请老师参加教师节英语作文【一】
灯光下的她是那么专注，一手拿着一条淡绿色的手绢，一手拿着绣花针，认真地绣着，额头上渗出了密集的汗珠。她绣着绣着，想起了白天劳动课上老师布置的作业：每人回家绣一条手绢，明早带来，希望每个人所绣的手绢都能烙在老师的脑子里。“哎哟，好疼呀!”原来她想着想着走了神，手指给针扎了。她吹了吹手指，又绣了起来。
“铛，铛，铛……”桌上的老座钟敲了十下。“梅，时间不早了，快睡吧!”从里屋传来了声音。“知道了，妈。”她嘴里虽这么应着，可手还没有停下。她又想，如果老师能够表扬我那该多好啊!
想着，绣着……也不知过了多久，终于绣好了。她看了看这条手绢，简直不敢相信自己的`眼睛，多么美丽的图案啊!上面绣着粉红色的荷花，碧绿的荷叶上面还有两颗露珠，配上像湖水一样的手绢，显得十分逼真。欣喜过后，她把手绢折好，小心翼翼地放进书包。她躺在床上，带着甜甜的笑容进入梦乡……
梅，一个中学生，成绩一般，长相也一般。她很文静，不爱说话，是一个普通到不能再普通的女孩子。因此，没人注意她，老师也没有关心过她，甚至至今还不知道她的名字呢。她的心愿就是得到老师的关注，使自己也能够时时被老师提起。这次对她来说，无疑是一个绝好机会。 第二天早上，她怀着愉快的心情来到了班上。她急切地等待着劳动课的到来。可是时间老人似乎在刁难她，每一节课都过得那么慢。她终于熬到了劳动课。大家都把手绢放在桌上，老师踱着步子，走来走去观看大家的作品。她激动极了，在心里默念：“老师，快来看我的手绢吧!”时间似流水，眼看就要下课了，可老师始终没有“光临”她的座位。她绝望了，彻底地绝望了……
突然，老师的身体一点一点地向她移来，近了，近了……她的心中又燃起了希望，心蹦到了嗓子眼上。可是，老师停住了脚步，停在了她的上一桌。就在此时，放学的铃声响了。她的心凉了，凉遍了全身。她呆呆地坐着，她的心在流泪。在她的心灵深处，她的心声在回荡：老师，您为什么不来看我的手绢?这手绢是我花了不知多少心血才绣成的，您知道吗?我也需要您的关心呀，哪怕是一句批评的话语!老师，请您记住我，好吗……
请老师参加教师节英语作文【二】
刘老师，今天是周一，别让那几个调皮的同学（包括我在内）伤了您的好心情。周一是一周的开始，有了一个好的`开始，接下来的生活就会更美好哦。所以，刘老师，消消气，消消气！
刘老师，您笑起来的样子很甜，很美。班里同学，最喜欢的就是您笑了。可是，刘老师，您却不常笑，是不是因为我们太调皮了，亦或是因为您是班主任呢？如果是因为您是班主任，那您就多笑笑吧，就算是班主任，那也应该有笑的时候吧？我觉得，笑容是最美好的东西，它可以抵御烦恼，它可以带给你快乐，它还可以让你消除一切烦恼的障碍，让快乐暖流直达你心间。
所以，刘老师，我希望您能多笑笑。我知道，面对我们的调皮，您如果不批评，那我们就一定会很放肆的。我和同学们，都习惯了，因为，您是班主任，如果您不发脾气，那还是我们的班主任吗？呵呵，其实，人嘛，有快乐就有悲伤，有烦恼就有喜悦，有坚强就有软弱，但我和同学们还是喜欢坚强、快乐的刘老师哦。
刘老师，还是那句话，笑是人最纯洁的表达，请您以后：务必要多笑笑！
此致
敬礼
日期：20xx.3.26
发件人：马昕琦
请老师参加教师节英语作文【三】
Dear teacher:
Hello!
Time flies. In a flash, we are in Grade 5. In this fruitful golden autumn, we welcome teachers day with the intoxicating fragrance of flowers.
When we walked into the gate of experimental primary school, we saw your kind face. You taught us to add, subtract, multiply and divide. Its also you who lead us into the door of knowledge and give us the golden key of knowledge Treasury. Lets work hard to find and explore. Maybe when our childish words may hurt you, but you still regard us as your naughty children.
No sunshine, no flowers, no teachers, no poets, writers, no famous Goldbach guess!
How many times have we seen you carefully correcting your homework? You are staring at it in detail, line by line, page by page. You wont leave until you have seen it. Because you know its childrens wings and steps. At this time, when we see you, we would like to hand over a cup of cool tea and say: teacher, you have worked hard! Some people say that the teacher is the gardener and cultivates talents from generation to generation. I think thats right. You are the gardener. We are the seedlings in spring. Your sweat is on the strong green leaves and your smile is on the bright flowers! No matter how busy and tired you are, you always appear in front of us full of spirit to teach us knowledge. How much effort have you paid for our growth and how many good nights have you sacrificed. The wrinkles on your forehead engrave a thousand threads of love; the white hair on your sideburns records years of hard work. Just as we will never forget our parents who have nurturing grace, we will never forget you, our enlightenment teacher.
Write this, we want to say to you, teacher, you are the angel in our heart forever!
Teacher, we are here to bless you: happy holidays, good health, young forever, the world is full of peaches and plums!
Best regards
Salute!
