Thank you, so I understand tolerance; thank you, so I understand the value; thank you, so I understand the students' mission; thank you, so I understand Feng Meng, understand "the world is not ending feast." I thought last year that you will be fighting with us, but at the last moment was alive split open, past time, though, such as fireworks, fleeting memories but also the most beautiful.
Remember, you are transferred to the second half started. That morning, we are for the last language teacher walked sad and puzzled. Until you push the door the moment, the classroom will be instantly quieted down. You smile onto the podium, you pair of glowing eyes, as if to accommodate the entire world. And you are dressed in a beige coat, it seemed so refined.
Over time, we have to become more like you love your generosity.
I remember a deep recess, and like you are wearing a skirt clothes like shorts to class, I am very curious dress, then quietly reached out and pulled a kick to see a want to understand, you pat my hand, I immediately withdrew it, the students burst into laughter. Your cheeks looked faint smile, but no trace of anger, my face "shabu -" to look red, but that you smiled and said: I spit tongue, "can not satisfactory end up getting what!" fly like a back seat. Later, I know you do not even rude from the mouth of the students, you did not publicly reprimanded me. You know, teacher? At that time your image in my mind all of a sudden tall again.
Day fast flow to you but never in my image subvert hearts. I like your sentimental. That day, the window cold and windy, the house was silent, because your eyes turn red. Your little red eyes. The first is a naughty man angry red your eyes; the second time, the students are not motivated Cuihong your eyes, and this time, because the mother.
Teacher, you still remember that class, that section of the essay to explain the lesson? You play the song "candle in the mother," and as we read the description of the mother's essay for us. Teacher, does not matter how outstanding your ability to read, straightforward voice, no ups and downs pitch, not even a sentence pause, I understand your voice share our sincere than not. We watch your breath, your classroom that only clear and bright sound, like a lullaby-like, so harmonious, so quiet, without a trace of your brow wrinkled, after a trembling voice, eyes red, but that you can strongly refrained eyes mist as your character, never easy tears, never to cede ground. Touching sincere voice is still, as if this article is that you wrote to your mother, so true. After reading, you are forced to suck the nose, then embarrassed, said:. "I also remembered his mother 'students are gently smile, such as spring-like warmth waves in our atrium.
Maybe I'm not the favorite disciple teacher, but the teacher is most grateful to my mentor, as she told me the same: students do, you should do a good scores.
Also remember that you often say to us: "The test of our life is the most critical test to an exam is not good, it is not a focus on high school admission you do not have a good high school, relatively speaking, there is no good university. , good job, good life. perhaps you have never thought about the future of the road, do not ask to choose their own heart, not the burdens of their own mission as a student, but the teacher told you, I hope you can from today do everything, reflect the value of your life. "Maybe the teacher said, very complicated, but I had the teacher's words to heart. Unable to adhere in every night, we will be out carefully to see, something to motivate yourself.
Teacher, I am very grateful to you. Thank you for encouraging me in my most frustrated when, tell me life is not only a way for me to walk; thank you do not give up on me in my most wayward, tell me the value of life, should I look out for themselves; thank you my most difficult when, with eyes silently support me, tell me I can, and I will be that you believe me.
Jiang my dear teacher, I wish you students everywhere, Chunhui four times.
感謝有你，使我明白寬容；感謝有你，使我明白珍惜；感謝有你，使我明白學(xué)生的使命；感謝有你，使我懂了馮夢龍，懂了“天下沒有不散的筵席”。曾以為，后的一年將會(huì)是您與我們一起拼搏，卻在后關(guān)頭被活生生地拆了開來，過去的時(shí)光雖如煙花，轉(zhuǎn)瞬即逝，回憶卻也美麗。
還記得，您是在初一下半年調(diào)來的。那天早晨，我們正為上屆語文老師的不辭而別感到傷心與不解。直到您推門而入的那一刻，教室里便瞬間靜了下來。您微笑著邁上講臺(tái)，您那雙閃著光的眼睛，仿佛容下了整個(gè)世界。而您身著一件米白色風(fēng)衣，顯得那么精煉。
日子久了，我們愈發(fā)地喜歡您，喜歡您的寬容大度。
我深記得課間，您穿著一件像短褲又像裙子的衣服來到班里，我對(duì)這件衣服甚是好奇，便悄悄地伸手過去想揪一揪看個(gè)明白，您輕輕拍了一下我的手，我馬上縮回來，同學(xué)們哄堂大笑?？粗菩Ψ切Φ哪橆a，卻沒有一絲生氣，我的臉“唰——”地一下紅了，您卻笑笑說：“可越來越?jīng)]樣兒了哪！”我吐吐舌頭，飛似的跑回了座位。事后，我從同學(xué)口中知道了這樣做對(duì)您甚不禮貌，您卻沒有當(dāng)眾斥責(zé)我。知道嗎，老師？那個(gè)時(shí)候您在我心中的形象一下子高大了起來。
日子飛快的流去，您在我的心中的形象卻從未*。我喜歡您的多愁善感。那天，窗外寒風(fēng)凜冽，屋內(nèi)卻鴉雀無聲，因?yàn)椋难劭粲旨t了。您的眼眶很少紅。第，是調(diào)皮的男生氣紅了您的眼眶；第二次，是同學(xué)們的不上進(jìn)催紅了您的眼眶，而這，是因?yàn)槟赣H。
老師，您還記不記得那堂課，那節(jié)作文講解課？您為我們播放了歌曲《燭光里的媽媽》并為我們讀了描寫母親的范文。老師，您的朗讀能力并沒有多么的出眾，平鋪直敘的嗓音，沒有音調(diào)的起伏，甚至沒有句子的停頓，可我明白，您聲音里的那份真摯我們都比不來。我們屏息看著您，教室里唯有您那清晰明朗的聲音，像搖籃曲般，如此和諧，如此靜謐，您的眉頭不露痕跡皺了皺，聲音一絲顫抖之后，眼眶紅了，可您卻極力的忍住眼眶里水霧，正如您的性格，從不輕易落淚，從不輕易言敗。感人真摯的聲音依舊，好像這篇文章就是您寫給自己的母親的，那樣真實(shí)。讀完之后，您用力的吸了下鼻子，然后不好意思的說：“我也想起自己的媽媽了?！蓖瑢W(xué)們都輕輕地笑了，如春風(fēng)般的溫暖蕩漾在我們的心房。
也許，我不是老師得意的弟子，但老師卻是我感激的恩師，正如她告訴我的一樣：要做學(xué)生，就應(yīng)該做一個(gè)成績好的學(xué)生。
還記不記得您常常給我們說：“中考是我們?nèi)松袨殛P(guān)鍵的考試。中考考不好，就沒有一所重點(diǎn)高中錄取你，沒有好的高中，相對(duì)而言，也沒有好的大學(xué)，好的工作，好的人生。也許你們從來沒有想過以后的道路，沒有問問自己心中的選擇，沒有背負(fù)起自己作為一個(gè)學(xué)生的使命，但老師告訴你了，就希望你從今天起可以做好每一件事，體現(xiàn)你的人生價(jià)值?！币苍S老師說的很繁瑣，但我卻早已將老師的話銘記在心。在每一個(gè)無法堅(jiān)持的深夜，都會(huì)拿出來斟酌一下，激勵(lì)自己一番。
老師，真的很感謝您。感謝您在我泄氣的時(shí)候鼓勵(lì)我，告訴我人生不只有一條路供我行走；感謝您在我任性的時(shí)候沒有放棄我，告訴我人生價(jià)值，要我好自為之；感謝您在我困難的時(shí)候，默默用目光支持我，告訴我我可以的，我一定可以的，您相信我。
我親愛的蔣老師，祝您桃李滿天下，春暉遍四方。
Remember, you are transferred to the second half started. That morning, we are for the last language teacher walked sad and puzzled. Until you push the door the moment, the classroom will be instantly quieted down. You smile onto the podium, you pair of glowing eyes, as if to accommodate the entire world. And you are dressed in a beige coat, it seemed so refined.
Over time, we have to become more like you love your generosity.
I remember a deep recess, and like you are wearing a skirt clothes like shorts to class, I am very curious dress, then quietly reached out and pulled a kick to see a want to understand, you pat my hand, I immediately withdrew it, the students burst into laughter. Your cheeks looked faint smile, but no trace of anger, my face "shabu -" to look red, but that you smiled and said: I spit tongue, "can not satisfactory end up getting what!" fly like a back seat. Later, I know you do not even rude from the mouth of the students, you did not publicly reprimanded me. You know, teacher? At that time your image in my mind all of a sudden tall again.
Day fast flow to you but never in my image subvert hearts. I like your sentimental. That day, the window cold and windy, the house was silent, because your eyes turn red. Your little red eyes. The first is a naughty man angry red your eyes; the second time, the students are not motivated Cuihong your eyes, and this time, because the mother.
Teacher, you still remember that class, that section of the essay to explain the lesson? You play the song "candle in the mother," and as we read the description of the mother's essay for us. Teacher, does not matter how outstanding your ability to read, straightforward voice, no ups and downs pitch, not even a sentence pause, I understand your voice share our sincere than not. We watch your breath, your classroom that only clear and bright sound, like a lullaby-like, so harmonious, so quiet, without a trace of your brow wrinkled, after a trembling voice, eyes red, but that you can strongly refrained eyes mist as your character, never easy tears, never to cede ground. Touching sincere voice is still, as if this article is that you wrote to your mother, so true. After reading, you are forced to suck the nose, then embarrassed, said:. "I also remembered his mother 'students are gently smile, such as spring-like warmth waves in our atrium.
Maybe I'm not the favorite disciple teacher, but the teacher is most grateful to my mentor, as she told me the same: students do, you should do a good scores.
Also remember that you often say to us: "The test of our life is the most critical test to an exam is not good, it is not a focus on high school admission you do not have a good high school, relatively speaking, there is no good university. , good job, good life. perhaps you have never thought about the future of the road, do not ask to choose their own heart, not the burdens of their own mission as a student, but the teacher told you, I hope you can from today do everything, reflect the value of your life. "Maybe the teacher said, very complicated, but I had the teacher's words to heart. Unable to adhere in every night, we will be out carefully to see, something to motivate yourself.
Teacher, I am very grateful to you. Thank you for encouraging me in my most frustrated when, tell me life is not only a way for me to walk; thank you do not give up on me in my most wayward, tell me the value of life, should I look out for themselves; thank you my most difficult when, with eyes silently support me, tell me I can, and I will be that you believe me.
Jiang my dear teacher, I wish you students everywhere, Chunhui four times.
感謝有你，使我明白寬容；感謝有你，使我明白珍惜；感謝有你，使我明白學(xué)生的使命；感謝有你，使我懂了馮夢龍，懂了“天下沒有不散的筵席”。曾以為，后的一年將會(huì)是您與我們一起拼搏，卻在后關(guān)頭被活生生地拆了開來，過去的時(shí)光雖如煙花，轉(zhuǎn)瞬即逝，回憶卻也美麗。
還記得，您是在初一下半年調(diào)來的。那天早晨，我們正為上屆語文老師的不辭而別感到傷心與不解。直到您推門而入的那一刻，教室里便瞬間靜了下來。您微笑著邁上講臺(tái)，您那雙閃著光的眼睛，仿佛容下了整個(gè)世界。而您身著一件米白色風(fēng)衣，顯得那么精煉。
日子久了，我們愈發(fā)地喜歡您，喜歡您的寬容大度。
我深記得課間，您穿著一件像短褲又像裙子的衣服來到班里，我對(duì)這件衣服甚是好奇，便悄悄地伸手過去想揪一揪看個(gè)明白，您輕輕拍了一下我的手，我馬上縮回來，同學(xué)們哄堂大笑?？粗菩Ψ切Φ哪橆a，卻沒有一絲生氣，我的臉“唰——”地一下紅了，您卻笑笑說：“可越來越?jīng)]樣兒了哪！”我吐吐舌頭，飛似的跑回了座位。事后，我從同學(xué)口中知道了這樣做對(duì)您甚不禮貌，您卻沒有當(dāng)眾斥責(zé)我。知道嗎，老師？那個(gè)時(shí)候您在我心中的形象一下子高大了起來。
日子飛快的流去，您在我的心中的形象卻從未*。我喜歡您的多愁善感。那天，窗外寒風(fēng)凜冽，屋內(nèi)卻鴉雀無聲，因?yàn)椋难劭粲旨t了。您的眼眶很少紅。第，是調(diào)皮的男生氣紅了您的眼眶；第二次，是同學(xué)們的不上進(jìn)催紅了您的眼眶，而這，是因?yàn)槟赣H。
老師，您還記不記得那堂課，那節(jié)作文講解課？您為我們播放了歌曲《燭光里的媽媽》并為我們讀了描寫母親的范文。老師，您的朗讀能力并沒有多么的出眾，平鋪直敘的嗓音，沒有音調(diào)的起伏，甚至沒有句子的停頓，可我明白，您聲音里的那份真摯我們都比不來。我們屏息看著您，教室里唯有您那清晰明朗的聲音，像搖籃曲般，如此和諧，如此靜謐，您的眉頭不露痕跡皺了皺，聲音一絲顫抖之后，眼眶紅了，可您卻極力的忍住眼眶里水霧，正如您的性格，從不輕易落淚，從不輕易言敗。感人真摯的聲音依舊，好像這篇文章就是您寫給自己的母親的，那樣真實(shí)。讀完之后，您用力的吸了下鼻子，然后不好意思的說：“我也想起自己的媽媽了?！蓖瑢W(xué)們都輕輕地笑了，如春風(fēng)般的溫暖蕩漾在我們的心房。
也許，我不是老師得意的弟子，但老師卻是我感激的恩師，正如她告訴我的一樣：要做學(xué)生，就應(yīng)該做一個(gè)成績好的學(xué)生。
還記不記得您常常給我們說：“中考是我們?nèi)松袨殛P(guān)鍵的考試。中考考不好，就沒有一所重點(diǎn)高中錄取你，沒有好的高中，相對(duì)而言，也沒有好的大學(xué)，好的工作，好的人生。也許你們從來沒有想過以后的道路，沒有問問自己心中的選擇，沒有背負(fù)起自己作為一個(gè)學(xué)生的使命，但老師告訴你了，就希望你從今天起可以做好每一件事，體現(xiàn)你的人生價(jià)值?！币苍S老師說的很繁瑣，但我卻早已將老師的話銘記在心。在每一個(gè)無法堅(jiān)持的深夜，都會(huì)拿出來斟酌一下，激勵(lì)自己一番。
老師，真的很感謝您。感謝您在我泄氣的時(shí)候鼓勵(lì)我，告訴我人生不只有一條路供我行走；感謝您在我任性的時(shí)候沒有放棄我，告訴我人生價(jià)值，要我好自為之；感謝您在我困難的時(shí)候，默默用目光支持我，告訴我我可以的，我一定可以的，您相信我。
我親愛的蔣老師，祝您桃李滿天下，春暉遍四方。