Always let Han Jiangtian (Mr. Yue's son) go home by himself. He has to work late at school. But the teacher doesn't seem to be tired. On Sunday morning, he helped some of our classmates practice their handwriting. What a good teacher!

Talking about Teachers: Mathematics

At the beginning of this year, a bad news came that the math teacher had changed, not Mr. Zheng! All the students in our class want to cry. Teacher Zheng is also a teacher who has followed us for five years, and so are the students!

The class is finally about to start, and the new teacher is here. He is a male teacher, surnamed Zhou, named Zhou Zunwen. The teacher speaks with a little local dialect, not pure Mandarin. The teacher gave a quick lecture, then did the problem and finished. What's more, the teacher comes to give lectures at night. It doesn't matter if he speaks for more than an hour.

Just say that he recited the courseware last night and said that he would take an open class, so he should preview it first. As a result, I talked for more than an hour, and Mr. Lian Yue squeezed out all the time he wanted to talk ... However, I still think the teacher gave a good lecture. Listen carefully, I'm going to mention math this year! After all, teachers are good teachers who have handed over many graduating classes. Strict teachers make excellent students. Come on!

Talking about teachers: English

The English teacher hasn't changed. She is also our strict English teacher-Miss Zhu. Teacher Zhu sometimes wears glasses and sometimes doesn't. Teacher Zhu must have only one impression of the poor students in the class-fierce! Teacher Zhu is really fierce, but he is kind to students, copying texts, words, dictation words and sentences; There is even a team leader to supervise! Isn't this all about improving the grades in the class? Teachers are strict and demanding, but people with poor learning go their own way, and they don't want to think about their teachers' pains!

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Every teacher has a set of teaching methods. Only let the students adapt, not that the teacher should adapt to the students, we should also study hard according to the teacher's method. Teachers' painstaking efforts, teachers' tiredness and teachers' hard work are all for students! Trying to speak and prepare lessons is also for a good classroom atmosphere and quick learning. Students, the best gift for teachers is our efforts. Brilliant flowers are not like beautiful gifts. ...

Article 5 of my teacher's sixth grade composition "The silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and the candles will dry the wick every night." I think this sentence is the most appropriate to praise Mr. Jiao.

Teacher Jiao has yellow curly hair and a pair of crescent-shaped eyes embedded under her thin eyebrows. Although the eyes are small, they are amazing, as if they can talk. She is small and thin, weighing less than 90 Jin, but she is so tall and powerful in my heart.

I remember that on the first day of the third grade, we sat up straight in the morning class. But after a while, several students moved around like oil under their butts. Teacher Jiao saw it and didn't say anything. He just looked at them with his talking eyes, and they sat straight. They persisted for a while, and then they twisted. Teacher Jiao said with a smile, "Some students love sports very much, but they have to wait until class is over before going outside!" " We laughed and the little guys flushed. They sat up straight and listened carefully until the class was over.

Another time, because I had to attend an instrumental ensemble rehearsal, my Chinese homework was a bit sloppy. Teacher Jiao found me after reading it and asked me to go to her office. I came to the office in fear and trembling. Without saying anything, Teacher Jiao found a chair to sit me down and kindly asked, "Niu Niu (my real name), why is your handwriting so ugly?" "I'm attending an instrumental ensemble rehearsal, and it's too late." I feel quite wronged. As soon as I finished, tears rolled down my cheeks like broken beads. "You can't lose Jin Doudou so easily, be strong!" With that, Mr. Jiao took out a paper towel to wipe my tears and continued, "If that's the case, I'll reduce your homework, but you must write straight, okay?" I sobbed and nodded. "Well, it's time for class. Dry your tears and go to class! " Teacher Jiao stroked my head and said. In class, Mr. Jiao reported the names of students whose homework was ugly yesterday, but didn't report them to me. She said: "There is another classmate whose handwriting is ugly for special reasons, so I will not pursue it." Suddenly I felt that she was so thin on the podium and became very tall. Since then, every time I do my homework, I am clear-cut and meticulous.

Teacher Jiao is a hard gardener. She not only taught me knowledge, but also taught me to be a man. I am deeply grateful to her!

My teacher's sixth grade composition 66 years of primary school life rushed by, too late to retain. What is ushered in is junior high school, which is a new study and a new challenge. Junior high school is the first crossroads in my life and the first turning point in my life. In the busy middle school, I met my new head teacher, tian teacher, who will accompany me through junior high school.

The first time I met tian teacher was when I reported for school. At that time, I just entered middle school and entered the strange environment of Baotou Steel No.3 Middle School. I'm nervous, at a loss and looking forward to it. Seeing the teachers sitting on wooden benches in a serious way and looking critically at every student who came to report for duty, my heart was even more uneasy.

When I found the newspapers in Class One everywhere, I saw tian teacher at first sight. Tian teacher is wearing a pair of glasses, with a smile on his face and an affable look. I don't know why, when I saw tian teacher, my original nervous mood relaxed. When the report arrived, other teachers took their students back to the classroom and talked a lot. tian teacher didn't, but let us visit the school freely. Relax, the hanging heart is put down.

Not long ago, we went to military training. In the dormitory, tian teacher told us how to make the bed and how to take care of ourselves. Although learning is very important, we should have a healthy body. Tian teacher often visits us. But during the training, many students cried and felt uncomfortable. Tian teacher ignored them, because the teacher knew it was military training, and the purpose was to exercise our will. In fact, the teacher wanted to comfort the students, but the teacher held back and pretended not to see it for us and our future.

Usually in class, the teacher gives us lectures seriously and takes every student seriously. After class, if students have questions they don't understand, ask the teacher. Tian teacher will give a detailed explanation step by step in class, telling us to look at the problem from different angles and think about it.

Although Teacher Hotan only studied together for a few days, I think tian teacher is an excellent teacher.

The seventh article of the teacher's sixth grade composition impressed me the most is the head teacher who teaches Chinese in my primary school.

She was in her thirties when she taught me. She is not tall, and her eyes seem to speak. In my memory, she is a gentle person.

Her class is very interesting and humorous, which makes every student in the class very interested in listening to the class. She speaks clearly, persuasively, easily understood and succinctly. Listening to her class, I don't know anything before class, but I will unconsciously understand it during class.

After class, she also led us to sing and sing. Although she is not a music teacher, the cadence, ups and downs, high and low tunes and different emotions in that song are all taught by her, which makes us sing vividly.

During the usual recess, she takes us to the "green corridor" downstairs. There, she asked us to observe all kinds of plants carefully and look for their respective characteristics. After our observation, she also introduced them to us one by one, which increased our knowledge of plants.

She loves reading, and loves to lead us to read articles in cadence in the morning, and savor some profound and beautiful sentences in the articles. I remember that many holiday homework is just reading. Since the third grade, we have been asked to extract and teach us to annotate books. In the first grade, she read us some interesting stories, which made the students listen carefully and cultivated our interest in books.

Now that I think about it, didn't she cultivate my good habit of reading?

She also attaches great importance to our calligraphy practice and lets us pick one up every day. I write well now, thanks to the habit of practicing calligraphy at noon every day at that time.

Teacher! Do you know how much your students appreciate you

After I went to junior high school, my teacher stopped teaching me. From then on, I separated from my teacher.

Of course, there is a reason why we treat "hippo" like this. His verbosity will drive you crazy. Maybe you haven't experienced the taste of a topic being taught a lesson by him ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ When handing out exercise books, the hippo told us to read the topic carefully, and also told us to take out the revised book to correct it (I don't know why the teacher is so inaccurate, is this the legendary powerful voice? ) hey! "Hippo" began to talk again, and the calculation was repeated 50 times (hehe ~ ~ ~ maybe a little exaggerated).

If Hippo is just a little wordy, but the lecture is vivid, that's fine. But "hippo" is not only wordy, but also boring in class. On average, I yawned 20 times in every math class this semester (fortunately, this didn't affect my math grades! )。 Haima's boredom in class can also be reflected in the trash can in our class: all the students in our class fall in love with the trash can inexplicably, and rush to take out the garbage every day, seven or eight times a day, even if there are two scraps of paper. So every time I throw garbage, the trash can is empty and praised by the class teacher. Thanks to Hippo, because his class is really boring, all the students want to take out the garbage, which can save a period of physical and mental torture, and Hippo doesn't know it. Don't think we call him a hippo. He is as heavy as a hippo. On the contrary, he goes back and forth like a gust of wind. When I was in class, I was doing little tricks casually when suddenly a gust of wind blew past me. I looked up and found the hippo standing in front of me. Oh, my God, that's terrible! ! ! Hippo asked me seriously, "Yunmeng, what did I just say?" "I ... I." I was speechless. The boy next to me laughed at me, which made me so angry! So I suffered the first penalty stand this semester. ...

This is my nagging hippo teacher.

My teacher's sixth grade composition article 9 "Ah ah ... I'm so bored!" " "I threw the pen into the trash can angrily and pushed the whole person on the chair.

After finishing my homework on Monday, my mother threw me two Olympic math volumes and went to work. "Can't I have a good rest on Saturday?" I screamed at the sky. So as soon as my mother went out, I threw my pen into the trash can. Although the topic is a bit difficult, I will consider it. I hesitated to pick up my pen again. As soon as I wrote the topic, my heart became inexplicably agitated. After finishing the three questions, I finally couldn't help it again, and my anger couldn't help but "rub". "bang!" I slammed my pen on the table. "I quit!"

I threw myself on the bed, put on my headphones, clicked on the comics in my mobile phone and read them with relish. "boom! Hey! " There was a loud noise in the living room, followed by a series of completely nonstandard words. I immediately bounced out of bed, opened the door like an active volcano was about to erupt and shouted, "Grandma, what are you doing?"

Grandma wearing reading glasses smiled and turned around: "I'm studying!" " "I take a closer look, grandma is listening to Nami's box with her mother's old mobile phone! I was shocked again: "how can reading a text make such a loud noise?" "Grandma smiled apologetically like a child who did something wrong." I'm looking for a pen and paper. "Disturb your study?" I shook my head. I'm not doing my homework at all. I'm afraid I'll be laughed at if I tell anyone, right? A 63-year-old man is studying and a child is playing with a mobile phone! I went into the room and picked up my pen again.

Through this incident, grandma taught me to be studious and diligent, and she became my teacher from then on. Grandma's words and deeds always affect me.