When I was in high school, there was a teacher who taught me more than that in class.He was a very kind boy, 4 or 5 years older than us and taught us geography. We all liked to take his class, though geography was not our major course.
What impressed me a lot was his grace.You could see him always smiling.He got angry only when we were too noisy in class.After class,he often played soccer with us.He used to be a very believable defender and never fouled on any of us.
We all liked to call him "Teacher Miao" and he was just like a friend, not a teacher.His sonsy personality inspired me to be kind to everyone I met.That was my well-beloved "Teacher Miao".
Do you know who I admire most now? Yes, it's not a rich man with rich family wealth, nor a dazzling star, but a beautiful, kind and caring medical worker - "angel in white".
At present, it has been these medical staff who have been quietly dedicating themselves behind the epidemic. No matter in spring, summer, autumn and winter, they are standing at the front line of life. They kindled the hope of conquering the disease for the patients and restored the happy smile of the people. They were engaged in the sacred cause of rescuing the wounded and the dying. Because they had a pure and kind heart and were often dressed in white coats, they were given a good name of "angel in white".
In my impression, the medical staff are indeed "angels in white", they can give people a second rebirth, they can call up a new soul, they have made great contributions to the country and the people.
Unremittingly, the novel coronavirus pneumonia epidemic situation in our country has been gradually controlled. Although I don't know what time to end the war without smoke, I firmly believe that with the persistent efforts of these medical staff, we will win the tough battle as soon as possible.
"Angel in white" come on! You will always be the people I admire most!
my mother is the person i admire the most because she has the following good qualities. firstly, she is a tolerant person. she will be tolerant to other peoples mistakes including mine.
when i make a mistake, she will let me know why i am wrong and how i am going to do to correct them, rather than simply punish me. secondly, she is such a talented person who not only has great achievements in her work, but also can cook delicious food for my dad and me. although she is very busy at her work, she still accompanies me see the film and go to parks on weekends.
我母亲是我最敬佩的人,因为她有以下优点。首先,她是一个宽容的人。她会容忍别人的错误,包括我的错误。
当我犯错误时,她会让我知道为什么我错了,以及我将如何纠正错误,而不是简单地惩罚我。第二,她是这样一位才华横溢的人,她不仅在工作中取得了巨大的成就,而且能为我和我的爸爸做美味的食物。虽然她工作很忙,但周末她仍然陪我看电影和去公园。
People often said: "The teacher is hard gardener, nurturing us; teachers like candles, burning their own, warm with us; teachers are spring, to the childrens minds into the knowledge of nectar." Think of this sentence, I think My class teacher Xue Mingqin teacher, she is my most admired a person.
Xue is rich in knowledge, like an encyclopedia. In class, she asked us to read, browse, and lead us in the ocean of knowledge, looking for the correct answer. She took the trouble to explain to us how to sentence, sentence, modify the sentence ... ... She takes knowledge as a spring and water in our hearts. Some classes do not understand the students, Xue teacher always patiently explain to them, until the students gradually solved the mystery.
Xue teacher lectures are very vivid, impressive, we often heard fascinated. In our fourth grade textbook, there is an article "July Tianshan", her voice that sounds, brought us into the beautiful Tianshan, we seem to see the towering snow peaks, melting snow, green primitive Forest, soft mountains, flowers ...
Xue teacher taught a very set of essays, she said: "The text seems to see mountains do not like flat." She let me know the composition comes from life is higher than life, she found a lot of good articles, or students good writing let us enjoy. My composition is not very good, see the composition of a headache. Once I wrote an essay "lazy revelation", she felt very good, told me to get the school newspaper up submission. In her encouragement, I gradually have confidence in writing.
Suhomlinski said that a good teacher is a person who understands psychology and pedagogy. Xue teacher all things pass, I hit my heart to admire her.
I respect the people, he is very ordinary, he is cleaners. Cleaners, how ordinary ordinary names, and even a lot of people are reluctant to mention them. However, every corner of life has the footsteps of their step by step.
The cleaners used his hands in exchange for the neatness and cleanliness of our city. Dawn dawn, when the black sky is also set with a few sparse residual stars, they will get up, holding the most simple tool broom, in every corner of the street busy open. In the humble position on the unknown work, in order to bring our home to a clean, a beautiful.
Cleaners are not only industrious, but also selfless dedication. Whether in the hot sun or snow, 365 days a year, from the nonstop this simple and difficult task. But there are many people in life not only do not support them, but also with a contemptuous look to see, and some people do not talk about health, random littering, destruction of the city appearance, and these cleaners, do not feel ashamed?
The cleaners are small, but how noble they are. Through the honeycomb, I saw a little bee, they are nervously brewing honey, it is not like a cleaner? They also use their hardworking hands to our life brewing sweet honey.
Cleaners are the epitome of thousands of laborers, the years of the ring to witness their contribution to the community, face wrinkles crisscross, engraved with selfless dedication of the noble spirit, full of silver is thought With all this effort. They used the hands of labor to create a beautiful life.
我尊重人民,他很平凡,他是清洁工。清洁工,多么普通的名字,甚至很多人都不愿提及。然而,生活的每一个角落都有自己一步一步的脚步。
清洁工们用他的双手来换取我们城市的整洁。拂晓时分,当黑色的天空中还镶嵌着几颗稀疏的残星时,它们就会站起来,手持最简单的工具扫帚,在街道的每个角落忙碌地开着。在卑微的地位上默默无闻的工作,才能带给我们一个干净、美丽的家。
清洁工不仅勤劳,而且无私奉献。无论是在炎热的阳光下还是在下雪中,一年365天,从此不停地完成这项简单而艰巨的任务。但有很多人在生活中不仅不支持他们,还带着轻蔑的目光看,还有一些人不讲卫生,乱丢垃圾,破坏市容,而这些清洁工,难道不感到羞耻吗?
清洁工虽小,但他们是多么高贵。穿过蜂巢,我看到一只小蜜蜂,它们正在紧张地酿蜂蜜,它不是像个清洁工吗?他们还用辛勤的双手为我们的生活酿制甜蜜的蜂蜜。
清洁工是千百名劳动者的缩影,岁月的年轮见证着他们对社会的贡献,脸上皱纹纵横交错,镌刻着无私奉献的崇高精神,满是银装素裹的是这一切的努力。他们用劳动的双手创造了美好的生活。
I respect the people, he is very ordinary, he is - cleaners. Cleaners, how ordinary ordinary names, and even a lot of people are reluctant to mention them. However, every corner of life has the footsteps of their step by step.
The cleaners used his hands in exchange for the neatness and cleanliness of our city. Dawn dawn, when the black sky is also set with a few sparse residual stars, they will get up, holding the most simple tool - broom, in every corner of the street busy open. In the humble position on the unknown work, in order to bring our home to a clean, a beautiful.
Cleaners are not only industrious, but also selfless dedication. Whether in the hot sun or snow, 365 days a year, from the non-stop this simple and difficult task. But there are many people in life not only do not support them, but also with a contemptuous look to see, and some people do not talk about health, random littering, destruction of the city appearance, and these cleaners, do not feel ashamed?
The cleaners are small, but how noble they are. Through the honeycomb, I saw a little bee, they are nervously brewing honey, it is not like a cleaner? They also use their hard-working hands to our life brewing sweet honey.
Cleaners are the epitome of thousands of laborers, the years of the ring to witness their contribution to the community, face wrinkles criss-cross, engraved with selfless dedication of the noble spirit, full of silver is thought With all this effort. They used the hands of labor to create a beautiful life.
流星划落,那银白色的光芒在天空中划出一道美丽的弧线,我没有许愿,只是静静地坐着,仰着头,看着它,微笑,感受着它那转瞬即逝的美丽。轻轻的,真的是轻轻的,我内心深处的弦颤动了一下,几乎没有感觉,只是又想起了她的那些美好的曾经。
就在那一个炎热、宁静的夜晚,窗外的知了还在叫着,看着窗内那一缕还没“休息”的烛光,那烛光还在忙碌的身影,那一滴又一滴留下来的汗珠,一手在不停的工作,“沙沙”的挥笔声,瞧,她的眉头紧皱,嘴角发出“哎……”的声响,原来,半路来了个“拦路虎”,又是我们班的`糊涂蛋——王晓阳,只见满本的练习里画满了一个又一个红叉,“该怎样让这个人不在犯同样的错呢?”她严谨思索,突然,眉头一下子打开了,只见她拿来了一本笔记本子,埋头苦干起来,一滴一滴的汗珠打湿了她的衣裳。夜很静,经过很长的时间,她才把作业都批阅完,但她并没有休息,拿起语文书,专心致志地备课起来……
烛光却不眠不休,静静地静静地立在哪,默默的奉献它那剩下的生命……
早晨,空气是如此新鲜,窗内的蜡烛也熄了,只剩下那残留的蜡灰。“叮叮……”的上课铃声催促着我上课,我小跑进教室,正好碰见她,我和她对视了一下,她笑了笑,那微笑是多么爽朗,多么亲切,我许久才回过神来,只见她急促地走进教室,直径向王晓阳走去,从怀里掏出一本本子,那不是昨晚……看看老师,再看看王晓阳,那种为学生默默奉献,不求回报的力量,瞬间使我声泪俱下。回望过头,看着那本写满试题的本子,那残留的蜡灰,那深夜里忙碌的身影,那……使我对她的敬佩、恪守职责的精神而感动。
夏天和星空是和地上的森林一般神秘不可测啊。流星如顽童在青石板上任意抹画似地,在深蓝色的天空乱划出银亮的线条。一瞬间,便坠往不可知的所在了。那些她的曾经、她的精神也时时刻刻回荡在我的脑海里……
我最敬佩的人——孙老师。
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