Essay: It's the New Year. In the streets, children, big and small, are busy paying New Year greetings.

The new year that I have been looking forward to day and night is coming. According to the custom, we watch TV, watch movies, set off firecrackers, pack jiaozi, sing, dance and play chess every New Year, which makes us very happy. But this year, my father asked me to pay a New Year call to my teacher in order to exercise my language problems when talking with people.

That night, my family and I watched the Spring Festival Gala with great interest. At this time, my father dialed Mr. Chen's mobile phone number and asked me, "Do you dare to call the teacher to pay a New Year call?" "Yes, of course. Don't worry! " Looking at my father's puzzled expression, I promised my father without hesitation. So, I took my mobile phone to my room and waited for the voice of Teacher Chen. "Du-du-du" I waited casually. "Hello, hello. Who is this, please? " At this time, the teacher's kind voice appeared. "Teacher Chen, I am your student Zhu Jiajing. I wish you a happy new year, all the best, and the bulls are soaring. " After hearing the teacher's answer, I also politely say hello to the teacher.

After talking with the teacher for a long time, I walked out of the room. When my father saw me coming out, he jokingly asked, "What took you so long to come out? Is it a New Year greeting with the teacher? Or turn your face with the teacher? " After listening to my father's words, I gently covered my mouth with my hand and said mysteriously, "This is a secret between our teachers and students, and no one is allowed to know!" After that, my father and I both laughed. I am very grateful to my father, who taught me to be polite when communicating with people.