I'm really touched by this
article. During my senior high school, I has
thought that I was harder than those whose grades
were worse than mine. And I secretly rejoice at it. But
now find
that maybe
I'm just luckier than them.
However, what touches me most is my experience.
Turning around and look at what I
experienced, I'm luckier than lots of
people.
I'm very grateful to the teachers I
met, especially my three
head teachers. It's so
funny that
each of my head teachers is math teacher and Math is the subject I
fear most! I think I can
describe my three head teachers in turn: amiable, two-faced and
resourceful. Please
forgive me for using two-faced to describe my junior high school
head teacher---sometimes he smiles at you with
sharp eyes. As for my senior high school head teacher, I can just
say that hecan encourage
different
students according to their different situations. Graceful, elegant, domineering...
There re countless words to
describe this man. Not
only them but
also other
teachers influence me
more or less, especially
my junior high school English
teacher, Ms.Song.
It's Ms.Song, who stimulated my interest in
English, which is an essential factor in my
success today. I can say that it's the only capital
I'm proud of when I was battered by other disciplines. What's more,
English is the only comfort when I work hard on other subjects, but
it is not satisfactory. She once gave me a bookmark of Zhejiang
University with her own handwritten motto on the back of it: No
sweat, no sweet. In my hardest second year of high
school, it has been put in the
pen holder on my desk, inspiring me for
countless days to create possibilities for impossible
dream.
I'm glad that I meet some great
friends. I really don't
know how to describe this
feeling---wonderful,
and pleasant. I am fascinated by the sparkle in
them. One of them is just like a dolphin---always
lovely, who has the greatest influence on
me. She
taught me to recognize my own advantages, taught me how to make
friends, slowly softened me and warmed me. She is the one who told me not to worry
about some people leaving. People will have different friends at different stages. One of them has the most personality, but
also has a lot of advantages that I can't reach. She is strong
enough to hate things she doesn't like and turn a blind eye to
people she doesn't like. She is sincere, adorable, and doesn’t have a mask. That's why she
is the adorable girl in my heart. Also she dares
to ask and answer questions with teachers in class, and even teach physics teacher
math, which may be impossible for people like me who are
shaken by teachers' questions for the rest of my life. One of them
is the hardest to describe. But there is no doubt
that I'll laugh presumptuously when I am with
her. And my journey of making friends with her is the most
rugged. Though I forgot why I quarreled with
her already, you can imagine
the scene
of two
fools quarreling-try to turn a blind eye toeach other but know exactly
what other
was doing
in class. And I also learned to reconcile with others
in the process. Although sometimes I wonder what
I would have become if I hadn't been divided
into this class or met these people, most of the time I would
feel that I was lucky and that I always got better when I was
growing up. To be honest, allof the girls in my
class taught me something special. And
what I want to saycan be replaced by a
lyric:"那些女孩教会我关于爱,远去人海.”
I appreciate myself. I'm
glad that I didn't change my goals to cater to
others. When I was in the second
grade, I would finish my homework while other kids
playing games outside. I
didn't feel sad that no one played
with me on Saturday because of their unfinished homework. On the contrary, I was
proud of my habit. When I was a sophomore in high school, I wanted
to make up for the time wasted in the past and get great
grades,
I used my time to the extreme and became alone. Because of this, I
also became alone in activities. However, I enjoyed the breeze when I walked on
the tree-lined street and admiration and
achievements I made. I like this loneliness.
I'm glad that I always dare
to try. I try to learn how to deal with people, try to speak loudly when asked, try to
stand on the podium and give a speech. Although such
opportunities are rare and the results are not
satisfactory, I have made a lot
of more progress than before. I know there is a big
difference between me and the perfect goddess in my
mind, but I still don't stop. I think
I’m going to keep
moving wards that girl.
I also appreciate
that I always win at important turning points, whether
it's the high school entrance examination or the college entrance
examination. And I believe that I'll be
lucky on the way to reach my dream, and appreciate everythingI'll
meet. Because I know that the appearance of them will teach me
something.
来自Regina的读后感
I'm really touched by this article. During my senior high school, I has thought that I was harder than those whose grades were worse than mine. And I secretly rejoice at it. But now find that maybe I'm just luckier than them. However, what touches me most is my experience.
Turning around and look at what I experienced, I'm luckier than lots of people.
I'm very grateful to the teachers I met, especially my three head teachers. It's so funny that each of my head teachers is math teacher and Math is the subject I fear most! I think I can describe my three head teachers in turn: amiable, two-faced and resourceful. Please forgive me for using two-faced to describe my junior high school head teacher---sometimes he smiles at you with sharp eyes. As for my senior high school head teacher, I can just say that hecan encourage different students according to their different situations. Graceful, elegant, domineering...
There re countless words to describe this man. Not only them but also other teachers influence me more or less, especially my junior high school English teacher, Ms.Song. It's Ms.Song, who stimulated my interest in English, which is an essential factor in my success today. I can say that it's the only capital I'm proud of when I was battered by other disciplines. What's more, English is the only comfort when I work hard on other subjects, but it is not satisfactory. She once gave me a bookmark of Zhejiang University with her own handwritten motto on the back of it: No sweat, no sweet. In my hardest second year of high school, it has been put in the pen holder on my desk, inspiring me for countless days to create possibilities for impossible dream.
I'm glad that I meet some great friends. I really don't know how to describe this feeling---wonderful, and pleasant. I am fascinated by the sparkle in them. One of them is just like a dolphin---always lovely, who has the greatest influence on me. She taught me to recognize my own advantages, taught me how to make friends, slowly softened me and warmed me. She is the one who told me not to worry about some people leaving. People will have different friends at different stages. One of them has the most personality, but also has a lot of advantages that I can't reach. She is strong enough to hate things she doesn't like and turn a blind eye to people she doesn't like. She is sincere, adorable, and doesn’t have a mask. That's why she is the adorable girl in my heart. Also she dares to ask and answer questions with teachers in class, and even teach physics teacher math, which may be impossible for people like me who are shaken by teachers' questions for the rest of my life. One of them is the hardest to describe. But there is no doubt that I'll laugh presumptuously when I am with her. And my journey of making friends with her is the most rugged. Though I forgot why I quarreled with her already, you can imagine the scene of two fools quarreling-try to turn a blind eye toeach other but know exactly what other was doing in class. And I also learned to reconcile with others in the process. Although sometimes I wonder what I would have become if I hadn't been divided into this class or met these people, most of the time I would feel that I was lucky and that I always got better when I was growing up. To be honest, allof the girls in my class taught me something special. And what I want to saycan be replaced by a lyric:"那些女孩教会我关于爱,远去人海.”
I appreciate myself. I'm glad that I didn't change my goals to cater to others. When I was in the second grade, I would finish my homework while other kids playing games outside. I didn't feel sad that no one played with me on Saturday because of their unfinished homework. On the contrary, I was proud of my habit. When I was a sophomore in high school, I wanted to make up for the time wasted in the past and get great grades, I used my time to the extreme and became alone. Because of this, I also became alone in activities. However, I enjoyed the breeze when I walked on the tree-lined street and admiration and achievements I made. I like this loneliness.
I'm glad that I always dare to try. I try to learn how to deal with people, try to speak loudly when asked, try to stand on the podium and give a speech. Although such opportunities are rare and the results are not satisfactory, I have made a lot of more progress than before. I know there is a big difference between me and the perfect goddess in my mind, but I still don't stop. I think I’m going to keep moving wards that girl.
I also appreciate that I always win at important turning points, whether it's the high school entrance examination or the college entrance examination. And I believe that I'll be lucky on the way to reach my dream, and appreciate everythingI'll meet. Because I know that the appearance of them will teach me something.