Simon Fan (fls)

English Writing

8 March 20xx

My roommate John

One night, when I was having a bath alone in the washing room, the light sud-denly went out. “What’s up?” I shouted, but no replies. It seemed nobody was in the room and the switch went wrong again. So I went out to switch it on directly. Just at that moment, a flash of camera suddenly appeared, followed by a burst of laughter. “Perfect postures. Smile and say cheese!” Then I saw a smiling face in the corner. Oh, my god, it was John. He always played various tricks on people and it was my turn. As fast as he could, he ran out of the room, saying that “Great pictures! I’ll use it as my computer background. ”

Indeed, he’s quite a naughty boy. Tall and handsome, he wears a thick mustache. He has many hats, and when the winter comes, he usually has his purple hat on all day long even when he is sleeping. And that always reminds me of a scene that a cute baby in the cradle.

I still remember the time when he first entered the university. As he had never lived in the dormitory before, he wasn’t accustomed to the college life. Away from home, he missed his parents so much that he kept a close and frequent phone contact with them. And almost all the talks were the same, his parent always informed him of the dos and don’ts. And John just nodded his head, saying “yes” or “I got it” Things were always like that, and after the talk, he would strictly do what he was told. But when it came to the

dormitory rules, things were quite opposite.

With the garbage produced each day, the cleaning was done in turn. But when it was John’s turn, he would always find some fine excuses and refused to do so. We com-plained a lot to him, but it didn’t work. It seemed that all the rules set for the dormitory was invalid for him.

Honestly speaking, he is quite a diligent student. Even during the military train-ing, he still spared some time to study in the library and sometimes even absented him-self from the training, which was quite rare in that period. And the absence finally con-tributed to his low grade on the training course, and he usually complains about that even almost two years passed. Every semester, he will choose lots of courses, and he is always the busiest one in my class. 7 am out, 12 pm back, that’s his regular routine, and nobody can prevent from him doing so, except the computer games.

Once he starts playing the game, he’ll immediately get lost in the virtual world. With his back against the wall, he lies on his bed, staring at the screen motionlessly, and clicks the mouse consistently. And the posture can last a whole day. But after several days’ obsession, he’ll definitely uninstall the game, claiming that he’ll never touch it again. But several weeks later, we’ll see him playing the same game again.

第二篇：我的老师_作文

我的老师

一

我的老师是一个对工作尽职尽责的老师，一个伟大而又平凡的老师。她如一位园丁，把自己的一生都无私地献给了他的学生。

记得那天，我们正等着老师来上课。忽然，窗外一个霹雳打破了沉寂，刹时，电闪雷鸣、狂风大作，如黑锅似的天越压越沉，仿佛要掉下来了。又一声巨响，天空被划破，暴雨如瀑布般倾泄而下，雨点像子弹般射向大地??

看着这暴雨如注的天气，大家都说：“老师肯定不会来了。”于是，我们个个垂头丧气地拿起书来自学。不一会，老师竟冒着雨来了，顿时，教室里响起了雷鸣般的掌声。“同学们对不起，今天我迟到了，你们能原谅我吗？”望着老师湿淋淋的头发、那被雨水淋湿的衣衫，激动、热爱??一股脑涌上了我的心头。老师拿出课本，给我们讲起课来。她那可亲的面孔微笑着，那亲切的声音如母亲般给我们温暖??窗外大雨瓢泼，而教室里却到处充满了温暖??

还有一次，我在老师旁边背课文，无意间看见了老师的手已被白色的粉笔灰腐蚀了。于是，一股敬意在我心中油然而生。这正是您为了我们所付出的。

您的爱，如太阳一般温暖，如春风一般和煦，如清泉一般甘甜；您——老师的爱，是天下最伟大、最圣洁、最无私的爱。

这，就是我们的老师：一个对工作尽职尽责的老师，一个伟大而又平凡的老师!

二

经历了许多的事情，遇到过不少的老师，可她是最理解我，信任我，尊重我的人。 在我眼里，她的目光是和蔼的，她的目光是善意的，她的目光是满含期待的，我信任那目光，我感激那目光，我更留恋那目光。因为那目光给了我不曾有过的信任与力量。我有生以来第一次发现还有这样的目光时时刻刻激励着我，关心着我，我深深地感谢她，她就是我的班主任孙老师。

记得有一次上语文课，孙老师检查背书。她习惯性的注视了一下大家，然后说：“昨天学的古诗《使至塞上》大家都会背了吗?会背的同学请举手！”原本背的很熟，可我这时有点紧张，举手吧，生怕叫到我时同学们的嘲笑声；不举手吧，又担心老师误会我回家不用功学习，这可怎么办?正在我为难的时候，猛一抬头，突然，我与孙老师的目光相撞，老师的眼神里充满了期待与鼓励，似乎在说：“韩娟，你能行，真的能行，举手呀!”于是，我颤巍巍地举起了手，孙老师果真叫了我。我紧张地站了起来，声音颤抖地背着：“单车欲问边，属国过居延。征蓬出汉塞，归雁入胡天??”由于高度紧张，原本就不听话的诗句此时好像和我捉起了迷藏，藏的不知去向。“哄”的一下，教室里爆发出一阵笑声，有些同学还在窃窃私语??这时我愈加尴尬，真想找个地缝钻进去。“同学们，不要笑了，我相信韩娟能背出来的，只是她太紧张了，我们让她放松一下。”我在孙老师目光的鼓励下，深呼口气，稳定了情绪，最终一字不漏地背完了全诗。同学们沉默了大约三秒钟，班里爆发了一阵雷鸣般的掌声，这是老师和同学对我的鼓励。

不知不觉间，我深深爱上了孙老师的语文课，更爱上了那些优美的散文，情节起伏跌宕的小说，富含哲理的寓言故事??在老师和同学的热心帮助下，我回答问题也更主动了。

这不，上星期，北京十一学校的老师来我们班讲公开课，教室后面坐着各学校各学科的老师，我在众目睽睽之下镇定自若的读完了《我家有女初长成》这篇课文的前十自然段。当时班主任孙老师就斜坐在我旁边，在我读课文的过程中，我用眼角的余光分明感觉到：她始终在注视着我，鼓励着我，始终替我捏把汗，似乎比我还紧张。放心吧老师，我不会让大家失望的，我暗下决心。当我读完课文后，不仅十一学校的老师对我大加表扬，班主任脸上也

露出了欣慰的笑容。

孙老师曾告诉我：竞争中的失败不是淘汰，而是新一轮拼搏的开始。我相信自己再也不会自卑害怕了，因为我有一个懂我、爱我、尊重我的班主任在支持我。

三

我的老师

老师是人类灵魂的工程师，她们哺育了一棵又一棵稚嫩的幼苗，培养了一批又一批出色的人才。在那么多的老师中，给我印象最深的却是她——教了我半个学期的数学老师——陈老师。

陈老师中等身材，留着一头乌黑亮丽的长发，白净的脸上嵌着一双炯炯有神的大眼睛，仿佛能够看出我们同学的内心世界。但是，她留给我印象最深的却是她那爱生如子的好品质。

记得有一次，我发了高烧，烧到了三十九度五。恰好爸爸出差了，妈妈又在值班，所以我没有去学校请假。陈老师知道后，立马来到我家看望我。她握着我的手，微笑着对我说：“孩子，你发烧了，高烧三十九度五呢！你想吃点什么，老师去给你买??”当时，我虽然高烧不退，但我神志很清醒。“陈老师，您来了。”我对陈老师说。“是的，孩子，老师来了。孩子，你感觉怎么样？”这时，我的眼睛湿乎乎的??第二天，我还是没有去学校上课，陈老师又来看望我了。她见我捧着语文书，便对我说：“孩子，你别太累了，等你病好后，我们都会帮你补课的，你现在最重要的就是休息??”我心中汹涌澎湃：陈老师，您每天忠于家务，忙于家务，现在我病了，您又来看望我??想到这里，我的泪水夺眶而出??在陈老师的关心下，我的病一天天好了起来。回到学校，我就参加了期中考试，由于这几天没有上课，我才考了70多分。这时候，陈老师又忙来安慰我：“孩子，这次考试没有考好不怪你，来，我帮你把落下的功课补上吧！这道题??”在陈老师的帮助下，期末考试，我终于取得了100分的好成绩。陈老师在“寄语表”上写到:“‘天才是百分之一的灵感，百分之九十九的汗水。’祝贺你取得了优异的成绩，但成绩只能代表过去，不能够代表未来，愿你再接再厉，取得更好的成绩！”看完这张“寄语表”后，我多想对陈老师说:“陈老师，在我这100分里，有一半分是您的，谢谢您！”

现在，虽然离开了陈老师，可我还是想对她说:“陈老师，您永远是我最尊敬、最爱戴的人！”