The teacher resembles altar of a floret, for us 61 flowers offerred a fertile soil, the teacher will be worn like an a large ship 61 goods are locomotive to distance, the teacher resembles a sky, give us the arena …… that 61 starlet glow shines
老师就像一个小花坛，为我们六十一朵鲜花提供了肥沃的土壤，老师就像一艘巨轮将着六十一个货物运载到远方，老师就像一片天空，给我们六十一颗小星星发光发亮的舞台……
The teacher is like brand to stay in my heart euqally to ours. My home is very far from the school in those days, parents is too busy to receive send me to go to school, the hardship in journey is then inevitable, especially every time scorching or it is to rain cats and dogs I am a suit helter-skelter, not be sweat boils falling is horn of rainwater bedew garment. But my regardless of the weather, never absent, because I know over there have respected and beloved teacher waiting for me. Before the teacher, I always resembled actively hitting gallinaceous blood same. Every time the problem that does not know quizs with respect to stick together teacher, when finishing class, I move fit line of business with respect to active side teacher. When attending class, I organize discipline, to good atmosphere …… is built in the class I always can see teacher praise and expectant look.
老师对我们的好像烙印一样留在我的心里。那时我家离学校很远，父母无暇接送我上学，于是路途中的辛苦不可避免，特别是每当骄阳似火或是大雨倾盆我都是一身狼狈，不是汗水滚落就是雨水沾湿衣角。但是我风雨无阻，从不缺席，因为我知道那里有敬爱的老师在等我。在老师面前，我总是积极得像打了鸡血一样。每次有不懂的问题就黏着老师提问，下课的时候，我就主动帮老师搬发作业。上课时，我就组织纪律，为班里营造良好的氛围……我总能看到老师赞许和期待的目光。
My impression is the deepest is in the winter, when classes are over, still issueing goose feather heavy snow, snowflake swirls wave fall, bespread road. I am carrying heavy satchel on the back, the double foot that freezes iron is commonly is being stepped in snow ground, one pace ground takes a composition on the way home / move. Wind breathes out breathe out the ground is being blown, cut the face in me to go up like small knife. I go cautiously forth, the sound that the be mingled with in the rumor that hears mixed and disorderly conversation sound and scream only wears to be anxious, that voice says: “ waits a moment, such weather, you how does a person come home! Are you calling ”“ me? I ask ” questioningly, one face about sees before is the teacher is shifting electric car, I go to the teacher in front of, the teacher is panting to say to me: “ my car on you, come up, I send you to come home. ” is inviting of the teacher repeatedly below, I twist be affectedly bashful to held the ground to sit the teacher's car. Of the teacher hind carry big like hill on the back, held off wind snow, give person sureness and warmth. The car goes in the Zhi in snow ground to twist the noise that Zhi twists, but heart of old teachers training school looks at the road of ahead. The day is overcast from beginning to end face, all round an algidity is biting, but I feel each snowflake falls on the body lightsome and warm. I reach the hand will hold a teacher in arms, thermal current is in my body is genteel drip, this is to let me feel the happiest in cold wind the warmest momently.
我印象最深的是冬天，放学时，还下着鹅毛大雪，雪花纷纷扬扬飘落，铺满道路。我背着沉重的书包，在雪地里迈着冻得铁一般的双脚，一步一步地在回家的路上走作文/着。风呼呼地刮着，像刀子一样割在我的脸上。我小心翼翼地往前走，只听见杂乱的说话声和呼啸的风声中夹杂着一个担忧的声音，那个声音说：“等一等，这样的天气，你怎么一个人回家！”“你在叫我吗？”我疑惑地问，一转身看到原来是老师正推着电动车，我走到老师跟前，老师喘着粗气对我说：“你上我的车，上来吧，我送你回家。”在老师的再三邀请下，我扭扭捏捏地坐上了老师的车子。老师的后背像一座大山，挡住了风雪，给人踏实和温暖。车子走在雪地里吱扭吱扭的响，可是老师专心看着前方的路。天始终阴沉着脸，周围一片寒气刺骨，但是我感到每一片雪花落在身上都轻盈而温暖。我把手伸出来抱住老师，一股股热流在我身上流淌，这是让我在寒风中感到最幸福最温暖的一刻。
The teacher is to feed not only the flower bed of flower, bear the weight of a large ship of goods, you still give when harships comes over smooth and steady the big hill that relies on to you! The teacher is a great profession, I love our teacher!
老师不仅是哺育花朵的花坛，承载货物的巨轮，还是风雨袭来时给你安稳给你依靠的大山！老师是个伟大的职业，我爱我们的老师！