发布时间: 2019年09月06日 08:28:57
September 10, a great day, a festival born for teachers - Teacher s Day, has also come.
Referring to the teacher, I recalled the classic line:
Physics is great, the teacher is great, so my physics teacher is great!
这自豪中带着点点得意的话令我印象深刻，无法忘记，而说这句话的人，也是那样特别 壹个体型偏胖，肤s偏黑，身材偏矮的老男人 庆双老师，他壹头精神的短发，壹双炯炯有神且散发着智慧光芒的眼睛，使他成为老师中长相不算出众，但十分特别的存在，至今仍记得他骑着壹辆摩托，戴着壹双墨镜，耍酷着笑的样子
I was impressed with a little bit of pride and could not forget it. And the person who said it was also so special. An old man with a fat body, dark complexion and short stature, Mr. Wang Qingshuang, had short spiritual hair, bright and wise eyes, which made him become a man. The appearance of the teacher is not outstanding, but it is very special. I still remember him riding a motorcycle, wearing a pair of sunglasses, and laughing like a cool man.
The first time I saw Mr. Wang was in class, when I came to Class 8 (5), I saw our physics teacher and head teacher. Maybe it was because he wanted to give us a dignified image. At that time, he was somewhat stereotyped and stern. It must be another boring old man in class. It s bad luck. I looked at him and complained. In this way, I came to Class 8 (5), led by him, Class 8 (5), I am still grateful...
It was the first time that I had taken his class, but when I thought of his tortoise-like grandfather, I felt sleepy, hiding my long-prepared extra-curricular book and waiting quietly for his arrival.
Dingling bell, jingling bell. He came with the bell, a cup, a cardboard, a funnel and a table tennis ball in his hand. At first glance, I was attracted to him and stared at him like a curious child.
物理是伟大的，老师是伟大的，那我这个物理老师也是很伟大的！ 说完，他笑了笑，露出壹口白牙，向上撸了撸袖口，便开始讲课： 同学们，你们知道柴油机和汽油机吗？ 我看着他，像看壹位大英雄，眼里充斥着崇拜的光，同学们壹个个跟雕像壹般，坐在那里，跟着他的脚步，跟着他的思路在畅游，在欢腾，在欢笑
Physics is great, the teacher is great, so is my physics teacher! After that, he smiled, showed his white teeth, rolled up his sleeve, and began to lecture: Students, do you know about diesel engines and gasoline engines?... I looked at him like a great hero, eyes full of worship, students like statues, sitting there, following his steps, following his train of thought in swimming, in joy, in laughter...
As for that book, it s rusty in the desk.
He has a magic power, under his care, students read like music; his eyes have a dignity, in his gaze, troublemakers can only like ostriches, head into the earth; he smiles with a sense of humor, making people think of him as a reliable elder brother... He is my teacher, my eighth grade physics teacher.
Physics is great, teachers are great, although not personally expressed, but you are also great!