老师就像蜡烛,默默无闻地奉献;老师就像园丁,浇灌着祖国的花朵;老师就像一缕春天的阳光,融化了我心中的冰雪,使我的心中春暖花开……一年级那时我对自己十分缺乏自信,每当站在镜子前审视自己:小眼睛,大嘴巴,头发也只有一丁点儿。坐在教室里,老师报分数,我永远被压在最底下;当同学们在一起玩,永远是跳房子最笨拙的一个,跳绳个数最少的一个……我成了 The teacher is like a candle, obscure dedication; the teacher is like a gardener, watering the flowers of the motherland; the teacher is like a ray of spring sunshine, melted the snow and ice in my heart, so that my heart spring ... ... the first grade then I Very lacking in confidence in himself, whenever they look at themselves before the mirror: small eyes, big mouth, hair only a little bit. Sitting in the classroom, the teacher reported scores, I will always be under pressure; when the students are playing together, always hops the most clumsy one, the least number of skipping ... I became