Each school year, my class has different teachers. Everyone is very passionate and loves their job. But what I still like the most is Miss Nga - my homeroom teacher of my year. Nga has a slightly thin figure, gentle oval face. Her long hair is flowing like a waterfall, always faintly fragrant with flowers. Her eyes are always gentle and full of love. Her mouth is always slightly curved like a smile. Her soft hands with beautiful slender fingers once held my hand, guiding me how to hold a pen, how to write each number and letter in the first days of school. She is very pure and gentle. When she read the article, her voice seemed to be transported into the world of words, making it impossible for me to easily ignore knowledge. Ms. Nga is a wonderful teacher. I still remember, when she first entered the first grade, she always took care of us from the smallest values. On winter days, she reminds the class to dress warmly. Before leaving, she was careful. She is like my second kind mother. I love you very much. Although she is now an adult, she can no longer study her, but in her heart, she is always the mother, the best driver.
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