For ten years, in that distant memory, I have a pair of bright, firm and divine eyes that have always given me encouragement and strength. Those are the eyes of my most respected teacher.
My teacher has a pair of bright, firm and divine eyes, which can penetrate our minds and penetrate our hearts. Although his youthful face was engraved with the traces of the years; his haggard face was exhausted, but the teacher’s piercing eyes always gleamed in my heart...
How many evenings, when the Wanjia lights went out, the lamp on the teacher's desk was still on, emitting a tireless light. Every day I have to review the piles of homework. Not to mention, it is also a headache. This has to be a kind of hardship for the teacher. At that time, the teacher's eyes were full of helpless and tired eyes.
The teacher is like our good friend, and he often talks with us. The teacher's eyes on us are always full of friendly eyes.
Teacher, do you remember some time before the next semester of seventh grade? During that time, my grades dropped abruptly. I couldn't get more than one hundred points in almost every exam, and even one hundred points was out of reach for me at that time. Whenever I am distracted in class, your eyes seem to be watching me, and I seem to see your eyes filled with disappointment. Later, you talked to me and talked to me like a friend, hoping that I could return to the excellent me. At that time, I looked up in your eyes and saw that your eyes were full of hope and expectation. After returning home, I reflected on myself and made up my mind to study hard. Since then, my grades have remained excellent, you also showed a knowing smile, and there is no lack of joy and joy in your eyes.
You always tell us the main points of the exam with heartfelt words, but we don't seek to make progress, we only care about fun. You will always be very distressed about this. A few days before the first monthly exam in this semester, you dedicated a few classes to teach us calculation questions, in order to hope that we will not lose points on calculation questions during the exam. However, when you came to check our calculation problems that night for self-study, you were really sad. It took such a long time to teach us calculation problems, but only a dozen students in the class can do all the right things, which really disappoints you. At that time, I seemed to see the tears in your eyes, telling your helplessness and sorrow.
Standing on the podium, facing our group of disobedient students, sometimes you don't know what to do, but you have always embraced us with your broad heart. In the face of our mistakes, you rarely accuse us face to face, you always educate us with your eyes full of magical power.
There is a song that sang well: "The days when Ren Feng flipped through his back, the candlelight swayed the memory into the figure of a child, and the soul of the teacher was dignified by the setting sun..." Perhaps, this is just a small song, and it does not reveal all the connotations of being a teacher , But we at least felt a kind of holiness and stalwart of dedication.
You are like a candle, igniting yourself and enlightening students; your eyes are like sunlight, illuminating our hearts.
Your eyes are not big, but they are piercing, and seem to have a magical power. When I am proud, your eyes make me ashamed; when I am discouraged, your eyes lift me up. When I encounter difficulties and setbacks, when I lose my confidence and stop moving forward, I seem to see your firm and bright eyes again, spurring me and encouraging me, so that I can overcome difficulties. Confidence and courage!
Teacher, we will never forget your eyes full of spirit and power! Although far away, it is still clear!