导语：说起老师,在我的学习生涯中,我遇到了许许多多的好老师。下面是yjbys

作文

我的老师英语作文_第1篇：

she, with a small roll of hair perm, white delicate and pretty face with a pair of glasses; she, start to spirit, always has a sweet smile on his face, like a kid sister moon under the brush; she, speak practise spanination to beautiful expression, often make us crazy. guess who is she? to tell you the truth, she is used to teach us chinese teacher zhou.

mention teacher zhou, everyone in our class like her very much, she is very knowledgeable, every chinese classes on told us a lot of extra-curricular knowledge, sometimes tells us some moving stories, from these stories, we know a lot of human reason.

in life, the teacher more like our mother, she kind of discourse and always takes good care of the for each of our students.

in the second grade, with appendicitis operation is in the hospital. postoperatively, the second day of anesthetic lost "efficacy", edge began to dull ache, i feel comfortable lying in bed, have been secretly tears, while mom and dad every possible way to comfort me, but to no avail.

when my tears, a familiar figure appeared in the door, she is miss zhou. see big miss zhou single-handedly carrying a bag of fruit, with one hand holding a bunch of flowers to me. i was shocked, i never thought for weeks teacher would personally to the hospital to see me.

"wang hui, good points, not cut it must be very painful, but i trust you are the most brave! you want to cooperate with the doctor, hurry up rehabilitation, teachers and classmates also waiting for you back to school." miss zhou kind words like a sweet hot springs flow into my heart, i silently nodded.

when he left, miss zhou also don't forget to repeatedly asked me to take the sidelines, pay attention to rest. looking at the week the teacher far of figure, i once again fell in tears, but it was moved to tears, tears is the tears of happiness...

她，烫着一头微卷的长发，白净清秀的脸上带着一副眼镜;她，走起路来精神抖擞，脸上总挂着甜甜的微笑，就像小朋友画笔下的月亮姐姐;她，讲起课来娓娓动听，时常把我们听的如痴如醉。猜猜她是谁?告诉你吧，她就是以前教我们语文的周老师。

提起周老师，我们班每个同学都非常喜欢她，她知识非常渊博，每次上语文课都会给我们讲很多课外知识，有时还会给我们讲一些动听的小故事，从这些故事中，我们明白了许多做人的道理。

在生活中，周老师更像我们的妈妈，她亲切的话语中总透露着对我们每一个同学无微不至的关怀。

在上二年级时，因得阑尾炎开刀住院了。术后的第二天，麻药失去了“功效”，刀口开始隐隐作痛，我躺在病床上感觉浑身难受，一直暗暗流泪，尽管爸爸妈妈百般安慰我，但都无济于事。

正当我伤心落泪时，一个熟悉的身影出现在了病房门口，她就是周老师。只见周老师一手拎着一包沉甸甸的水果，一手捧着一束鲜花向我走来。我惊呆了，我怎么也没想到周老师居然会亲自到医院来看望我。

“王慧，好点没，伤口一定很疼吧，但老师相信你是最勇敢的!你要好好配合医生，快点康复，老师和同学还等着你回校上课呢。”周老师亲切的话语像一股甜甜的温泉流进了我的心田，我默默的点点头。

临走时，周老师还不忘再三嘱咐我要好好养伤，注意休息。望着周老师远去的背影，我又一次落下了眼泪，但这泪是感动的泪，是幸福的泪......

我的老师英语作文_第2篇：

i read grade four, taught my teacher has several. but left me the deepest impression is my now the teacher in charge - stone teacher.

this teacher, more than 30 years old, of medium height, heavy, he treated us with motherly love.

remember once, a lesson that's homework. the classroom was silent, only hear the students write "rustling" sound. suddenly, i don't know who is shouting "report", the students to raise head, look in arms, hand students guo-bin chen saw four group over his nose, blood coming down along the fingers, the teacher asked me, and lifted him out of the classroom.

the teacher, like a pot of oil in the classroom, boiling up, talking, playing... this voice intersection together, as a symphony. at this time, my homework has been finished, also do not want to join them, then from the bag out of the hereafter, he green, put aside on the legs, with relish to see.

don't know how long, suddenly someone patted me, i looked up, four eyes relative, ah, the teacher. i consciously put the books into the bag. thought: "out, a storm is coming". unexpectedly, for a long time, but the teacher said gently: "bring me the book. i reluctantly gave the book to the teacher. the teacher read a few times, and give me the book, said gently "this book look good, but i don't want you to see during class," i can't help to lower the head.

this is my teacher in charge teacher - stone, with meticulous care to the classmates, his love is unknown dedication...

我读四年级了，教过我的老师有好几位。但留给我印象最深的是我现在的班主任——石老师。

石老师，30多岁了，中等身材，浓眉大眼，他对待我们有着慈母般的爱。

记得有一次，那是一堂作业课。教室里鸦雀无声，只听到同学们写字的“沙沙”声。突然，不知是谁喊了声“报告”，同学们不约而同的抬起头，闻声而望，只见四组陈国斌同学用手捂着鼻子，鲜血顺着手指缝流了出来，老师一边询问，一边扶他走出教室。

老师一走，教室里像锅里的油，沸腾起来，说话的、打闹的……这声音交汇在一起，不亚于一曲交响乐。这时，我的作业已经写完了，也不想加入他们的行列，便从书包里拿出《格林童话集》，搁在腿上，津津有味看了起来。

也不知过了多久，突然有人拍了我一下，我一抬头，四目相对，啊，老师。我下意识地把书塞进书包。心想：“完了，一场暴风骤雨来临了”。没想到，好久，老师却温和地说：“把书拿来”。我极不情愿地把书给了老师。老师翻阅几下，又把书给我，温和地说“这书多看有益，但我不希望你在上课时看，”我不由地低了下头。

这就是我的班主任——石老师，对同学们有着无微不至的关怀，他的爱正在默默无闻奉献着……