缅怀恩师（Cherish the memory of teacher）.docVIP

缅怀恩师（Cherish the memory of teacher） Cherish the memory of teacher A philosopher is long, but a man is long. In the garden of education, Mr. Ceng Zeying worked hard all his life. The spring breeze, peach and plum all over the world left me a great spiritual wealth. Although Mr. Ceng Zeying left me for nearly a year, but her voice and expression, speech and deportment, but still lingering in my ears, in my mind. The teacher took care of every classmate in the class like a mother. I especially like this mothers father died young, homeless, thousands of miles away, every holiday is spent in school for young people can feel the teacher had motherly show the utmost solicitude. Miss Zeng told me to serve as a member of the study committee, and later let me be the monitor. And encouraged me to write League application. During the youth of my test, she has repeatedly argued that the school. I was in school at that time. It was a typical example of the white school. This in politics, class struggle for her age means to bear much political pressure and political risk. In the three 60s seven man-made disasters, student life is tough. I was seventeen or eight years old, just when I was growing up. Thirty pounds of food supply per month, but also a pound of pig feed grain. Because the food is a little oil meat dishes, sometimes only black and rotten pickled vegetables or stir fried with salt. The students are all hungry every day. Once teacher sees in the eye, the pain is in the mind. She strives for a wasteland outside the students dormitory, mobilizing all the students to help themselves, and open up wasteland to grow vegetables. While I was delivering vegetables to the school, I solved the big problem of my hunger. The teacher was not my biological mother than own mother. Her love for her classmates is better than her mothers love. This love is the most selfless, purest, noblest, and greatest love in the world. This is great love. With this great love spirit, it may suffer fro