Some time ago, my mother bought a computer for me to use, and it was also connected to the Internet. The first thing I do when I come home from school every day is surfing the Internet. Once my mother asked me about my homework, and I lied about looking up the information. In this way, I spend a lot of time surfing the Internet every day. As a result, academic performance went from bad to worse. I only got 89 points in the monthly Chinese exam.
Teacher Liu's eyes are anxious. On this day, the teacher informed me to look for him in the afternoon. I had butterflies in my stomach and thought: What's the matter, is the teacher going to criticize me or praise me?
When I came home from school at noon, my grandmother prepared my favorite vinegar shredded potatoes and cooked my favorite egg soup. But I didn't have the heart to eat at all, and I didn't even look.
In the afternoon, I came to the office timidly. The teacher asked, "What's wrong with you these days? Your homework is untidy, and there are many mistakes, even the simplest questions are wrong. You only got 89 points in this exam. You didn't get more before. What is the reason? " I said without thinking, "I had a headache during the exam." "Have a headache? You forget all your knowledge when you have a headache? Besides, do you have a headache every day? Why didn't I see you sad after class? Why does it hurt in class? Tell the teacher what the reason is. "
Looking at the teacher's eager eyes and thinking of his usual concern for me, I had to tell the teacher about surfing the internet. After listening to my words, the teacher pondered for a while, stroked my head and said eagerly, "We can surf the Internet at ordinary times, and we can use the Internet to help us study, look up information and solve problems." But what about you? Affect the study. "
I also stressed: "I didn't surf the Internet until I finished my homework, so there should be no problem."
"You are wrong, we can surf the Internet after finishing our homework, but what did you do online? ! "The teacher seems to know my online group building. Then he said, "you should ensure the quality of your homework, be clean and tidy, and don't fall down carelessly." Besides, if you don't listen to my advice, the internet addiction will get bigger and bigger, and the result can be imagined. "
Hearing this, my heart was touched. Yes, the teacher is right. I shouldn't be addicted to the internet. I should concentrate on my studies The main task of students is to study. I want to get rid of the bad habit of indulging in the internet and be a good student with all-round development.
Thinking of this, I said to the teacher, "Thank you, teacher, I understand." . . . . . "
Teacher, you are like a lamp, illuminating the way forward for me; You are like a compass, showing me the way; You are like a warm current that moistens my heart, dear teacher, I love you!
Hello, classmate. Seeing your studious attitude, I spent an hour correcting this composition for you. You can post your composition online and ask someone to revise it. Very good! Like it! First of all, I explained that what your teacher told you was useful, and you realized it yourself. Really played the role of the network. All right!
Your composition can be illustrated by one thing: your teacher is your respected teacher and the theme is clear. No digression. One thing I suggest you do is to work hard on language and learn how others use language and how they use language skills. I believe you will write a better and more beautiful composition! Come on, students!
You know, I'm also a teacher, teaching Chinese in the fourth grade. I will send you some of my compositions, and we will communicate with each other. Okay？ ! I really want to be your friend. Ha ha.
Tomorrow is my mother's birthday. What gift should I give my mother? I am still a primary school student and have no money to buy gifts. But I still want to give my mother a present. I thought and thought, but I still couldn't figure it out.
At night, I lie in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. My mother's thin figure flashed in my mind over and over again.
When I was four years old, my father abandoned me and my mother to find his happiness. I have to live with my mother alone. I remember one night in early summer, I suddenly felt a headache and felt hot all over. My mother found that I was ill and rushed me to the hospital. My mother carried me behind her back and walked on the country road with one foot high and one foot low. The sky still flashes from time to time. I bumped into my mother's back. Suddenly, my mother fell down because I was on my mother's back and didn't fall to the ground. But when my mother got up, I felt that my mother was already limping. After intravenous drip, it is already dawn. Mom sent me home, and she went to sell vegetables again. In order to make a living, my mother set up a stall to sell vegetables.
Another time, it was my birthday, but I was not sensible at that time. I saw that other children's toys were beautiful, so I asked my mother to buy them for me. I know that only on my birthday can I ask my mother for anything. But mom didn't buy it. I don't know how mom feels. Mother repeatedly explained that money is used to buy rice, oil and salt. But I still insist on buying it. My mother was in a hurry and slapped me. I was shocked by my mother's behavior and cried sadly. My mother cried, too She held me in her arms and we all burst into tears. Later, my mother looked at me, wiped my tears and said to me, "Don't cry. When my mother is rich, I will definitely buy a good toy from you. " I don't know why, but I suddenly became sensible. I also wiped my mother's tears and said, "mom, I will never buy toys again." Stop crying. "
The night is so beautiful, thinking of everything my mother has done for me, I sincerely feel that my mother is so simple. Although she is thin, she is tall in my eyes. She deserves my admiration. Suddenly I thought of a gift. Yes! Use this gift. I smiled in the dark when I thought that I had a gift for my mother.
At noon the next day, I came home from school and my mother had come back. I also made scrambled eggs with tomatoes, which I like.
"Mom, come on, today is your birthday. I'll give you a present."
"What gift, son?"
"Come here."
Mom came over, so I moved a stool to sit her down, took out a comb to help her comb her hair (because I got up early, I didn't have time to comb it myself), and helped her tidy her clothes.
"Mom, you know, I have no money. . . . . . I have no money to buy you a birthday present, but. . . . . . But when I grow up and have money, I will definitely buy you a lot of birthday presents! "
I looked at my mother affectionately with my eyes, slowly raised my little hand over my head and gave my mother a team gift from a Chinese Young Pioneers.
By this time, I was in tears. My mother looked at my hand over my head and was shocked to hear what I said intermittently. She held me in her arms and burst into tears. . . . . .
Mother and son cried for a while. My mother pushed me away and wiped my tears. She said, "Son, mom doesn't blame you. With you around, mom is the best birthday present. We don't cry. " I also help my mother dry her tears. . . . . .
Mom, although I gave you the simplest birthday gift-a team gift, I gave you the highest respect!
Mom, I love you!
hope
When the morning star rises, the moon gradually puts away its bright silver light, hanging on the horizon like a curved boat, and the sun's brilliance can't wait to stretch out of the ground. There are starlight, moonlight and glow in the sky. The river lies quietly in the embrace of the earth, and it reflects the morning light. There are starlight, moonlight and glow. Reflect with the sky It's already late autumn, and the leaves have returned to their roots.
Chen Chen and I sat on the dam at the entrance of the village, looking at the east, waiting for your return. That day, at this time, you told me that you were going on a long trip. I asked you why. You mysteriously waited until you came back to tell me. What's the big deal about being a teacher in a rural primary school?
I don't know when the morning fog has dispersed, and the distance is hazy, so I can't see clearly where the sky is and where the ground is. You know, my heart has already flown to your side; Do you know that there is someone who is worried about you, and that person is me; You know, you won't be angry with me when I say it's no big deal.
The sky gradually became clear and the fog slowly dispersed. Chen Chen and I are still sitting on the riverbank looking forward. Honey, when will you go home and come back to me?
There is a figure in the distance, it's you, yes, it must be you! I stood up excitedly. Chen Chen also stood up. But why is there a figure in the back, a smaller one? No, you went out alone. How can you come back alone? My heart cooled down and I sat down again.
Two people get closer and see clearly, and one of them is you. I stood up and ran to the market. You saw me running to the market. Finally, we hugged each other. I don't care about the morning next to me, including the children. What did you do when you went out? Who is this child? Now you can tell me. You just told me seriously that a student in your class dropped out of school because of family difficulties. Students go out to work with their parents. You go out to find the parents of the students to do the work, and bring the students back to continue their studies.
I look at you, at the child in front of me. A pair of big bright eyes are full of longing. I see, I see your intention. . . . .
The sun smiled. Today is a sunny day. Tomorrow must be a beautiful day, because today's sun holds up the hope of tomorrow.
My teacher
I became a teacher, but I am still impressed by my teachers, especially Ren. I didn't come to school until three years after I graduated from normal school. I was my head teacher at that time. The figure of about 1.7 meters is not handsome, but it is also very energetic. At that time, Sanqi's hairstyle was very fashionable. They have small eyes under them.
The nose is slightly flat, the glasses you wear often fall off, and then you use your ring finger and middle finger.
Pushing up with glasses, followed by majestic eyes. My classmates and I are in awe of this kind of look. He is wearing a Chinese tunic suit, and usually the buttons are tightly buttoned, even the first button on it is no exception. But he also has a habit of unbuttoning from top to bottom in the middle of class. He was so absorbed in his lecture that he couldn't unbutton his buttons. No matter how boring the text is, listening to him will find it interesting. Although Mr. Ren's tone is a little girly, his expression of shaking his head and talking to himself is still in my mind. Other students and I especially like his class.
Teacher Ren also has a hobby, which is playing football. He divided us into two teams when he had PE class. Of course, he is one of them. Before the game, he stressed that hugs were not allowed, and there were other rules. It turns out that the teacher is tall and we are all low, so it is easy to hold his legs. Of course, we promised to return, which is not so much compared with the game. It is difficult for us to get the ball when the teacher has the ball. He turned around suddenly and dumped us easily. I had to hold his leg. The game is over. We are satisfied with the teacher, but not with the teacher. The teacher was glad that he scored our goal and won. We are glad that the energy is released, and we play with the teacher.
Before Mr. Ren came to our school, all the films were shown in other places, so he had many stories, especially about the war. The cultural life at that time was very boring. Besides watching movies, he also listens to stories, and of course there are not many books. Sometimes in the third class in the afternoon, we clamor for the teacher to tell stories, and the teacher will take advantage of this. When we sometimes don't listen so much in class, don't do our homework seriously or do our homework slowly. He said, if you don't listen or something, I won't tell the story this afternoon. Ahem! This move is still very clever. We sat down to listen at once. When we found that other students couldn't sit well, we pulled his skirt and winked at him to sit well. Of course, that classmate also got the message.
Time flies, so many years have passed in a blink of an eye, but childhood life still often appears in my mind. I still find it so interesting.
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