Fengyanzhou
The moonlight is still there,
My heart is full of gratitude.
People are still those,
Things are still the same,
The blood in the heart is not.
Boil, boil, boil,
You drank it with boiling water. No,
Simple boiled water,
Its taste,
Everything about it,
You will understand,
People with love will understand,
A caring and grateful person will do it.
My extended family,
The big family I love,
Thanks to all those who are grateful and loving.
With you,
The world will bloom in fantastic colors.
With you,
The world will be full of gratitude.
2. September is related to gratitude.
In the dream of falling flowers,
In this colorful September,
I want to draw a picture.
As red as a maple leaf,
Draw a grateful heart.
Color it in autumn,
Stained with the smell of fruit,
Sprinkle sincere wishes.
Give together,
My favorite teacher.
3. Thanksgiving Day.
Ruthless,
I am very happy,
I can hold a heavy rice bowl in my hand,
Solve hunger.
I am very happy,
I can cross fields and mountains with my feet.
Stand still.
I am very happy,
I can see everything in the world with my eyes,
Black and white.
I am very happy,
I can listen to shouts and cheers with both ears.
Sadness and happiness are intertwined.
So,
I thank my parents,
Give me a healthy body.
I am grateful for the passage of time,
Give me the experience of growing up.
I appreciate the warmth and coldness of human feelings,
Give me a chance to think.
I thank the ups and downs of nature,
Give me peace of mind.
Gratitude,
The beauty and pain of life.
4. "Be grateful".
The bluebird flies across the sky,
I appreciate it,
I can finally be with you,
Complete this journey.
Yesterday,
Embracing the sky is like dreaming.
Out of reach.
I put up with the sunshine,
Imagine,
A cup of coffee,
Patterns splashed on snowflakes.
Mood,
Just like the take-off and landing of an airplane,
Some weightlessness.
Feeling,
Compared with the performance in "Drunk House",
More real.
Maybe from now on,
What worries me is,
Will be like a passenger plane in a dense fog,
A little confused.
But you're here,
The course is here.
5. Thanksgiving Day.
Jiang Nanyu stopped,
Thanks to the clarity of the sea,
Put on a blue coat for the sea;
Because of the purity of the clouds,
Cover the sky with a white carpet.
Thanks to the wind blowing the earth green,
Thanks to the rain that moistens everything,
Thank you for your invitation,
The smile that brought me.
The curtain that had been closed for a long time was opened.
The light irritates my eyes,
I use my hand to keep out the wind,
In the gap between your fingers,
There's you looking up at the windowsill.
Boring time began to pass in a hurry,
Loneliness began to sing,
The lonely figure was also expelled,
Life is full of you,
Where there is you, there will be a smile.
Where there is you, there is hope.
When life is no longer boring,
When life finds its way again,
You left me in a hurry again,
Tell me to stand on my own two feet,
Tell me not to get emotional easily,
Life has a long way to go.
So, I know gratitude,
Thank you for your participation today.
Thank you for every day of your life.
6. "Thanksgiving Day again".
Meishan,
May wind,
Smoothing mother's air-dried wrinkles.
Blessings from children from all directions,
If the long drought land coincides with the spring rain,
Moist laughter rose in the small courtyard of my hometown.
Today last year,
Sister, the phone is full of crying.
Faded memories,
Like a rising door.
Mother's voice and smile welled up in my heart,
Motherly love and kindness,
It is the rudder of the wanderer.
No matter where you go,
Mother's advice,
Is priceless sincerity.
Moonlight and dusk,
The touch of the moon and the stars,
Expectations before dawn,
Concerned about wind, rain, lightning,
Mom, this Thanksgiving, I can only mourn for you for countless minutes in my heart.
Happy Mother's Day and Thanksgiving!
When all the mothers in the world are laughing.
Mom, are you okay in heaven?
Have you ever heard of children's blessings and thoughts?
I can only express my deep blessing to you in words!
7. Gratitude is the sunshine of life.
Blue sky and warm sunshine,
Thank god,
Send me,
Blue and empty.
Thank the earth,
Send me,
Ganquan and treasure.
Thanks to the workers,
Send me,
Convenient and warm.
Thanks to the farmers,
Send me,
Food and clothing are safe.
Thanks to the plane,
Send me,
Enjoy the beautiful scenery.
Thanks to the passenger ship,
Send me,
Sailing at sea,
Thanks to my father's hard work,
Send me,
Rough tea and light rice.
Thanks to mother,
With hard-earned milk,
Feed me,
Grow sturdily.
Thanks to relatives and friends,
Send me,
Selfless help.
Thanks to my friends,
Send me,
Brilliant sunshine.
Be grateful,
Mind,
Very bright.
Not anymore,
Helpless and melancholy.
Not anymore,
Pain and sadness.
In this world,
There's no room to fill it,
Golden sunshine!
8. "For Thanksgiving".
Red jade,
To be grateful,
We are not afraid of the topic of death.
We calmly and repeatedly spliced these nine strokes,
Like to taste, play and understand the meaning of life.
Ancient sages and sages summarized it as being cautious and pursuing the future.
Only then did Qingming go for an outing, cuju and mowing grass.
Look at the green grass and flowers in the south of the Yangtze River.
When the sun pours down in the northwest,
Blindly prepare, prepare, seize the opportunity,
Just like the darkness, ignorance and chance of life,
Over the past few days, the new version of the Qingming Riverside Map by Dan Qing,
Replacing Ejina's vast frontier with strong winds blowing sand,
My mother's last words clearly echoed in my ears.
The lingering sound clearly shows the joy of improvement.
The most regrettable thing is that my little sister is completely unprepared.
In her mind, she abides by the tall image of fighting against fate.
Being ridiculed and ridiculed by the swarming Qingming scene,
The loved ones I lost in pain,
They told me that ideal and reality are always different,
Wake up like a dream.
Only God's white wings loom at the top of the willow tree.
Quiet and eternal wind, sunny oasis paradise.
9. Grateful Heart.
Smoke and fish,
When the sun shed tears and the night fog burst out,
The whistle of pigeons awakened the sleeping temple.
Then, the clear and bright bell rang through the morning sky.
The chanting of the golden drum,
Remove obstacles and wake up to difficulties.
All creatures open their eyes at this moment,
Not only will they be happy,
Perhaps, those disappointments will still follow;
Perhaps, people who grow beans don't necessarily have beans;
You don't have to grow melons.
Perhaps, the disaster is not far away;
Perhaps, hunger and cold are still raging on the other side of the mountains and seas;
Perhaps, you fell on the road and passers-by ignored you;
Maybe there are many possibilities.
Nevertheless,
The sun is still rising and setting.
Push open the window,
The mountains are still green, the trees are still green,
Birds are still flying and flowers are still brilliant.
Listen, the bell of the temple is still ringing,
I can't help putting my hands together.
Thank our country is still harmonious;
Thank parents and relatives for their good health;
Thank the blue sky is still so clear;
Thanks for the clean flow;
Thanks for all the good things;
Thank you for your ups and downs.
With a grateful heart,
Treat all luck and misfortune;
With a grateful heart,
Looking at the mountain, the mountain is affectionate.
Look at the water, water is intentional.
10, the song of gratitude.
The seasons are like spring,
The gentleman who taught me the four books and five classics,
Taught me the principles of being a man.
You pick up the axe of responsibility,
Open the treasure house of knowledge for me.
You set an example,
Teach me how to smear my life.
About dreams;
About perseverance;
About dignity;
About love;
Point them out one by one.
Drive away the ignorant gentleman for me;
Sir who sails for me;
You are a silent indicator;
You are a book containing 1000 words.
Only by thinking deeply,
Understand you.
Only gratitude,
Be thorough.
Mr. Mystery taught me knowledge and strength,
Sir who gave me courage and confidence,
It is you,
On the road of dreams,
Silent guidance.
When my dream flies,
I want to pick a leaf from the bodhi tree.
Make a flute,
Song for you forever.
Thank you letter,
Composed songs.