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1.教师节英语作文范文

　　Teacher's Day is coming. I want to send a gift to my beloved teacher.

　　What would you like? Send a bunch of flowers? A little poem? No, I want to use the brush in my hand to draw a portrait that can best express my feelings to the teacher. First, draw the teacher's hair. Due to overwork, a little white hair appears on the teacher's head too early. I devoted myself to painting and looked at the silver hair in my pen, which reminded me of my memories.

　　One evening last summer, there was a sudden rainstorm. The students were picked up by their parents one after another, leaving me alone. My mother was on a business trip and my father was busy at work. Looking at the dark day, I couldn't help crying on my seat. My heart kept calling: Dad, why don't you pick me up! At this time, a hand was gently placed on my shoulder. I thought it was my father and jumped up happily. It's a teacher. I'm a little embarrassed. The teacher dried my tears and said, "ah, it's so big that it still falls golden beans!" I couldn't help laughing. I looked up and saw the teacher's white hair. I was so grateful that I didn't know what to say. On the way home, I felt the teacher trembling. It turned out that the teacher was afraid of me getting wet and put most of her raincoat on me, but half of her body was drenched. I was moved to tears.

　　Draw the teacher's hair and eyes. On the drawing paper, the teacher's eyes are like stars in autumn night, kind and bright, as if looking at me kindly. That day, in Chinese class, I saw the toy oil pen on the desk. My hand itched. I unconsciously stretched out and played secretly under the desk. It happened to be seen by the teacher. She looked at me with reproach and concern. I felt guilty and quickly put my hands on the table and listened to the teacher carefully... Looking at the teacher's portrait and her kind eyes, my respect and affection for the teacher deepened further.

　　Ah! Dear teacher, I love you!

2.教师节英语作文范文

　　For us personally, from small to large, we have been blessed by our teachers. On the road of life, it is the teacher's earnest instruction to teach us the truth of life; On the way to knowledge, it is the teacher who enlightens the mind with science, inserts ideal wings for us, and lets us roam in the ocean of knowledge.

　　Whenever I think of my teacher, it seems that a spring breeze blows in front of me. It was so warm and genial, like a silent drizzle, slowly blowing open the beautiful flowers at the bottom of my heart.

　　Teacher, do you remember that lunch break? The students were sleeping on their desks. Suddenly, there was a strong wind and rainstorm outside. Bursts of cool wind blew into the classroom, disordering your hair and students' clothes. You are about to get up and do something. Suddenly you seem to think of something and sit down again... Oh, I see you take off your high heels, walk gently to the window and close the window quietly. Ah! Teacher, are you afraid to wake up the sleeping children! Teacher, do you know? At that moment, I felt like a child living in the arms of my mother. At that moment, I think you are like a wisp of spring breeze, quietly blowing past us.

　　Teacher, do you remember that hot afternoon? We met at the entrance of the stairs. I said, "Hello, teacher"! You smiled sweetly, came over and gently pulled my collar: "is it hot?" Suddenly, you found those red and swollen vesicles on my neck and asked with concern“ Ah! What's the matter? Did the mosquito bite? " I nodded gently. I didn't expect you to bring me mosquito repellent toilet water the next morning. At that moment, I was surprised and moved. Looking at the envious eyes of the students, the bottom of my heart seems to pass a wisp of spring breeze, warm and happy.

　　teacher. You know what? Until now, I often think of you and take out the clothes you gave me... When the spring wind blows, I seem to see you again.

3.教师节英语作文范文

　　In the summer night, the cool wind is blowing, the cicadas are chirping continuously, and the moon is looming under the cover of the clouds. The light and dark are changeable. It is as beautiful as the immortal's dream left in the world

　　This reminds me of a poem you often say, "people have joys and sorrows, the moon has cloudy, sunny, round and short, this is difficult to complete in ancient times." Yes, you are our teacher and our friend. Even though you have been separated for several years, you can still remember your past.

　　You are our teacher, a dedicated teacher. That year, near the end of the term, some teachers and students in the school got the flu, and you unfortunately caught it, and it became more and more serious, but you still insisted on teaching. Looking at your weak body under your white shirt, our hearts trembled violently due to coughing, which made our hearts uncomfortable. After that, you sent a classmate to the hospital to see a doctor, and you also registered for an injection. When you came back late at night, you still corrected the test papers for us despite the doctor's instructions. Later, I heard from other teachers that we only have deep admiration for you.

　　You are also our friend, a close friend. Your class is humorous and vivid. I remember when you were talking about a formula, you suddenly said, "look, this method is more convenient than instant noodles." The whole class burst into laughter and the dull classroom suddenly became active. You often subsidize some students with financial difficulties in the form of "reward" to maintain their self-esteem in a subtle way. They often joke with us after class, leaving us many happy memories. This is also your charm.

　　You often say, "people have joys and sorrows, the moon has cloudy and sunny, and the country lacks. It's difficult to solve this problem in ancient times. I hope people will be long and beautiful together. " Even after many years, we will remember your kindness to us. You are our teacher and our friend. Here, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you.

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