例如此类的事儿也有许多 ，多到说也聊不完，能够 追上《一千零一夜》。在这么多事里，是一件事成才的纪录，每一分每一秒全是我成长的全过程。
Teachers lead me to grow up
Open the gate of memory, the stream of the past is surging, jumping, and showing white teeth from time to time. Seeing their happy appearance, I can't help but think of the story that led me to grow up.
My primary school Chinese teacher is Gong Yi. Her image in my heart is severe, I have hardly seen her smile. However, it doesn't affect that I like her.
Miss Gong, I know some of the teachers are unique, because she has a wine red and clean short hair, which can be seen at a glance. She also had a pair of almond shaped eyes, with a dark green and black eye liner. There is a firm nose and a seeder like mouth under the eyes.
My teacher Gong is my second mother. When I changed from a green girl to a mature girl, Miss Gong was my leader in these six years. She took me step by step to graduate. In these six years, I have many problems with my teacher.
Once, our class selected a few outstanding students to participate in a speech contest, a total of eight students were selected, and I was very lucky to be selected.
But when we took the composition, the teacher told us there were only two places. Originally quite bottom of my heart "whew" to mention. But I was really blessed by the God of luck. I "broke through five passes and killed six generals" and stayed here. The other was my good friend. When I and she looked at each other to convey "good luck", the teacher looked at us and said, "the hope of our class depends on you, and we must be the first." hearing the teacher's words, I suddenly felt dizzy, as if the sky had collapsed.
Dare not live up to the teacher's expectations, I have to practice desperately: physical education class practice; between classes practice; home practice. Mom and dad also became the judges of my show.
Three days later, the game arrived as scheduled. In the waiting area, I nervously watched the wonderful performance of the contestants on the stage, watched the people on the stage change and change, as if I could only hear my heart beating. Finally, the moment came, I went to stage, deep breath, excited mood is difficult to calm. Suddenly, I saw a pair of kind and gentle eyes, it was Miss Gong! Looking at those eyes, my heart spontaneously raised courage, in the eyes of encouragement, I sounded the first sentence.
At the end of the speech contest, I won the first prize in the fifth grade group. It's no use trying to find Miss Gong. Back in the classroom, I went to the teacher's office excitedly to find a teacher. She was writing a lesson plan. I announced the good news in an excited and eager voice. But the teacher's response is light, just said: "I believe in your strength, this first is you really deserve it." But I believe that I saw the slightly raised corners of Gong's mouth.
There are so many other things like this that we can't finish talking about them. We can catch up with one thousand and one nights. In so many things, it's a record of my growth. Every minute and every second is a process of my transformation.
I would like to make a wisp of spring wind, two drops of summer rain, three autumn leaves, four plum flowers, woven into colorful ribbons, tied with colorful gift boxes, sincere forever, and send perfect blessings. Thank you for your hard work! Thank you for leading me to grow up in my youth feast.