The composition "Influence" is 400 words.

The "important people" who influence me, everyone's growth will always be influenced by others. Some people's influence is not so important, they are not as important as others; Some people's influence is very important, and they are "important people". The "significant other" may be a person's parents, lover or friend, or one or more teachers. As far as teachers are concerned, not all teachers are "important people" who influence students. It is often those teachers who are good at encouraging, appreciating and accommodating students that can have a positive and important impact on the growth of students. When I was growing up, I met many "important people". Especially when I was in danger of growing up, these "important people" "saved" me from difficulties. My mother used to like to ask a fortune teller to make a budget for my future. It is said that at a certain stage of life, you will encounter some dangers, but "there are nobles to help you in times of crisis." Mother was deeply moved by this and offered a large reward to the fortune teller. I don't believe the fortune teller, but I know that in my experience, there are always people who help me through the difficulties. Mr. Hu, a primary school teacher, was the first noble person to help me. Before the third grade of primary school, his grades were very poor, and he was one of the four idiots in the teacher's mind. I studied in the third grade of primary school for two years. This is the first and last time in my life. It feels bad to be told that you have failed. In the eyes of the students around, it is almost a "sentence". Later, when I read in the newspaper that someone was sentenced to one year, I immediately thought of the word "repeat reading". It seems that after the "farewell ceremony", a teacher surnamed Zhao informed me to "repeat the grade"; It is also possible to receive a "report card" after a week's vacation, and the conclusion shown above is "repeat reading". I forgot some details, but I am sure of one thing: it rained heavily on the day I received the notice. It rained continuously in my hometown that summer, and it rained everywhere. I went home in the rain that day. All the other students took the stool home, but I didn't take the stool. Probably because I am in a bad mood, I am not in the mood to move that stool. Later, a friend reminded me: Why are you so tacky? You are in a bad mood. It's starting to rain. I argued that it really rained that day. He doesn't believe it. Now there are many scenes of rain in movies and TV, real rain and fake rain. That stool is made of a big stump, painted yellow and strong. The big stump was dug up by my father in the garden behind the house, and then taken to Master Zhang (the most famous carpenter in the village) to make a stool. In a wheat harvest season, my father moved back to the stool from Master Zhang's house. I walked over and the stool almost reached my shoulder. Father said, "Use this stool next time you go to school." That stool is obviously the most beautiful stool in the school. My father knows that my position in school is not high, and I am a "poor student". If the "composition" of the family is not good, the status of the whole family in the village will be very low, and my father can almost judge that my life at school will not be easy. I guess my father probably wants to improve his son's position in school with beautiful stools. Unfortunately, I only used that stool for less than half a year. I left that stool in that classroom when I failed the grade that year. I haven't seen that stool since. After I came home, my father didn't scold me much, but I always felt a heavy sense of failure that year. Until the second day of junior high school, I suddenly became a hero in my class. On that day, our math teacher went to a relative's house, and Mr. Hu from school came to our classroom as a substitute teacher temporarily. Teacher Hu is my neighbor. The relationship between our two families is not good, but it doesn't seem that bad. In that class, Mr. Hu strongly encouraged and praised me. This seems to be the fault of Hubei people. Once he likes someone, he likes them fiercely. What about me? I began to like his looks violently and his math class. After school that day, Mr. Hu asked me to check the homework of other students. Whoever passed my check could go home. If it is unqualified, stay and correct it. A few weeks later, Mr. Hu recommended me to take part in the math competition for primary school students in the town. I didn't know about it beforehand. I was late for school that morning and missed the departure time. I saw Mr. Hu and two students leaving the village by bike in the distance. At that time, I heard that Mr. Hu recommended me, and because I couldn't wait, I changed someone temporarily. Although I was dubious, I was inexplicably excited all day. To this day, I insist that a good teacher is a person who can make his students inexplicably excited all day; The so-called bad teacher is a person who always makes his students suffer all day for no reason every once in a while. Since I met Mr. Hu, my later primary school life has been sunny and rainy. After being admitted to the university, I want to visit Mr. Hu when I return to my hometown in Hubei every year. Of course, I haven't been there much so far. Later, I summed up an educational slogan: If you think someone is kind to you, you should bravely express your gratitude to him at the first time. Even if it is disgusting, let him go numb. I believe that when students fall into the abyss of inferiority, education will either become another name for torture and ill-treatment, or a just act to save the victims and safeguard their dignity. On the road of my life, it was Mr. Hu who saved me and defended me. I have been grateful to Mr. Hu for a long time. To this day, whenever I meet a man named Hu, I immediately have a good impression. Later, I liked reading Hu Shi's books and admired Hu Shi's personality charm, which may be related to Mr. Hu subconsciously. I always think that Lu Xun and Hu Shi are two scholars and thinkers worthy of respect by future generations in China for more than 100 years. I once saw the statue of Lu Xun on the campus of Peking University, but I looked around and couldn't find the statue of Hu Shi. It's weird. After graduating from primary school, I entered the middle school in the town. When I was in middle school, I met a female teacher named Wang. She teaches us English. Teacher Wang graduated from normal school (at that time, normal school was the best "university", excellent junior middle school students were admitted to normal school, and their grades were generally high school students who were admitted to university). She often tells us that when she is in normal school, she always gets up early and then hides in the reeds outside the playground to read English. In my impression, the university is the place where reeds grow. 1988 I went to see Reid on the first day of college, but unfortunately I couldn't find him. Miss Wang probably didn't think that what she said would be the initial motivation for us to enter the university. She casually told such an important event in life, but we took it seriously. My imagination is: there is such a big university and such a big playground, unlike the small playground in our middle school. Outside the playground is a large reed bush. A gust of wind blows, and you can see a group of beautiful women hiding in the reeds reading English. This means that you must go to college, or you will see nothing. Miss Wang is very beautiful, exactly, very feminine. I firmly believe that a basic way to save education in China is to let many beautiful women be teachers. Do you see how many beautiful women are teaching now? Some female teachers look like proprietress, but not like teachers; Some male teachers look like bad village heads. Whether a teacher is beautiful really lies in his/her impressive body, but in whether his/her spiritual temperament is moving. Some people look great, but in fact they are just a pile of movable meat; Some people are ugly, but have spiritual temperament. You can tell at a glance that he is a good teacher. Miss Wang is a typical beauty teacher in our eyes. I remember that a group of boys in our class secretly liked her, which was beyond their capacity. More confident boys always find excuses to run into Mr. Wang's office, such as asking an English grammar question; Hand in homework; Or ask her what she will learn in English tomorrow. Mr. Wang looks self-righteous, but his teaching is rigorous. If someone doesn't finish his homework, she will be angry. Her mantra is "you ghosts!" Once a female teacher like her is angry, she is often worse than a male teacher. So no one in our class failed to finish his homework on time. Both secretly like the teacher and obviously full of awe. There seems to be a magical power in it. The English scores in our class always greatly surpass those in other classes. Later, when filling in the college entrance examination volunteers, many students in our class applied for the Foreign Languages Department. Naturally, there is a reason for Teacher Wang. However, in addition to Mr. Wang, there is also a very special teacher who has played a role. Teacher's surname is Tu, male. After Miss Wang, our English teacher is Miss Tu. Teacher Tu's face is flushed, his neck is thick and his waist is round. His whole body is like a plastic bag full of gas. There seems to be something wrong with his left leg. He always walks up and down. Several boys in the class agreed that there was nothing wrong with his leg, but the road was uneven. So he called him "Teacher Lu" behind his back. Teacher Tu's figure is too perfect, and he doesn't speak neatly enough. He is all thumbs, ie his lips are thick and he feels one size bigger than normal. Isn't it ridiculous that such a person should teach us English? At first, as soon as he began to speak English, we snickered below. Whenever we laugh, he is very happy and thinks it is the humorous effect of his lectures. Why he feels so good about himself, we haven't figured it out for a long time. But in the later days, almost every student in our class fell in love with this chubby "Teacher Lu" for nothing. This is a fact. Things are simple, too. This teacher Tu is very kind to us. I can't say what is good for us, but the whole class obviously feels that Mr. Tu is good for us. For example, if a classmate is absent-minded in class, he will look for help and say, "Hey-it's a pity that I speak so well that you don't listen." For example, a classmate in class always likes to doze off in class. He will come to his side and take us to study English hard. When he woke up, Teacher Tu kindly encouraged him: "Come on, we are reading this paragraph, come on!" As a male teacher, he is so thick and tolerant of his students. We like him. How can you not like him? A few words about "friends": My educational diary was in middle school, and I met some classmates and friends (classmates may become friends or degenerate into backgrounds). Among these classmates and friends, there is a classmate named Yao Ming, who has the greatest influence and help to me. I have also helped many people, and I agree with Yao Ming on this point. But in fact, I seldom do anything for Yao Ming. Yao Ming helped me, and I helped others, except once. During the Spring Festival that year, Yao Ming was not at home, so I went to Xieren Township (my family is in Shigang Township) instead of him to visit his elderly parents. Yao Ming's help to me is related to several words. The first word is "crossing the river". In rural Hubei, late spring and early summer are the season of cutting wheat and transplanting rice. At that time, rainy days and sunny days often alternated, with a lot of rain. I went home with Yao Ming that weekend, and then went back to school together. On the way home, I have to pass through a ditch flooded by heavy rain, so I need to roll up my trouser legs and wade across the river. I injured my right foot a few days ago and couldn't get into the water. Yao Ming is fast. He went into the water first and advised me not to take off my shoes. He came behind my back. The next day, he came to my house first, and then we went back to school together. On the way, he copied the practice of the previous day and carried me across the river. From then on, the word "crossing the river" and the situation have a unique meaning to me. Later, when I was in primary and secondary schools, I was always sensitive to the situation of "crossing the river" (including "pony crossing the river") in primary and secondary school textbooks. The second word is "tape". When I was a freshman in senior high school, he brought me some blank tapes of "parrot brand" from his brother's house (his brother is a soldier) as a birthday present, and asked me to copy the recordings of English textbooks. The first time I saw a blank tape, I regarded it as a treasure. Later, he went to the store and bought me some blank tapes. In fact, these tapes were of little use at that time, because I could borrow the original tapes of my English teacher directly without copying them. But in the third year of high school, these tapes came in handy. That year, Mr. Min bought a batch of headphones from Xiantao (he overcame some obstacles and criticisms and bought them by car at his own expense), and selected a group of people from our class to listen to tapes every day, ready to apply for "foreign language major". It is said that when applying for a foreign language major, a "listening test" was required as a reference score. The other students just listened to the recording provided by the teacher. I copied other materials because I had a blank tape. This played a role in my later application for the Foreign Languages Department. The third word is "vomiting". After graduating from high school, Yao Ming entered the acupuncture department of Hubei College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and I went to the Foreign Languages Department of Hubei Normal University. Go home in winter and summer vacations and often stay in his school for one night. It was a bumpy ride in the car for several hours that day, and the wind was cold, so it was very late to get to him. He took me to eat supper first, fried a plate of shrimp and drank beer, and then went back to the dormitory to sleep. Maybe there's something wrong with that shrimp dish. I felt a stomachache and vomited violently in the middle of the night. There are six people living in Yao Ming's dormitory, and his bed is the upper bunk. Vomiting came from the upper bunk, and the whole dormitory immediately smelled bad. Yao Ming, turn over. Come on. I fell asleep soon, and when I got up the next morning, the dormitory had been restored to its original order. I just found out that my shoes are wet and washed. The fourth word is "send money". After graduating from college, I went to Southwest Normal University to continue my studies, and Yao Ming went to work in an oilfield hospital. At that time, his salary was not much, about 300 a month. He sends me money irregularly. Once sent to 400 yuan, who said it was a bonus from the hospital? When I went home for the Spring Festival that year, he came to my house and personally gave me more than 200 yuan (a brand-new banknote with a denomination of 10 yuan). A few days later, I took the money to the town to pick up my grandfather. Grandpa lost money playing mahjong and owed others gambling money and rent. The fifth word is "Chinese medicine". His major is "Chinese medicine". Every time we get together, he will tell me some superficial knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine and his worship of Laozi's philosophy. He took me into the autopsy room of their school and let me observe the dissected bodies. He took me to a Chinese medicine class, and I have been longing for that class, that theme. Yao Ming said that I was fit to study medicine, and he was right. Every time I am in his school, I don't want to leave. I know I'm so crazy about medicine. One summer vacation, I borrowed his textbook, Traditional Chinese Medicine. I spent the whole summer vacation reading that book. I took detailed notes after reading it. Later, I went to work in Sun Yat-sen University of Medical Sciences, which had a lot to do with Yao Ming's influence on me. The sixth word is "number sense". After I went to work in Guangzhou, I sent 1 0,000 yuan to Yao Ming. Later, I went to Shanghai to "study". Suddenly one day, I received a letter from Yao Ming. He said that he had some troubles recently and hoped that I would send him 1 0,000 yuan again. He added: "I once charged you 1 000 yuan, but the money I sent you before seemed to be 2000 yuan." I was shocked. When I sent him money, I estimated that the money he had mailed me before was about 1000 yuan. But I know, maybe I was wrong. If Yao Ming looks rough, in fact, he has developed intuition and a good sense of numbers. I have never been sensitive to numbers, so far I have always avoided "quantitative research" intentionally or unintentionally when doing educational research. I quickly sent him 1 0,000 yuan. Added: "I am very sorry, I made a mistake. Please let me know if you have any difficulties in the future. "