The composition teaching of the teacher who moved me.

Composition 1: "Touching my teacher" touched me with 400 words.

One day, the news was broadcast on TV for three hours, and I was very moved. I still remember it vividly. I remember the story happened on March 3, 20051day. An old teacher who has been teaching for 30 years took the first and second grade students of Chengnan Primary School to a nearby school for an outing. When they crossed the zebra crossing outside the campus, a car sped by. Teacher Yin pushed six students walking in the middle of the road to the side of the road, but she fell in a pool of blood and never woke up. What a great teacher! I sacrificed myself to save my children, and I sacrificed my youth to teach my children how to behave. As the saying goes; Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. Come with a heart, not a blade of grass. It's a teacher. He is correcting students' homework and lighting the lights when everyone is asleep in the middle of the night. I once read in a book that a thin teacher had stomach trouble. Once, while he was giving a lecture, he suddenly turned blue, broke out in a cold sweat and covered his stomach with one hand. The student knew that the teacher had a stomachache and asked him to go back to rest. But the teacher took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket, swallowed a few tablets and continued his lecture. I shed tears when I read this article. I secretly decided to study hard and not let the teacher down.

Composition 2: "The teacher's love touched me. The teacher's love moved me. " 700 words of teacher's love moved me.

There are many kinds of love in the world, the love of parents is really great, and the love of teachers is the most selfless and powerful. -Inscription Time flies like running water, and many memories fade with the passing of days. But one thing impressed me vividly-the teacher's love moved me.

That morning, I was going to school with my schoolbag on my back. Grandma handed me an umbrella and said, "Li Qin, the weather forecast says it will rain today, so take an umbrella." I looked up at the sky. This is evident in Wan Li. How can it rain? I dropped my umbrella and ran out the door. Just after school in the evening, suddenly there was lightning and thunder, and suddenly the rainstorm poured down. All the students with rain gear went home, and the others were picked up by their parents one by one. My parents work in other places and only go home once a year. Grandma has a high fever these days and has an intravenous drip. I don't think anyone will pick me up. Look at the campus again, there is no one there, only the sound of rain. I am sitting alone in the classroom, anxious and hungry. Looking at the pouring rain outside the window, I couldn't help crying. At this time, a familiar figure appeared in the heavy rain. Ah,

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It's the teacher ~ the strong wind with heavy rain seems to engulf the teacher. The teacher struggled towards me. Didn't the teacher go to the hospital for an injection?

"Qin Li, come on, the teacher will take you home." The teacher came up to me as he spoke. "Teacher, why are you here?" "I just listened to your grandmother's nagging in the hospital, saying that you didn't bring an umbrella to school and no family came to pick you up. I came after intravenous drip. Come on, let's go ~ "Hold me in your arms.

At this time, it is raining harder and harder. The teacher's umbrella has been leaning against my side, and the heavy rain hit the teacher's face and body, and soon it was all drenched by the rain. Looking at the wet teacher and her pale face, I couldn't help crying again.

An umbrella holds up a sky, and the umbrella that the teacher loves guards my healthy growth.

Although it has been a long time, it always touches me, often inspires me and gives me strength to overcome one difficulty after another; Teach me to be a good person and study hard.

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Composition 3: "Composition about the teacher: Touching my teacher" 600 words composition about the teacher: Touching my teacher.

On Teacher's Composition: Touching My Teacher

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Since kindergarten, I have met many teachers, among which Mr. Sun touched me the most.

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When I was in the first grade of primary school, Mr. Sun was the head teacher of our class and also a Chinese teacher. When I first started school, I was a very modest student. I usually didn't like to talk much in class, but then something happened, which changed me a lot.

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I especially like telling stories since I was a child. After the opening of the class blog, my mother posted my article on the blog. When Mr. Sun saw my article, he commented on it and read it aloud in class, praising me and encouraging me to continue my efforts. When my classmates looked at me with envy, I felt particularly proud. I unconsciously raised my head and straightened my chest, like an eagle surpassing its altitude record for the first time. After returning home, I worked harder to write articles. Under the guidance of Teacher Sun, I finally published several articles. After that, my confidence became stronger and stronger, and I wrote more and more articles, getting better and better. Every time an article is published, Mr. Sun will read aloud in class and ask the students.

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I study. With teacher Sun's constant encouragement and guidance, I climbed mountains after mountains like an eagle flying high. Every time I climb a mountain, it will bring me new motivation and continue to rush up. When I look down from the sky, I can't believe I can fly so high. Slowly, I changed from a humble student to a sunny and confident student.

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Teacher Sun's insight into pearls not only changed me, but also changed many students in my class. Teacher Sun is like a sensitive detector, always detecting the advantages contained in us, inspiring them and making us better and better.

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Composition 4: "Touching my teacher" 600 words touched me.

The math teacher in Class 5 (2) of Shuangmiao Primary School, surnamed Hou, is a knowledgeable teacher. She is very serious in class, so we are all afraid of her. However, sometimes we don't understand the questions, and the teacher will teach us patiently. I remember that in the fourth grade, Li Jiashuo made a mistake in a question. Mr. Hou looked into his puzzled eyes and asked, "What's the matter? I don't know what's wrong? " Let me tell you something. "I told Li Jiashuo once afterwards, but when Mr. Hou asked," Have you learned? " Li Jiashuo shook his head. The teacher was in no hurry, and patiently taught again and again until Li Jiashuo learned. Teacher Hou said, "Please ask me if you have any questions. The teacher is not afraid of you asking, afraid that you don't ask, afraid that you don't know. " Then the students went to the lecture table and asked the teacher. The teacher explained it to everyone again and again, and the students all showed satisfied smiles. Although the teacher was tired and sweaty, he still smiled, smiling so happily and kindly, giving people a very considerate feeling, and we felt the selfless love of the teacher.

Because Mr. Hou is always serious at ordinary times, we tremble when we have math class. The teacher is pregnant with a baby these days, and we are all very happy. We thought Mr. Hou didn't have to bother as much as before, but I didn't expect the teacher to be more serious than before! Sometimes when there is no teacher to teach us, Mr. Hou becomes a master.

Come and give us a lesson. The day before yesterday, we should skip class and go to physical education class. As a result, the PE teacher asked for leave, and Mr. Hou kept giving us math lessons, and suddenly the teachers were not angry. At this time, Teacher Hou said, "I hope everyone will cooperate with me. My good intentions are all for you to get good grades and have a happy future. Learning is for your future. It is you who will suffer in the future. Please respect me and understand the teacher's good intentions. " The students pondered, and after a while, the class became lively. Everyone scrambled to answer questions, and the teacher showed a satisfied smile.

Thank you, Mr. Hou. We will remember your earnest words and take every step of life. We respect you and love you. You have worked hard!

Composition 5: Composition moved by the teacher's pains 1200 words composition moved by the teacher's pains.

The teacher's painstaking composition touched me.

I was moved by the teacher's painstaking efforts. Mr. Huang has been teaching in the Dam Village Committee for more than 10 years, and has almost become a strict teacher of the Dam Village Committee, which makes everyone admire him. I don't know how he is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. As for me, it was because of an unforgettable corporal punishment: being beaten by a board. It was a math exam. Before the exam, Mr. Huang took off the yellow and black teaching stick from the wall as usual, trying to tell us that our education is based on honesty. I will never allow anyone to fool themselves and waste time here. This is a waste of your time and mine. I'm too young to accompany you. Ok, let's start the exam. With that, he sat down behind the big oak desk, opened a book and turned it over. I barely made it halfway, but I was stuck. It was useless to try my best to do anything. So, I didn't care about Mr. Huang's ban and secretly said hello to my friend Yang Zhengxiang. Sure enough, Yang Zhengxiang's autobiography came with a note full of answers ~ I glanced at the podium in a panic, but fortunately he read carefully and didn't notice our little tricks. I quickly copied the answer to the test paper. The price of this cheating is first of all a long and difficult weekend (tossing and turning at night is difficult to sleep) (it has long been said that no ant in the classroom can escape Mr. Huang's eyes, so he is just playing dumb on purpose now. After careful consideration, I made up my mind to surrender with Yang Zhengxiangbai. On Sunday afternoon, we stood beside the teacher with trepidation: We knew we were wrong, and we will never do such a thing again, just my child. I am very happy that you can take the initiative to apologize. It takes courage and shows your kindness. However, since you made a big mistake, you must bear the consequences, otherwise, you won't really remember it! After that, Mr. Huang picked up our test paper, tore it into pieces and threw it into the progress wastebasket. We got zero in the exam, and when we saw him pick up the pine board, we were so scared that we couldn't even speak clearly. He made us stand at both ends of the table. We looked at each other and saw our embarrassment from each other's faces. Now you all lean back in the chair next to you and close your eyes one by one. This is not a good play. He said. I squatted on the back of the chair trembling. It is said that the more nervous people are, the more painful they will be. Who will the teacher punish first? 1 of pa, announced the start of punishment, it seems that (the teacher decided to deal with Yang Zhengxiang first. Although I was not beaten myself, tears came up: Yang Zhengxiang was in pain because of me ~ and then Yang Zhengxiang sobbed. Bang! It's Zheng-xiang Yang again. I dare not open my eyes.

Just added crying. Bang! Yang Zhengxiang was beaten again. He must be the last straw ~ I finally got up the courage: please don't hit Yang Zhengxiang again! You'd better hit me, it's my fault ~ Yang Zhengxiangbai, what's wrong with you? Almost at the same time, we all opened our eyes, crossed our desks and looked at each other piteously. Unexpectedly, Yang Zhengxiang blushed and said, What did you say? You've been beaten! Why, in doubt, we saw the teacher slapping a board on a cushioned chair with that board. Oh, I see ~ I am moved by the teacher's painstaking efforts ~ We are amazed by the teacher's educational methods. This is the corporal punishment we received, which is not painful, but memorable. How many times has this kind of corporal punishment happened in the decades when Mr. Huang taught? I don't know. Because most students who are lucky enough to get the seed selection board will be like us: while becoming admirers of Mr. Huang, they will enjoy this secret alone. The touch and gratitude at that moment made me remember my life and make me happy all my life ~

Composition 6: The 700-word "[Excellent Composition] Teacher's Love Moves Me" stepped into the former campus and asked about the strong scholarly atmosphere, which reminded me of your love for me, so warm, so warm ... Thinking of that unforgettable past, my eyes could not help but get wet. ...

I remember one time, you were always strict with me and didn't allow me to be negligent for a moment. However, I used to be a well-known "careless ghost" and always forgot to bring my homework. You are very angry, let me make up for it all, so that I can't drink and have fun with my classmates. This undoubtedly makes me hate your guts and have no mood to do other things, but the number of times I forget to bring something is getting less and less. Many years later, I realized that your good intention was to let me learn a lesson and not make mistakes again! Thought of here, a feeling of moving and awe arises spontaneously.

When I entered the teaching building, the office on the second floor reminded me again: I was so bad at that time that I couldn't understand what it was. You are shy, frowning and sad because of this. Finally, I finished another composition and told me, "Your calligraphy needs more practice." Take out this post and wave it in front of me. "Come to my office every noon to guide you!" This is undoubtedly another heavy blow to me who was unreasonable at that time-I won't play! Therefore, it is not uncommon for a boy to come in and out of the office with a sad expression every day. Now I think about it for the convenience of my future study and life! Thought of here, I can no longer hold back the tears in my eyes and let him slide down my cheeks. ...

Walking into your office, the layout is still the same, but you are not in that position. I waited for a while, the door opened and you came in. Seeing me here, you not only showed surprise, but also quickly told me to sit down and talk to me.

When chatting, I noticed that your face was covered with wrinkles, which was a witness of your fatigue. My eyes were filled with tears, as if I had seen the dribs and drabs of your previous education.

This is an invisible love that has moved me to this day. Teacher, you are so great!

Composition 7: Teacher, you moved me to the junior high school composition 800-word teacher, and you moved me to the junior high school composition.

(" 1288 15"); What a sacred name "teacher" is! Teacher, you are like a breeze, which brings me cool in hot summer; Teacher, you are like a secretly lit street lamp, bringing light in the dark; Teacher, you are like a towering tree, sheltering me from the wind and rain.

I remember one afternoon in the fifth grade, I sat in my seat and waited quietly. The sweat on my forehead is left bit by bit, and my heart is anxious. "Xiao Gan, what took you so long?" You just finished correcting your homework and ready to go home, and you saw a little me. I still remember you asking me in a questioning tone, "Why don't you go home?" ? Does your foot still hurt? I answered you with a little embarrassment: "Oh, I'm waiting for Xiao Gan. She went to the bathroom. My feet are almost ready. " "Small qian, go home. It is said that there is something at home. "After listening to your words, I'm a little surprised. Then how do I get home? You know, although your feet are almost the same, you still need someone to help you cross the road. You saw my worry and said with concern, "Come, I'll take you home." "Teacher, this how not bashful? You still have a lot to do! I can do it myself. "I haven't finished, you will pack my things and help me out of school.

On the way, in order to alleviate my pain, you # # taught yourself from this article: //.gkstk. end # always talks to me with a smile. Besides, I always want you to go home, which will delay your time.

But somehow, my foot tripped over a stone and I leaned forward involuntarily. At this moment, you pulled me so hard that I couldn't kiss the earth. But the opening of the wound really made me cry. But I can't cry. I have to pretend to be okay.

Otherwise, you will be anxious and waste time.

Instead, tears could not resist the inner pain and shed tears. You found me in tears and said anxiously, "The wound must have cracked. I can't walk." You were silent for a while, and then said firmly to me, "Come, I'll carry you home." Say that finish, you will squat down and make a' back' posture. Just when I was hesitating, you urged me. I'm finally dragged on my back by you.

I feel warm on your back, and a strange feeling flows into my heart. Looking at the sweat on your forehead, my tears flow down again. Finally, I go home, and you can go home, too. After saying goodbye to me, I saw that the sweat on your back soaked through your clothes, and I had an unspeakable taste in my heart.

The setting sun shines on you, and suddenly you feel like a great teacher.

Composition 8: "My teacher touched me" 700 words My teacher touched me.

Zack Zhang, Grade 6, No.2 High School, Youzi Township, Anping County, Hengshui City

Since I was sensible, many people and things around me moved me, but what moved me most was my teacher, xu teacher, a qualified teacher and a qualified teacher. She always studies hard in her spare time to improve her quality. She takes her work seriously; Treat students kindly; Be warm and friendly to your colleagues. He has made many extraordinary achievements in his ordinary post.

In the Wenchuan earthquake, there were many touching feelings, but what moved me most was my xu teacher. Let me tell her story!

Xu teacher was a hero in the earthquake. On May 2, 2008 12, 8 occurred in Wenchuan. 0.0 earthquake. At that time, our class was having classes on the first floor, and suddenly the whole house shook violently, and the students were frightened. I don't know what happened, but they shouted. At this time, the teacher shouted: "Don't panic, students. There is an earthquake. The students in front go out through the front door and the students behind go out through the back door!" " That's true, but I can't run and I'm shaking too much. The teacher shouted loudly, and with the help of the teacher, many students escaped. But with the shaking of the house, things began to fall, and the teacher tried his best to get the students out. Suddenly something fell and hit the teacher's leg. Rescuers arrived, but the teacher insisted on saving the students first, and the last one was the teacher, but the teacher was amputated because of a leg injury. What a good teacher! He is too young, so he is disabled. At the most critical moment, when death was coming, he didn't run away like an ordinary person, but risked his life to save the students.

Xu teacher is a good teacher and a good party member. He is not only a hero of our school, but also a hero of the whole country and even the whole world. At that moment, the whole world remembered her name. At this moment, my eyes filled with tears, and I was deeply moved by xu teacher's spirit of giving himself up to save others. It is often said that teachers are gardeners and cultivate students' growth; Teachers are candles that illuminate themselves and others; The teacher is a cornucopia, and all knowledge is given to the students. I sincerely wish xu teacher a happy job, a happy life and all his wishes for the rest of his life.

(Instructor: Xiao Chunyan)

Composition 9: "The teacher touched me" 400 words "The silkworm in spring will weave until it dies, and the candle will cry the wick away every night." Every time I read this sentence, my mind will see the teacher's daily hard work and concern for us. Teachers are trainers of our knowledge, educators of our moral education, and a bright light on our life path. She gives us knowledge, gives us care and gives us the direction of success. When I saw the teacher standing on the platform and giving us a lecture in a hoarse voice, my heart seemed to be pricked, and my heart was immediately surrounded by guilt, and I felt guilty all over. Ah, teacher, aren't you tired of teaching us when you are sick? Don't you need a rest? Seeing you clutching your stomach, change our homework and write the teaching content, and try to decompress us. Ah, teacher, are you a robot? Where does your motivation come from? Is it just that small part?

Salary? No, your motivation comes from us, we give you strength, and you treat us as your children. It is you who encourage us when we are depressed; When we win, you teach us how to win. Whether you turn a blind eye to us means pointing us in the right direction, or whether you feel dark to us or bring us light. Teacher, why do you always help us when we are in trouble? Teacher, you are our beacon.

When I saw the teacher standing on the platform and giving us a lecture in a hoarse voice, my heart seemed to be pricked, and my heart was immediately surrounded by guilt, and I felt guilty all over. Ah, teacher, aren't you tired of teaching us when you are sick? Don't you need a rest?

Seeing you clutching your stomach, change our homework and write the teaching content, and try to decompress us. Ah, teacher, are you a robot? Where does your motivation come from? Is it just that low salary? No, your motivation comes from us, we give you strength, and you treat us as your children.

It is you who encourage us when we are depressed; When we win, you teach us how to win. Whether you turn a blind eye to us means pointing us in the right direction, or whether you feel dark to us or bring us light. Teacher, why do you always help us when we are in trouble? Teacher, you are our beacon. Teacher, you will always move me!

Happy Teachers' Day!

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