Twelve years ago, my parents brought me into this world. Because I am the only daughter of my parents and I am their darling, I naturally enjoy their care, dedication and gifts. I never felt anything wrong, and I never thought about sharing something for my parents. It was last year's theme class meeting that deeply touched my heart and completely changed me. I remember the name of the class meeting is "Thanksgiving to parents, light up the true feelings". In the soothing music of the class meeting, the scene of my parents taking care of me is vivid: two years ago, I was sick, and my parents ran around behind my back, seeking medical treatment everywhere. From their anxious expressions and careful care, I deeply realized my parents' heartfelt love for me. One night during my stay in hospital, it was very cold and it was snowing heavily outside. Dad came to bring me dinner after work, but I want to eat jiaozi. Without saying a word, he put down the home-cooked food he had brought and braved the cold wind and snow to go out and buy me jiaozi. After a long time, the snowman-like father came back. Before he could brush off the snow, he asked me eagerly, "Are you hungry?" Looking at my father's kind face and touching his hand, I was moved to tears. My parents not only care about my health, but also care about my growth. They taught me to talk, walk, read and write, and told me stories. They are my first teachers. After I went to school, although my parents were very busy at work, they always asked me how I was getting along at school every night, whether I got along well with my classmates, whether I had any difficulties in my study and so on. Especially in windy, rainy and snowy weather, my parents always come to pick me up from school for fear that I will get caught in the rain and freeze. Whenever I encounter difficulties in my study, they always help me patiently and encourage me not to be afraid. I remember one night in the third grade, I was sitting at the table doing my homework and my mother was cooking. I can't do a math problem, and I sigh alone. My mother noticed, so she ran over and patiently gave me guidance. When I worked out this problem under her guidance, a burning smell came to my face and my mother remembered the dishes in the pot. ..... For more than ten years, my parents have been concerned about my affairs. One day last year, I sat on the sofa and picked up an orange in the fruit bowl at will. The orange was so bright that I peeled it three times, five times and twice. It suddenly occurred to me that the teacher taught us to be grateful. I stayed for a while, and then I divided the peeled oranges into two parts, one for my mother and the other for my father. Without too many words, I saw my mother's sweet smile. Dad said happily and loudly, "thank you!" My daughter peeled oranges for me! " Looking at the incredible happiness of parents, I suddenly found that parents are so easy to satisfy. So, I began to think, in ordinary life, some small things I can do are not also grateful actions? Since then, I have worked very hard in my studies, because I know that my little achievements will bring infinite happiness and happy satisfaction to my parents, so I will repay my parents with excellent results. Go home from school and finish your homework. Pick up the broom and sweep the floor. After dinner, I rushed over to help my mother wash the dishes; While my father was reading the newspaper, I poured him a cup of hot tea. When I got up in the morning, I folded the quilt and cleaned the room ... My parents praised me and said that I had grown up. Students, parents have deep wrinkles, because they have given us beautiful youth; My parents' hands are thick because they give us warm sunshine; My parents bent down because they gave us a straight back; Parents' eyes are wasted because they give us bright eyes. Let's learn to be grateful, thank our parents for raising us, and thank them for giving us every bit. A grateful look, a warm greeting, a sincere communication and a satisfactory answer sheet; Be a filial child, be an excellent student, be a pillar with outstanding achievements ... this is the reward, and this is the best gratitude to parents. Thanksgiving parents, light up the true feelings. Dear students, learn to be grateful. Our life is always full of sunshine. In the clear sky of Wan Li, which ray of sunshine is the most dazzling? Some people say it's excellent academic performance, others say it's helping others ... and I think the brightest sunshine on our life road should belong to gratitude, to everyone who helps us grow up. Yes, learning to be grateful is a feeling, and learning to be grateful is a feeling. Two years ago, I was seriously ill. My parents ran around behind my back, seeking medical treatment everywhere. From their anxious expressions and careful care, I deeply realized my parents' heartfelt love for me. One day, my father took me to the hospital by bike. After I took the bus, I found my father riding slowly. For several months, my father was so tired that my illness exhausted him physically and mentally. I accidentally found some white hairs on my father's head. Ah, dad has changed. He is getting old. I saw the vicissitudes of years, the hardships of life and the traces of my father's efforts for me in him. Ah, dad hasn't changed, and the mountain-like fatherly love hasn't changed. I can still feel his warmth and love. It was the night I was in the hospital. It's very cold and it's snowing heavily outside. Dad came to bring me dinner after work, but I want to eat jiaozi. Without saying anything, he put down his home cooking and braved the cold wind and snow to go out and buy me jiaozi. It's getting dark, the wind is getting stronger and the snow is getting heavier. At this time, the snowman-like father said, "You are hungry!" " "Looking at my father's kind face and touching his hand, I was moved to tears." Dad, dad ... "I kept repeating in my mind," You are really my good father! "Winter is very cold, and everything my father does is like sunshine, which warms my sick body; Like a warm current, it melts into my sad heart; My father's care supported my belief in overcoming the disease. After more than a month of treatment, I recovered and was discharged from the hospital. I will never forget my parents' love and care for me. What can I do for them? I often ask myself this question. Even if I hang my shoulders for them, wash the dishes, sing them a song, go shopping and walk with them, I will feel comforted. Learning to be grateful and repay kindness, I seem to grow up at once: I study hard and don't let them worry about me; I struggled to wash dishes and pick vegetables so that they could have a rest; I often hum a ditty to make my family laugh ... I try my best to leave the most unforgettable time for my parents, make them happy and make them proud. I love my parents, and all the children in the world love their parents. Let's say to them together: "We love you!" Let's act together, repay the kindness and learn to be grateful. Winter is no longer cold, the night is no longer long, and happiness is always with you and me.