描写教师节的英语作文【推荐20篇】

iss Hou is my English teacher, she is 28, we all like her. My English is really bad at first, I am afraid of having Miss Hou’s class, when she finds this, she doesn’t blame me, she tells me that the only way I can learn English well is to fall in love with English, she asks me to watch English movie, it works. Miss Hou is my favorite teacher.

Autumn is coming, the weather is cold, the leaves slowly fall down, like a butterfly flying in the air; Maple leaves turn red, grass turn yellow, like covered with a layer of orange | color carpet; The fruit of the orchard is ripe, the apple glowing, covered with branches, like a red lantern.

Pears gradually mature, the wind blowing, pear shaking, like a small doll in swing; oranges are gradually mature, and some three or four crowded together, as if whispering, and some five or six one Heap, seems to be in the meeting, and some stand alone in the branches like looking for partners.

Small animals are also looking for their favorite food, so that they can sleep peace of mind; our friends geese and swallow are also ready to fly to the south for the winter; children can also fly a kite; farmers uncle standing on the hill Looked at the endless crops to himself and said: "This year is a bumper year!" Eyes can not help but narrow into a crack.

See how beautiful autumn! Autumn not only brings us joy, but also a bumper season.

Cold winter quietly came to earth.

In the morning, I went out of school to go to school, a cold wind blowing, frozen me shivering. On the way to school, I saw the small companions who went to school, although all wearing a bloated cotton, but still frozen his neck, hurry to walk.

Afternoon, gloomy sky suddenly floating in the numerous, fluttering snow. They are walking together, walking, dancing, so leisurely! See this wonderful scene, I can not help but went to the outdoors, reaching out, to pick up that white flawless snowflakes. I think: this delicate six snow from whom the skilled? Who is flying them in the sky? Ah, I suddenly understand that this is a masterpiece of nature, is the nature of human love condensation!

Snow gently kissed me, sprinkled on the face, dripping, falling into the neck, Ma crisp, really enchanted! Snow has been underground non-stop, as if to tell people: it most want to come to earth, in the earth Leaving the white traces of the body, so that trees enjoy the life of Oasis. They are as bright as spring flowers, like the summer butterflies as flying, like autumn leaves as chic.

Soon, a thin layer of snow, like a huge, gentle wool blanket, covering the whole earth. This is the first snow after the winter, although not very large, but to the earth and human beings brought vitality.

I love the magnificent scenery of the winter, I love this more natural wizard - snow.

Grandpa left, winter spring sister with lightsome pace, quietly came to the earth.

The earth all things recovery, the language of flowers, showing a faction vibrant look.

Today, you see, the swallows fly freely in the sky. Poplar like a stick to the frontier guard, through the cold winter, is still strong to stand there. Today, they take out new branches, buds grow rice. The wicker on the Banks of the river, like a girls hair, floating in the spring breeze.

Spring breeze gently blowing the earth, the grass quietly leaned out from the ground up needlepoint, small head and also against the water from the point of dew of fluff, in the backdrop of the sun, like a flash of mercury.

The spring wind is gentle, blow on the face, is so comfortable, so happy, like a mothers hand touch on the face.

In the sky, how is the colorful, make a person dazzling? Ah, the original children in the kite. Under the blue sky white clouds, all kinds of kites in floating freely, flying, how make the person find the scenery pleasing to both the sight!

In spring, let us seize this brief in the spring, do every thing!

冬爷爷走了，春姐姐迈着轻盈的步伐，悄悄地来到了人间。

大地万物复苏，乌语花香，呈现出一派生机勃勃的样子。

春暖花开，你瞧，燕子在天空中自由自在地飞来飞去。杨树像一个坚守边疆的卫士，度过了寒冷的冬天，仍坚强地屹立在那里。今天，它们又抽出新的枝条，长出米黄色的嫩芽。河岸上的柳条，像姑娘的秀发，在春风中飘荡。

春风轻轻地吹拂着大地，小草悄悄从地里探出了针尖似地小脑袋针尖上还顶着滚圆的露珠，在太阳的映照下，真像一颗闪光的水银。

春天的风是柔和的，吹在脸上，是那么舒服，那么幸福，就像妈妈的手抚摸在脸上。

天空上，怎么是五颜六色的，使人眼花缭乱?啊，原来孩子们在防风筝呀。在蓝天白云的照耀下，各种各样的风筝在自由自在地飘舞着，飞升着，多么使人心旷神怡的景象啊!

一年之计在于春，让我们把握住这短暂的春天，做好每一件事情!

Thank sunshine flowers, because the sunshine tending it grow; The eagle thanks to the blue sky, because the blue sky let it fly freely; Teacher, I thank you, because you to our knowledge, make our healthy growth.

Once, when I was sick for a week, take medicine not better, is that you give me to find a kind of earthwork, cured my disease. My grades down, is your patience to help me, until I put on. Before the test, the teacher always reminds us to check carefully, to solve the problem. When we came home from school, but also on the old table is a dear teacher corrects students papers.

Teacher, I thank you, is your selfless dedication, teach us knowledge. When we grow up, you are old, my love for you will never "old", said the daughter is mother close small cotton-padded jacket, I would like to do you a sweet little quilted jacket, accompany in your side, let you feel warm forever.

中秋节我最爱的是什么呢?就是那圆圆的大月饼了，好吃的不得了，馋死人的大月饼是我的最爱，每到中秋我总是会将它吃腻，然后来年中秋再吃腻，无限循环。

一年一度的中秋节到了，我们兴高采烈地来和舅舅一家聚餐，共度佳节。

虽然桌上有许多菜肴，但是最吸引我的眼球的是月饼，月饼有圆形的有方形的，特别耀眼的是“向阳坊”的包装精美的月饼，我马上就打开盒子一眼就看到金黄的，油亮亮的月饼，我迫不急待撕开真空包装袋，在里面憋了几天的香味一拥而出，“香，的确香，很有香气!”我自言自语地惊叹道!

这么香的月饼是什么馅的呢?我充满了好奇心，再也忍不住了，我拿一块香辣牛肉味的，拿起一个毫不犹豫地塞进嘴里，觉得有些辣，又吃了几口吃到硬硬的东西，，一看原来是牛肉，这月饼怪不得叫香辣牛肉味。我又吃了一块叫相思绿茶的月饼，吃地嘴里是甜甜的，但是不觉得腻，而且蛋黄也很好吃，还有一股淡淡的茶香，真好吃!哎呀，老人难怪总是说现代的月饼真是多彩多样的。

虽然，今天因为“森拉克”而没办法赏月，但是我能吃到各种各样的口味的月饼感到很开心!

The day we were looking forward to came at last----a weeks military training began.

During the training, each of us did his part in earnest. We drilled more than six hours a day, though it was very hot at the time.

In the blazing sun, we always tried to measure up to the high standards which were demanded . Sweat streamed down and we wouldnt wipe it off. Olny three days later our faces were tanned.We felt happy and proud of it .

Our platoon officer was a young PLA man, about twenty years old. He was very strict with us during the training and very kind to us afterwards. By talking with him, we came to know not only more information about army life, but also about military affairs.

The military training gave us good discipline. It brought us great happiness, too. Well never forget it.

There are four seasons a year, each season has a different view, and my favorite winter snow when the magnificent scenery. Winter, snow people seem to have come to a quiet and quiet state, came to a crystal clear through the fairy tale world. Loose that fragrance, snow that fragrant, giving a cool soothing comfort. Everything is in the filter, everything in the sublimation, even my mind is also purified, become pure and beautiful.

Dusk of snow, deep cut, as if inextricably emotional like, and like the general sea surging, to drown everything, there is a trace of open-end exposed like a sense of nudity. Snowflakes form thousands, crystal translucent, as if the expedition of the soldiers, wearing silver armor, but also like a piece of white sail in the voyage ... ...

The magnificent scenery in the snow, between heaven and earth seamless, can only see a silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver.

After the snow, that snowy snow decorated the world, Qiongzhi Yu Ye, powder loaded jade puzzle, Hao Ran same color, really faction Ruixue Fengnian gratifying scene.

I love the snow, I love the snow, I love the winter. Winter is the ring of the soul. Winter, although very cold, but it has unparalleled warmth and hope.

Waking up on New Year， everybody dresses up. First they extend greetings to their parents.

Then each child will get money as a New Year gift， wrapped up in red paper. People in northern China will eat jiaozi， or dumplings， for breakfast， as they think "jiaozi" in sound means "bidding farewell to the old and ushering in the new". Also， the shape of the dumpling is like gold ingot from ancient China.

So people eat them and wish for money and treasure.

Southern Chinese eat niangao (New Year cake made of glutinous rice flour) on this occasion， because as a homophone， niangao means "higher and higher， one year after another." The first five days after the Spring Festival are a good time for relatives， friends， and classmates as well as colleagues to exchange greetings， gifts and chat leisurely.

China has 56 ethnic groups. Minorities celebrate their Spring Festival almost the same day as the Han people， and they have different customs.

[描写春节英语作文赏析

My grandmother is my favorite person。 She is in her early seventies， with a head of gray hair。 She likes leading a simple life。 And she like wearing clothes which are made by herself。

My grandmother likes always wear smiles on her face。 She is very kind。 She gets on well with our neighbors。 When they have difficulties， she is always ready to help。 so she is loved and respected by all the neighbors。

My grandmother often tells me to be honest。 She expects me to be useful to the people in the future。 I will love her forever。

奶奶是我最爱戴的人。她刚七十出头，一头银发。她喜欢过简朴的生活，并且喜爱穿自己做的衣服。

我的奶奶脸上常带着微笑，她很善良，与邻居相处的很好，邻居有什么困难，她总是乐意帮忙。因此她受到邻居们的喜爱和尊重。奶奶常告诚我要诚实，她希望我将来做一名有利于人民的人。我永远爱我的奶奶。

Before Teachers Day, we were thinking what gift we would give our liuxue86.com English teacher on that day. Wang Ming said, "Our English teacher is tired and shirsty after class. Lets give her a bottle of water. " "Thats a good idea,"we agreed."

On Teachers Day, as soon as the teacher came into the classroom, we all stood up and shouted "Happy Teachers Day!" Our monitor went to the from and gave her a card and a bottle of water with our best wishes. Our teacher dran.

Night after night, she came to tuck me in, even long after my childhood years. Following her longstanding custom, shed lean down and push my long hair out of the way, then kiss my forehead.

I dont remember when it first started annoying me —— her hands pushing my hair that way. But it did annoy me, for they felt work-worn and rough against my young skin. Finally, one night, I lashed out at her: "Dont do that anymore —— your hands are too rough!" She didnt say anything in reply. But never again did my mother close out my day with that familiar expression of her love. Lying awake long afterward, my words haunted me. But pride stifled my conscience, and I didnt tell her I was sorry.

Time after time, with the passing years, my thoughts returned to that night. By then I missed my mothers hands, missed her goodnight kiss upon my forehead. Sometimes the incident seemed very close, sometimes far away. But always it lurked, hauntingly, in the back of my mind.

Well, the years have passed, and Im not a little girl anymore. Mom is in her mid-seventies, and those hands I once thought to be so rough are still doing things for me and my family. Shes been our doctor, reaching into a medicine cabinet for the remedy to calm a young girls stomach or soothe a boys scraped knee. She cooks the best fried chicken in the world…… gets stains out of blue jeans like I never could……and still insists on dishing out ice cream at any hour of the day or night.

Through the years, my mothers hands have put in countless hours of toil, and most of hers were before automatic washers!

Now, my own children are grown and gone. Mom no longer has Dad, and on special occasions, I find myself drawn next door to spend the night with her. So it was that late on Thanksgiving Eve, as I drifted into sleep in the bedroom of my youth, a familiar hand hesitantly stole across my face to brush the hair from my forehead. Then a kiss, ever so gently, touched my brow.

In my memory, for the thousandth time, I recalled the night my surly young voice complained: "Dont do that anymore —— your hands are too rough!" Catching Moms hand in hand, I blurted out how sorry I was for that night. I thought shed remember, as I did. But Mom didnt know what I was talking about. She had forgotten —— and forgiven —— long ago.

That night, I fell asleep with a new appreciation for my gentle mother and her caring hands. And the guilt I had carried around for so long was nowhere to be found.

“学春蚕吐丝丝丝不断，做蜡烛照路路路通明。”千百年来，多少人把教师化作春蚕、蜡烛。在他们的呕心沥血、无私奉献中，又有多少祖国的花朵成为九州华夏的栋梁之材！谁又能知道，老师在这其中有着多少的汗水与泪水，也许老师那丝丝白发，斑斑皱纹是最好的见证！

忘了是哪个花开的季节，我们缠着爸爸妈妈去上学。原来校园里是老师和蔼的微笑、温和的话语就像快活的音符一样奏出美妙的乐章，让我们如痴如醉。就这样，老师在我们心中播下了快乐的火种，校园里时时响着我们清脆、嘹亮的声音，于是，我们感受到的一切欢乐因老师的爱而起。老师也把所有的希冀寄托在我们身上。正是这样，苦心培育我们的老师在爱的路上俯首甘为孺子牛，教我们如何做人，怎样处事。当我们感受到知识的魅力时，老师在叮咛：同学们，别忘了奋进呀；当我们在学习上失败时，老师在鼓励：成功是从这里起步的；当我们悲伤时，老师在安慰：同学们振作起来呀！他们不仅带着我们在知识的海洋里遨游，更教会了我们要学着去感恩，正所谓滴水之恩当涌泉相报。

亲爱的老师，因为有了您，我们的世界才会变得如此美丽，混沌之中，才有了指路的明灯，迷茫的夜空，才有了永恒的北斗。您肩负着神圣的使命，您肩负着祖国的未来，您肩负着民族的昌盛，您肩负着历史的重任，就这样，一代又一代的少年在您的抚爱下健康成长，在您的关注下奔赴远大的前程。

敬爱的老师，您从不在乎所失所得，因为您深深懂得自己在付出什么，在收获什么，这是任何数字都无法计算的生命价值和幸福成果。“捧着一颗心来，不带半根草去”，这不正是我们的老师心境的真实写照吗？

辛勤的老师，我想用绚丽的火焰为您们唱支心歌，真诚祝福你们幸福快乐，然后在您们耳边轻轻说：“老师，辛苦您了，感谢您！今天，我们以您而骄傲；明天，您会以我们而自豪！”

I have a cute little white rabbit, it can be white, why can be called white, because it is white like snow, lovely can not describe.

Can be long with long ears, a pair of ruby-like big eyes, dark nose, long a few fine fish bones like beard. It also has a small mouth, it is white body chubby, there is a round short tail tightly stick in the ass, very cute.

Can not only be beautiful, but also very flexible. One night, it jumped out of a box of more than 60 cm high, you know, can be white more than 20 cm high, the height of this box is about three times its height. I was awakened, turned on the lights, ready to be disturbed by the little white rabbit caught hand. But it is too flexible, busy for a while, even if it did not touch a hair. It looked at me in the distance, laughing nasty, as if to say: "how, catch me!" I thought: "great courage, so on my site so wild! I am taking advantage of it when I am forgetful, to make up the past, grabbed his long ears, put it in a higher box, be considered rein in it. When I go, it is also hard to jump out, as if to say: "let me go out! Let me out!"

Can be very naughty white, once, I can go out to play with white, it is elated, and soon disappeared, and I like to hide and seek like, how to find can not find. I am anxious, almost crying, it jumped out from the flowers ... ...

Do you like white?

Like the rain of autumn, it has a unique taste. Autumn rain, thin, like silk, gently, hit your face, like a warm scarf across.

Autumn rain, little rain, but can be the next day. It is not like the summer, the air is filled with that fresh grass; it does not taste, but it can bring people fresh feeling. These days, every morning, I can feel such a fresh. Walking in the rain, that twists and turns of the line children, crossed, drifted to the face, floating into the eyes. Simply lost the umbrella, think about it, so beautiful rain, why not enjoy it?

Rain like a man complaining about its sorrow, tell the endless Resentment, it is so light. People in the rain, hurry to walk, but ignored all this beautiful. Oh, is this dream? Really want to touch this raindrop gently, but it is so small. Waves of wind blowing, rain like a naughty child, ran forward, running ... ...

Perhaps the autumn is more like a girl as sentimental, it is gentle and poor, it is so meticulous. Crystal dew on the leaves flashing, flashing ... ... the ground by their wet, one by one the puddle, floating leaves, like a boat. The raindrops jumped one after another, and the skys face was gloomy, and it seemed to be angry. The rain becomes bigger, but still so light, elegantly turned, fell to the ground.

Bursts of cold wind blowing, the rain stopped again. Do not know why, I like the fall so much, it seems because I was born in autumn it Autumn gave me emotions. Love the rain of autumn, how soft it is. Like a person to read quietly, perhaps the autumn gives me the quiet. Standing in the cold autumn wind, I looked up at the sky, the slightest rain drift in my face, how warm!

Oh, this fall rain!

Suddenly, the summer vacation is coming. Im happy to "one jump three feet high" but I gradually found that summer vacation is boring.

I wanted to finish in ten days, but, I have been doing for 24 days. The 30 day finally finished, father has bought me, only on Saturday and Sunday can rest a while. I dont like a holiday, but, as long as I still quite like no homework.

More like summer and winter vacation, homework, tired bad. I hope can have a holiday, and can not write my homework, how comfortable, how carefree! If the day sentient days also old, if a man love die young.

Lantern Festival is a China’s traditional festival.It is celebrated on the fifteenth day of the first month of the lunar year.

Lantern Festival is one of the biggest holidays in China.Several days before Lantern Festival,people begin to make lanterns.Lanterns are made in the shape of different animals,vegetables,fruits and many,other things.While making lanterns people usually write riddles on lanterns.On the eve of Lantern Festival,all the lanterns are hung up.

On Lantern Festival people go outside to have a look at the lanterns and guess the riddles on the lanterns.Perhaps you call see some wonderful folk performances,Dragon Dance and Yangko.Everything is very interesting and everyone is very happy.Our life is rich and varied.

元宵节

元宵节是中国的一个传统节日.通常在阴历年的第一个月的第十五天庆祝.

元宵节是中国最大的节日之一.在元宵节到来的几天前,人们就开始做灯笼,有的被做成动物,有的被做成蔬菜,有的被做成水果,各种样式都有.做灯笼时,人们通常在上面写上谜语.在元宵节前夜,所有的灯笼都被挂起来.

在元宵节这天,人们都出来看灯笼和猜灯谜,也许你还能看见一些精彩的民间表演龙舞和秧歌.每件事都很有趣,每个人都很高兴,我们的生活丰富多彩.

In the past, there was a little goldfish listening to good words living in a small fish tank in the bird market. His master is a bearded man, but he is very gentle, but also very much like a small goldfish.

Little goldfish looks very beautiful, red body, big like a bulb like eyes, very cute. When it swims up, the long transparent fins are as soft as silk, like a fairy.

One morning, a little girl with a croissant saw it, and begged her mother to buy it. Soon the little girl took it back to the new home. Because the little girls smile is innocent, little goldfish thought: this must be a very good owner. Sure enough, the little girl really good for it, give it the best fish food, but also often for clean water. Little goldfish can be happy.

One day, the little girl home came a little yellow cat. Small yellow cat to see the small goldfish at first glance, saliva to crash down. It would like to: how can I eat this fish? So it gently and gently face with a smile on the small goldfish, said: "Miss Goldfish, you really beautiful ah, you swim even more beautiful than the fairies." Little goldfish Love to hear someone boast their own good-looking, so it put down the little yellow cat wary, swim to the water in front of the kitten put the tail.

Kitten pretend to look like, said: "Oh, beautiful goldfish lady, you do not put the amplitude so much, carefully flash to the waist ah!" Little goldfish said: "Oh, my waist is particularly flexible, I can jump "Kitty said:" Really? You are so powerful! But what is it called jumping ah? You have no feet. "

Little gold fish listening to so many good words, more happy. It said: "I jump to you." Said it sneaked into the bottom of the fish tank, and then quickly jumped out of the water.

Little goldfish just jumped out of the water, small yellow cat side said: "nice, awesome." Side of the hand to catch the small goldfish, put it into the stomach.

Autumn like a magical brush, night effort, put the blue waves rippling forest dyed golden.

Boarded the hills, down the view, eyes are a golden, if carefully observed, they see the golden folder with a piece of red, a piece of green. Red is like agate, green like emerald. As well as the level of the mountain as the mirror of the pond, reflecting the immediate beauty, exceptionally nice.

Down the mountain, the original street vendors selling watermelon stalls disappeared, instead of them are fragrant and crisp big apple and that cracked mouth, broken shells out of the red pomegranate, how to love it! As the saying goes: "a autumn rain a cold, ten autumn rain to wear cotton." Thriller the autumn in the slightest trace of coolness. Look, the pedestrians on the road inadvertently put on a thick sweater, put on a jacket, and some also put on a down jacket it.

In the cropland, the golden corn is like a golden hammer, and there is a piece of sorghum, a red ear, like a shy little girl, with a shiny head shaking, swaying in the breeze, The wind was rustling, and the field was playing a song of nature.

Orchard, bright red persimmon like a small lantern, tall hanging in the branches, branches look about to be broken look, there is a string of purple grapes, hanging crystal dew, like crystal in the sun The light shining under the colorful light. I was infected with this golden autumn, intoxicated.

I love this harvest, golden autumn.

Mrs. Wang is one of the teachers I love very much. She was my English teacher in primary school. She was in charge of our class. Having taught for thirty-five years, Mrs. Wang who was fifty-five years old then, was naturally an experienced teacher. She was very strict with us. If any student wasnt attentive in class, she would have a talk with him after class. But if anyone had difficulty with his studies, she always did what she could to help him out.

Once there was something wrong with her eyes. The doctor suggested that she should have an operation. Thinking that we were going to have the final exam soon, she decided to put off. And she worked as hard as before. I respect Mrs. Wang and Ill never forget what she did for us.

the mid-autumn festival

the mid-autumn is a very important chinese festival. it falls on the 15th day of august. a few days before the festival, everyone in the family will help to make the house clean and beautiful. lanterns will be hung in front of the house.

on the evening there will be a big family dinner. people who work far away from their homes will try to come back for the union. after dinner, people will light the lanterns which are usually red and round. children will play with their own toy lanterns happily.

at night the moon is usually round and bright. people can enjoy the moon while eating moon-cakes which are the special food for this festival. they can look back on the past and look forward to the future together. it is said that there was a dragon in the sky. the dragon wanted to swallow up the moon. to protect the frighten the dragon away.