On the occasion of Teacher's Day, I would like to extend my best wishes to my teacher.

How time flies! In a blink of an eye, I am already a fifth-grade student. I've forgotten a lot when I think of the past, but the teacher in grade three impressed me deeply. From the outside, she is amiable, but meticulous in class, and the spring breeze turns rain into rain. I haven't said a word of tiredness for several classes in a row. Only when she settles down her students after school can she feel at ease. Can such a teacher not be admired?

Teacher Jing's consideration for others is more worth learning. On a spring outing, we went back to school early. Before our parents came to pick us up, the teacher took out his mobile phone and called his parents anxiously. I said I could go home by myself, but he objected, "You are not safe, let your family pick you up."

Another time, a boy in our class had a bad temper. In a rage, he threw a box of milk out and hit Mr. Jing's glasses. The teacher's eyes were bloodshot, but he was not angry. He said to her, "Nothing, but I didn't hit anyone." What a good teacher!

After each exam, those who do well will be rewarded, and those who do badly will be encouraged. After the game, if she doesn't get good grades, she will try her best to stabilize us. Tell us not to lose heart. So the students like her very much.

On Teacher's Day, I deeply wish my teacher: Happy Teacher's Day, you have worked hard!

When I entered the first grade, I got to know my Chinese teacher, He Laoshi. He has a loud voice and speaks quickly, and he has a neat Liu Haier.

At school, she affectionately called us "Jin Doudou". She teaches us to read and write like her mother. She teaches us reading in many ways: collecting students' signatures, trademarks, signboards, tree names, idioms and road names, enriching our knowledge and increasing our literacy ability and quantity! Anyway, she can always come up with many ways that others can't.

In the winter vacation of senior one, she read four books and wrote six diaries for us primary school students who didn't have a laundry list of words. During the winter vacation, she often sends short messages to my parents to recommend good books and encourages us to build a blog to participate in the scholarly classroom activities of the school newsletter.

In the summer vacation of senior one, under her repeated encouragement and urging, the blogosphere of our class began to grow rapidly. We study hard, keep diaries, write interesting stories and write about things that happen around us. After the summer vacation, our class was awarded the title of "scholarly class" for the first time, and I was also awarded the title of "scholarly family".

I was so excited that I didn't know what to say when I stood on the platform of the school and received the award from the team counselor, Mr. Qiu. I knew this happiness was due to He Laoshi's encouragement and supervision like her mother!

The second grade came, and the teacher arranged a weekly diary for us. At the beginning of next semester, the class selected 14 students to write class diaries, which gave us a good exercise in writing.

If the Chinese teacher is a "mother", then the math teacher is a "father".

Speaking of our math teacher, Miss Gao, although she is small and exquisite, she is as strict as her father. Once, I accidentally left a page missing on the dictation card. When she found out, she left me in the classroom and didn't let me go home until I finished writing. Looking at her stern eyes, I dare not do less homework anymore.

At the end of the first grade, I took part in the math contest and won the third prize. I am very depressed. The teacher also called my mother to enlighten me and let me have confidence in myself.

She was pregnant with a baby in the summer vacation of Grade Two. My classmates and I miss her very much because she gave birth to a baby and will not continue to teach us next semester. But, you see, as soon as the assembly number of grade three blew, she immediately returned to our side.

At school, He Laoshi and Miss Gao are like our parents. There are seventy-four golden bean sprouts in our family (He Laoshi said that I have been in the third grade and upgraded to golden bean sprouts), just like their baby. What a happy family!

Teacher's Day is coming, I don't know how to express my feelings for teachers. Therefore, from now on, I will listen carefully in class, study hard, observe discipline, unite my classmates, help those in need, and repay your hard work with my best results!