Thanksgiving composition is about 800 words 1: Thanksgiving teachers have the most beautiful life, that is, teachers, ordinary life, magnificent career; There is a most beautiful song, that is, dedication, selfless dedication, spreading the hope of the future. Three-foot platform is the land we cultivated silently, and it is our glory and pride to take root in this land! Since you have chosen this career, you should devote your youth, ideals, beliefs and wisdom without reservation! As a teacher, I am content to have this lofty profession; Satisfied with the love of students and the trust of parents; Satisfied with a fresh and vibrant campus atmosphere; Be content with the dullness of life. People should learn to be satisfied, and those who are satisfied are always happy. Having a job is happiness in itself. We should enjoy this happiness and cherish it. Work and give with gratitude. Even though fate has brought us suffering and despair, we should still be grateful. Only by learning to be grateful can one support the backbone of the world. "Sheep have the grace of kneeling and nursing, while crows have the meaning of feeding back". As the masters of the world, we should be full of gratitude. A grateful heart turns an enemy into a friend, and a grateful heart turns decay into magic; A grateful heart turns the ice peak into spring warmth. On the road of life, without gratitude, there will be no sunshine and rain. Only by being grateful can we repay society.
As a teacher, I also have a grateful heart. I thank the school for providing me with a working platform; Thank the leaders for their meticulous care and help; Thanks to my colleagues for giving me the warmth like brothers and sisters, and also thanks to the students for giving me confidence and inspiring my endless enthusiasm for work. Give me happiness, let me
A deeper love for life. Living in our collective, I am extremely happy and happy. Contentment is the source of my happiness, and gratitude is the continuation of my happiness. Dear teachers, please work happily with contentment and gratitude like me!
I am not a pillar, but my career is a pillar; I am not the future, but my career is the future. No regrets, my choice; No regrets, dedication to youth. I am proud, I am proud, I am a people's teacher.
As a teacher, what do you think of when you stand on the podium and face that lovely face of Zhang Tianzhen, and when you stand on the podium and look into those eyes eager for knowledge? Is it the development of the nation and the prosperity of the country? Or parents' expectations? The future of the child? At this moment, if I have to answer, I will choose to be dedicated. The reason why I choose, I will love, the reason why I love, I will be persistent, and the reason why I am persistent, I will pay. Because we shoulder the responsibility of cultivating the flowers of the motherland, teaching and educating people is our unshirkable responsibility and obligation, and it is also our belief! Yes, we guard a pure land with a pointer, and offer a piece of love with a light three-foot platform. Since we chose the podium, we also chose to contribute silently.
As a teacher, I hold high the red candle in my hand. As long as my pigeons can fly in the blue sky, I would rather burn every inch of my body, let my youth and even my life sublimate in the beating candlelight and rush in the bright red blood ... Dear teachers, let's take action and release our enthusiasm! The great motherland needs our dedication, and the fiery life needs our dedication. Let's build a bridge with love, forge friendship with sincerity, unite strength with care, dedicate our ordinary life to this grand cause, let a hundred flowers blossom, let peaches and plums blossom everywhere, and let our lives shine in cultivation and dedication. Today, the sun rises in front of us in the new century, and the horn of teachers' morality in the new era has sounded. Let me dedicate myself to the cause of sunshine with you, you and you! Let's join hands, shoulder to shoulder, care for innocence with love, nurture growth with wisdom, open our hearts with sincerity, fly our ideals with hope, bring gratitude with contentment, promote dedication with gratitude, and write a new chapter in teachers' morality with youth and blood!
About 800 words of gratitude essay 2: Thanksgiving sets sail again, mother, an ordinary and simple word. Motherly love is the same. In ancient times, Meng Jiao once said, "The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for wayward children. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who dares to say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? " So what is maternal love? Some people say: "Motherly love is the sunshine in winter, which warms a child's heart. Motherly love is a flame that melts the cold heart a little. " But I think: "Motherly love is the dry water in the desert, which irrigates the withered land for us."
Are you still complaining that your mother gave you too little? Are you still resentful that mom didn't buy you a favorite gift? Are you still arguing with your mother about a little difference? Well, my friend, you are actually wrong. She gave us life, as the saying goes: "October is pregnant, one delivery." She worked hard to raise us and wasted her youth for our growth. She devoted all her energy to watering the flowers of love for us. Why can't we repay her with a grateful heart? Why make her worry about us? Do you know that she is getting old and spending less and less time with us?
I once saw a story on the Internet:
Two mothers gave birth to a daughter. The daughter is very beautiful. Unfortunately, my daughter was born blind in her left eye. What a blow to an ordinary family! Her mother is a widow. In order that her daughter will not be laughed at when she grows up, she will never marry again and accompany her daughter for life. Mother and daughter live together. Their lives are poor, but they are happy. But one day, the bad news came, and my daughter suddenly found that her left eye was out of sight.
When the daughter told her mother the news, her mother's first reaction was: cure. But for an ordinary family, how much is this expense? The mother took out her perennial savings and accompanied her daughter to the big hospital for examination. I found that my daughter was born blind in her left eye and needed to change her cornea. Mother resolutely and absolutely wants to exchange her cornea for her daughter. In fact, the woman didn't know that her mother was blind, too. She kept this secret until a year ago. ...
My daughter is married and has a family, and she has repeatedly asked her mother to enjoy a better life with her. But my mother refused all the time. She didn't want to burden her daughter too much. Until one day, the mother found her daughter by her own sense of touch, until her daughter became ill. On the way, my mother was completely blind and crawled on the ground. Finally, the long wait finally allowed the mother to find her daughter. But the daughter found that there seemed to be something wrong with her mother's eyes, and she didn't know that her mother's eyes were completely blind until she asked. ...
In order to cure her daughter's eyes, the mother gave up her cornea and let her daughter's left eye see again. I'm blind. ...
Yes, this is maternal love. Motherly love is the sea, affectionate and broad. We should repay her selfless love with a grateful heart.
Ah, friends, please close our eyes and feel these troubles and thoughts that have already been left in the corner!
Grateful Essay about 800 words 3: Grateful Heart Since ancient times, there is an old saying in the world: "The parents of doctors care." Some people devote all their efforts to their beloved patients, and devote their life time, energy and youth to public welfare undertakings without regrets until they die.
I was deeply moved to read the story of "doctor's grandmother" Hu Peilan in the book "Make Progress, Respect Virtue and Be Good". After graduation, the old man from Hu Peilan began a 70-year medical career. For 70 years, I have insisted on visiting every day, rain or shine, and never stopped. The elderly also actively participate in public welfare undertakings and are the oldest volunteers in China. On the evening of February, 2065438 14, Hu Peilan was selected as the person of the year who touched China with flowers, applause and tears, but she never saw this touching scene again and heard the greatest praise in her life. "The patient is finished, go home ..." This is the last sentence left by the old man. From beginning to end, I seem to be there, and my heart is always touched by stories.
I thought, "People live for themselves, to prove their worth. Hu Peilan, an old man, devoted his whole life to his patients. His selfless dedication without asking for anything in return is deeply worthy of our respect! Learn! " Just as I was immersed in the story, two words suddenly jumped into my mind-teacher! Ah! It suddenly dawned on me, didn't the teacher also have this kind of selfless dedication? Without the careful training of teachers, where does knowledge come from? When we fall into a quiet dream, isn't it the teacher who is still tirelessly correcting this homework and test paper under the desk lamp? When we encounter setbacks and hesitate, isn't it the teacher who gives us a positive look? When we contradict the teacher, isn't it the tolerance of the teacher countless times? When we don't make progress, isn't it also the teacher's persuasion? Yes, it's a teacher. Teachers are like hardworking gardeners, cultivating peaches and plums; Teachers are like red candles, burning themselves and illuminating us; Teachers are like silkworm, unknown, selfless and fearless.
At this time, the past emerged like a flood ... the bell rang, and in the noisy classroom, the monitor tried to maintain discipline on the podium, but it was useless. "Teacher Luo is here!" I don't know which classmate shouted, and the classroom that was originally like a vegetable market was instantly silent. Teacher Luo came into the classroom with disappointed eyes. "You are already a big brother and sister in grade six, and you should understand the truth. I don't want to talk about the same problem again. When class begins, I should hear the sound of books, not the noise. Is this like sixth grade? This is a classroom, not a vegetable market! This is the place to study! " Teacher Luo said that it was so quiet in the class that you could hear a needle fall to the ground. In this class, we not only lost our knowledge, but also lost the trust of our teachers. After that, we remained the same and completely ignored the teacher's words, but Mr. Luo has been forgiving us and paying for us.
A boat can't go without pulp, and flowers are beautiful without green leaves. A patient can't be cured without a doctor, just as we have no knowledge without a teacher and no home without parents.
The doctor gave the patient a heart, and the teacher also gave the student a heart. We should all cherish the contribution of everyone who loves us, and we should all learn to repay every heart that has paid for us.