Dear Mr. Zhang
Hello!
We all say that the teacher is like a candle to light our way forward and let us thrive. Regulations the flower of building the motherland!
I think you are more like a great gardener, nurturing the blooming flowers of the motherland.
You are also a bridge for us to connect the long river of history and the blueprint of the future.
Teacher, you have also developed a lot of our study habits.
Let's finish the second part of the lesson. With two courses, we not only understand the text thoroughly, but also accumulate a lot of good words and sentences.
Composition class, you guide us more seriously, often boring, plain class into a rich content of a class, it is so, each of our students' writing level has made different progress.
Teacher, you did not pay a lot for me... Flowers return nature with its rich fragrance. I want to thank you for my progress in study!
I wish you:
Good health and happy New Year!
pupil
Hello teacher:
I am very happy and excited about the new year. Today is the new year's eve of the new year's Eve. In the afternoon, I helped my father hang a Chinese knot Also go to the florist to buy all kinds of colorful flowers, dress up as a happy home. In the evening, we went to my grandmother's house to have the new year's Eve dinner. Before the new year's Eve, our two-year-old brother Dudu saw the rich dinner on the table and said, "Wow! There are so many delicious things In the new year's Eve dinner, we eat with relish and drink the corn juice made by my grandmother. It's really sweet in the mouth and sweeter in the heart. Everyone is very relaxed and happy. After dinner, everyone went to set off firecrackers. Before they started, they saw the same bright flower in the night sky, red, yellow, blue, green, purple Colorful, beautiful! My father bought me my favorite morning light fireworks, I took one, my father lit it with incense, saw beautiful sparks flying out of the fireworks, I used it to draw countless small circles.
I'm going home. When I get home, I turn on the TV and the Spring Festival Gala begins. The comic dialogue inside is so interesting! It's so funny that you can laugh. It's really nice! It sounds so good that people can't help but follow hem. The dance inside is so beautiful! It's so beautiful that people unconsciously jump up. After the Spring Festival Gala is over, my father and I went down to fight the closing gun and went home to sleep.
Best wishes
happy new year
Dear Yong
Hello! Thank you for accompanying us to grow up, let us feel the loving care of a mother, you work hard every day, let us learn more knowledge.
I remember one time I and some dictation did not get 100 points, so I have to stay to review the dictation. It was more than five o'clock at that time. I still didn't get all the dictation right the second time. You said to us, "it's too late, go home! Review well and dictation tomorrow. " In the afternoon of the next day, I didn't get 100 points, so you left us to tutor alone after class from Monday to Friday, but I never got 100 points. So you are very angry and ask, "Wang Ziyi! Why didn't you get 100 points? Think about it. Is that your level? " It's already more than six o'clock after you severely criticized me. You let me go home to review and dictation next time. Later, I finally got full marks through hard work. I also remember that you told me to study hard and steadfast!
Oh! Mr. Yong, you are more like us. No matter how hard you work and how angry you are, you also patiently teach us to learn. You are really a good teacher!
I will study hard in the future and live up to your expectations.
I wish you success in your work and happy every day!
Your student: Wang Ziyi
Dear don: Hello!
Unknowingly, I came to class 3 of grade 20xx for more than a year. In one year, I have known many children who have studied with me. As an excellent head teacher, your careful care and tireless teaching are deeply imprinted in my mind. For us, you would rather become a candle, burn yourself, and light our bright future.
The growth of small trees is inseparable from rain and the care of the gardener; the beautiful fragrance of flowers is inseparable from the soil and the company of bees; our growth is inseparable from the teacher's teaching. Mr. Tang, every little bit of this year, I will never forget it!
In life, you are always so meticulous. In class, as long as there is a classmate who is not comfortable, you will send him to the health care room. When you come back, you will always ask "how is it? Is it better?" Lunch, you also let all students eat meat, let us eat with health. These two points alone are enough to show our love for us. In learning, you have always taught us carefully. Every time you learn a word, you always ask us to read and memorize hair step by step, and explain the meaning repeatedly. If we do something wrong, you usually teach us as sternly as that, but I know that behind this sternness lies the tenderness of a loving mother.
Mr. Tang, it is you who have cultivated countless national pillars with your own sweat and youth, but you are so unknown. Finally, I want to say to you loudly: "thank you, teacher!"
Dear teacher
Hello!
I'm writing to you again. It's the new year. 20xx is coming and 20xx is coming. Do you look forward to the holidays again and again, just like us? But every time we go home, we are speeding up our separation.
Forgive the students for talking about such a sad topic in this jubilant time. 20xx is the difference, it is tension, it is pressure, it is sentimental. 20xx will change a lot and take away a lot. It will take away our best three years and the time we spend together. It passed, it will never come back, leaving only memories. What is good as long as the heart is together, isn't it even more painful when the heart is together but people are not around? It also said that there was no emotion at that time, and it came true when you said that you would walk away. However, the feelings between you and us have been deeply rooted and can not be broken at all, so it is inevitable to be sad.
There is no feast that will never end. We have been together for three years. Isn't it just a gift from God? Teacher, you should believe that it is fate to meet us and good fortune to meet you. Over the past three years, we have cried and laughed together. When we have to leave, we can't help but stir up emotions. At this time, no one will feel superfluous. No one's heart is made of iron. You should know that everyone has been remembering your good, your smile and the way you stand behind the door in the past three years. Even if you are angry, you will always come to the class unconsciously and take a look at us. You are really worried.
But your worry is not in vain. Now, although some people have learned to smoke, drink and make friends, those people are still grateful to you, but they are not good at expressing themselves. In other words, Thanksgiving is like "fruit of human body". Once it blooms in three thousand years and bears fruit in four thousand years, its seeds are planted in my heart early. Although it grows slowly, it has great power when it grows.
You said that in the self-study class, we don't study hard. We look at the watch and glance at the teacher. We are so cute. But when you are looking at us, we are also looking at you. Moreover, you look up and you always frighten us.
The last excellent diary of this semester has changed. It is not happy and naive, but full of sadness and maturity. In that class, everyone was thinking of something in their hearts. It was from the heart and could not be covered up. It was the most significant excellent diary ever.
I think there is no literary talent, like every excellent diary, everyone will think hard about what to write. Even if they do, they can't write anything. But now, writing this topic, everyone has a lot to say. As long as the heart, is a good article.
Old wusky once described the scene of a year: when we came back one day and wanted to see you, you had to call the guard and tell them to let us in before we could enter the campus. Come to your class, not only you and me, but also a group of students waiting to grow up like us at that time. Looking at them, I think of myself. What happened in the New Glasgow is unfolding in front of us. However, people are not those people anymore.
It's so sad. Old wusky is great.
At noon, I have been dreaming for half a day. In the dream, we have graduated. All of a sudden, everything moves up, and the essence is condensed into a small world. It's just in the air, playing everything we've been doing for three years. When it disappeared, we all cried, and simply broke into the small world. Everything in the small world has not changed at all, that is our three years, but we can not touch it. We saw our performance at that time, so proud. I saw you and wanted to talk to you, but you ignored me. I envy myself at that time, tears stop in the eyes.
Teacher, how I wish that small world really exists! Teacher, the feelings of the past three years are not clear. I can't find any words, a sentence to describe our previous feelings, which only those of us who have experienced can understand. But everyone wants to express, cherish and grasp.
Teacher, thank you! Thank you for your meticulous care when we are ill, thank you for your restraint when we indulge, and thank you for the punishment when we make mistakes. Each of us is a piece of white paper, you can sketch everything on it. Thank you for sketching so many beautiful things, bitter and sweet, let us have a good start.
Teacher, I'm sorry, please forgive our treason. Every time we make a mistake, you will say, "or a child?" this is to comfort us, but also to comfort yourself. But we don't understand you. We always misunderstand you, blame you, get angry with you, and dislike you all day. It's not good here and there. In fact, we also know that you are indeed a good teacher.
Teacher, please forgive these children, please fall in love with these children, please remember these children These children will never forget you.
Elves