I'm sorry, but I'm going to dominate the day today.

There is something to do at night, to go out more than 100 kilometers, it is estimated that I can come back in the middle of the night, I have time to make up, please understand!! Lao Jiu respectfully!!

Her clear eyes shimmer with confidence, her moving conversation exudes enthusiasm, and her sweet smile exudes sincerity. She seems to be ordinary and quiet, but she is a passionate teacher with great ambitions for the cause of education! She is my Chinese teacher in junior high school, Teacher Huang.

When I first met her, she had silver hair, looked as big as my grandmother, and was above the three-foot podium, introducing herself skillfully, speaking softly, and a warm current flowed into our hearts, like a spring breeze. The voice is gentle, but it faintly reveals a kind of amiable and unique majesty of a teacher. At that time, she smiled and said: Language is a beautiful big garden. In this beautiful garden, the teacher's teachings are still deeply imprinted in my heart today.

Gradually, after a long time of contact with the teacher, I found that she was like a child, laughing when she was happy, and sad when she was unhappy, and was very kind to others, and always tolerant of others' mistakes. She has an amazing eloquence that never ceases to surprise us.

She cares for our students, never gives up on them, tirelessly instills our language knowledge and skills, tirelessly guides us to choose the right path, and studies the causes of the ups and downs of our grades. During the class, she was very strict with us, which allowed us to see her profound knowledge and extraordinary insight, which made us enthusiastic about the language and made us look forward to learning.

The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry. After meeting her, I finally understood the value of this dedication, the true meaning of this spirit, and this indescribable persistence! She is like a spring silkworm, spitting out precious silk, and she is like a wax torch, burning out her youth. For the sake of education, she has dedicated her years like water, her unswerving determination, and her everything!

The road ahead of her is bright, she herself is the torch that illuminates the road, she also illuminates our road, makes us full of confidence and hope, makes us believe that tomorrow will be better, let us light our own torch, to illuminate the road of more people, give more people hope.

She is a good teacher. I think of a good teacher. Her dream will definitely have the day when the wind will break through the waves and hang on the clouds and sail into the sea!

When the mountain flowers are blooming, she will definitely smile in the bushes, leave a few wisps of fresh air, and be full of ease.