Thank you, mom.
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Motherly love is an umbrella. When it rains, mother always blocks it with an umbrella. Motherly love is a lamp that illuminates my way forward when I am lost; Motherly love is a big tree, which shields me from the scorching sun in hot summer.
I remember once, I accidentally cut my hand on the glass. Mother was so anxious that she cried, holding a bandage and ointment. Under the careful care of my mother, my hand slowly got better. I thought to myself: I must pay attention to safety in the future, and I can't let my mother worry.
Once, I had a serious illness and my whole body was limp. My mother looked at me and touched my head. It is really hot! My mother ran to the hospital behind my back in a panic. Seeing the sweat on my mother's forehead on the way, I offered to go by myself, but my mother wouldn't let me go. After a while, I went to the hospital. The doctor told me to hang a transfusion bottle and be hospitalized. My mother is always with me. I'm hungry, so my mother went to buy me something to eat. I thought in bed: My mother is so kind to me. When I am ready, I must massage my mother's back. Under the care of my mother, I recovered. My mother was relieved to see me recover.
I am very happy because I have a mother who loves me very much.
Grateful growth
I had a big fight with my classmates the other day. I did badly in the exam today because I was in a bad mood. I walked out of the classroom in despair. I didn't expect to go to the school gate and saw a man in plain clothes waving to me excitedly. Look, that's grandma. I ran three steps in one breath and rushed into her arms, trying to pour out all my troubles, but I didn't know where to start, so I had to shut up. But her happiness hasn't changed. I haven't seen her for a week. I think grandma is a little old and her hands are not as warm as before, I thought to myself. Although I didn't speak, she kept talking. After waiting for a long time, she stopped talking when I didn't speak. I went home silently all the way.
Now that I think about it, I really feel guilty. Isn't she willing to spend such a wonderful time just to spend time with her granddaughter? Looking back carefully, it seems that he is also waiting for my return with his silently waiting back. Suddenly, tears came down as soon as my nose was sour. This should be guilt. But why do I feel more grateful?
On weekdays, if you have anything good, give it to me first. I always wanted you to eat, but you always said that you had already eaten or didn't want to eat. I don't have any concerns. I want to eat if you don't eat. Now I remember, it's not that you don't want to eat, it's that you want to leave me the good ones.
All my pleasantries and pleasantries seem useless at this moment. I just want to say thank you. I hope you can accept my humble gratitude. Perhaps, you will say: You are my granddaughter, how can you thank me? We are a family.
Thanks to a stray cat
It's a snowy evening. At a bus stop, there are about seven or eight people waiting anxiously for the bus. Not far from the crowd, a stray cat wandered in the cold wind (pái huái) screaming. Obviously, it is helpless to the extreme. Finally, it went to the crowd waiting for the bus. Perhaps, in its view, in this world of ice and snow, only humans not far away are the most reliable.
The cat got into the crowd and the crowd began to stir. A young woman screamed and the man around her began to kick the cat hard. The cat struggled to squeeze into the crowd again, and people began to avoid it and avoid it.
The cats' hopes were dashed one by one, so they had to lie helplessly in the snow not far from the crowd and whine sadly. At this moment, a cleaner came by in a garbage truck. This is a woman in her fifties. She obviously found the stray cat, so she leaned down and gently held it in her arms. The cat stopped barking, snuggled up to her and licked her hand with her tongue. The woman wiped the dusty dust from its dry and messy fur with her hands, then took off her coat outside, wrapped the cat tightly inside, put it in a sheltered corner by the roadside and left.
Everyone in the crowd watched all this and was silent.
After dozens of seconds, things took an unexpected turn. One of the men took the newly bought rice cooker out of the carton, walked to the corner and put the cat in the carton. Then, two pupils came out of the crowd. They took out several packs of snacks from their schoolbags, unpacked them and put them in cartons. When the bus came, the woman who started screaming suddenly whispered something to the man around her in a hurry. Finally, she ran to pick up the carton and got on the bus with the man and left.
I thought it was over. At this time, the cleaner came back with an anxious face. She drove the cat to the original place and stopped for a long time before pushing the car away.
I think if this cat is human, it should be grateful to all the people who just saved it. But I think from another angle, those who have moved their secret hearts should be more grateful to stray cats, which saved their dying hearts.
On a cold winter night, the stage props of a stray cat generally appear on the stage of life, and the realistic content is rich, so a multi-faceted and three-dimensional society is presented to readers. Love and hate, love and hate, beauty and ugliness, nobility and lowliness, worldly feelings and human feelings, life and life are all presented in the simplest time and space, condensed like drama.
It is not so much that people gave cats kindness and sympathy as that cats revived people's souls. Indeed, as a person, we should thank the cat for its intervention and reminder. It directed the most touching scene on a winter night in a corner of the city.
The characteristic of the article is to dissect the spiritual loss in the soul of modern people in the material age with a clever breakthrough point, which gives people a shock and shock.
Love is on the left and gratitude is on the right.
Without sunshine, there would be no warm days, no rain and dew, no patches of soil, no mother, no happy me. In my mind, my mother is the best mother in the world.
165438+1Thursday, October 23rd. Gee, there are three small words "Thanksgiving" below, so today is a day of gratitude! Looking at the word Thanksgiving repeatedly, I can't help thinking of my mother.
I remember one night when I was 6 years old, I suddenly had a fever. Dad is not at home, mom can't drive, and it's raining, which makes mom very anxious. My mother is very distressed when she looks at my uncomfortable appearance. Without saying anything, she picked me up and ran to the hospital. Finally, I went to the hospital, registered, saw a doctor, paid the fee, and took medicine ... When the nurse gave me a drip, my mother was so tired that she was sweating all over, and her eyes were a little wet when she looked at the crystal sweat on her forehead. What a slow drip! Ten minutes, half an hour, an hour, two hours ... My mother sometimes stared at the medicine in the bottle, and sometimes looked at me, her eyes full of worry and concern. In this way, my mother didn't sleep a wink all night, until my high fever subsided, and my mother was relieved. Then my mother feeds me water and buys me delicious food. Looking at my mother's busy figure, I secretly vowed in my heart: I must study hard to repay my mother.
My mother not only cares about my health, but also cares about my growth. She taught me to speak, walk, read, write, tell stories and be a man. After I went to school, my mother was very busy at work, but every night she always asked me how I was getting along at school, whether I got along well with my classmates or not, and whether I had any difficulties in my study. Especially in windy and rainy weather, my mother always sends me to and from school for fear that I will get caught in the rain and freeze. Whenever I encounter difficulties in my study, she always helps me patiently, encourages me not to be afraid, and lets me know that where there is a will, there is a way.
With warm memories, how can I thank my mother for Thanksgiving? I have a good idea: give my mother a big hug. My heart is not as good as my action. I rushed over and gave my mother a big hug. My mother didn't know it was Thanksgiving. It's strange why I want to hug her. I said today is Thanksgiving! Mom, thank you for everything.
"Grateful heart, thank you for staying with me all my life, and let me have the courage to be myself ..." I sang this warm song involuntarily. ...
Thank you, my teacher
Some people say that the teacher is the big dipper in the sky, pointing out the direction for us; Some people say that teachers are candles that illuminate us and burn ourselves; It is also said that the teacher is a diligent gardener, cutting off redundant branches and leaves for us. Yes, the teacher has been working for us all his life. We should learn to be grateful to our teachers.
When I was in the fourth grade, I dislocated my foot in an accident. At that time, I thought it was just a sprain, and it would be all right soon. But my foot hurts more and more, and it feels more than just a sprain. Holding the wall, I walked to the office bit by bit. The teacher was still correcting homework at that time. When I limped in, the teacher asked me what was going on in a panic. After I finished, the teacher was anxious to call my parents and ask them to come to the hospital to find me. After the teacher finished the phone call, she quickly asked two classmates to help me down to the lobby on the first floor. Teacher, you contacted the school bus urgently and quickly, and took me to the hospital at once.
When I got to the hospital, you were in a hurry to pay me, and you asked me from time to time if my feet hurt. In fact, teacher, when I saw you busy for me, my little heart almost melted. Yes, this is my teacher! After a while, my parents also came. They and the teacher accompanied me to check, apply medicine and put on plaster. It didn't end until eight o'clock in the evening. The teacher caught a cold the next day because she caught a cold yesterday. Hearing her hoarse voice made me feel particularly uncomfortable. But for me, the teacher wouldn't catch a cold.
I have always kept this in mind, and I want to thank my teacher. Teacher, thank you for your concern for me. Thank you teacher!
A breakfast, love forever.
Since kindergarten, I have become a minor patient in the hospital because of my young age, poor health and frequent illness. In order to strengthen the resistance, my mother made a nutritious breakfast plan-diet therapy.
Do it. My mother gets up at 6 o'clock on time every day and gets busy. Breakfast is ready, and my mother wakes me up for breakfast. Mom's breakfast is different for a week. It's beautiful, nutritious and delicious. I eat beautifully every day and am as happy as a flower!
My mother often goes to the bookstore to read the food encyclopedia, and she also buys many books about food at home. She is very happy and grew up with me year after year.
In a blink of an eye, I am in the fourth grade of primary school, ten years old, and my height has grown to 1.5 meters. For ten years, my mother has never left me, and I still enjoy the delicious food cooked by my mother every morning. My mother looked at my head and always said proudly, "My mother's breakfast still works. You see, my baby daughter has grown to her nose and will catch up with her next year. "
Besides breakfast, I enjoy "spoiling" very much, and my mother is very strict with my study and self-care. Reading, memorizing and writing in study every day. Never be careless, be serious. Learn to do simple housework, wash socks and hair, wash small clothes and cook simple food. My mother always said, "Dad is a capable soldier, and you are a soldier. You should do it accordingly. Learning this is only good for your life, not bad. " I think what my mother said is right. You see, if my mother doesn't learn to cook, I can't eat delicious food, and I can't grow to 1.5 meters.
Mom, thank you for every delicious breakfast you made for the baby, and thank you for your company along the way. People often say that companionship is the longest confession. When I grow up, I will accompany you and make your own breakfast plan! Let love continue!
I was born in 20xx, and I am glad to live in such a beautiful age. I thrive under the care of my parents, the cultivation of my teachers and the care of my motherland.
First of all, I thank my mother, who brought me into this world. My mother will prepare my favorite meals, fruits and milk for me every day to make me grow up healthily. My mother also helps me sell new clothes and shoes and help me wash clothes, which makes me look clean and energetic every day. When my mother is free, she will tell me stories, make sense and tell me what to do and what not to do. My parents also helped me create a good learning environment. They will help me sign up for some interest classes, so that I can learn more skills and cultivate my all-round development. My parents always try their best to pave the way for my growth.
Secondly, I want to thank my teacher, who taught me knowledge, so that the knowledge in my mind is no longer a blank. It was the teacher who taught me the truth of being a man. She also played games with us and became our closest friends. Teachers are always the first to arrive at school in the morning and the last to go home after school. In order to make us hear clearly in class, the teacher always tries to amplify his voice, and his voice is often hoarse. The teacher was so tired that he was ill, but he came to school early before he fully recovered and continued his class for us. Teachers work hard to give us lectures, all for our study and to cultivate us into useful people in society.
Third, I want to thank my motherland. Because of the good policies of the motherland, now we live in high-rise buildings, take wide and flat cement roads and asphalt roads, live in a good environment of environmental protection and grow up healthily. Now all the textbooks we study are provided by the state free of charge, and the lower right corner of the book also says "study hard and serve the motherland." This gives us inspiration and motivation. It is also because of the good policies of the motherland that we can have classes in spacious and bright classrooms, with televisions and computers. We have a spacious playground and all kinds of sports equipment. There is a big canteen to cook nutritious meals for us, and there is a playground in the rain! We sincerely thank our motherland for providing us with such a good learning environment.
Thanks to my parents, teachers and my motherland, I can grow up healthily and happily. I will live up to your hope, learn knowledge well and become a useful talent to repay your kindness to me.
On the road of life, there will be many disappointments. But there will always be many people to help you. Including your relatives, friends, colleagues and many others. Have you ever thought of thanking him when he helped you? Yes, this is gratitude.
Some children always think that this is an adult's business, not a child's. This is not right. We should learn to be grateful from an early age. There are many people we should thank, including relatives, parents, teachers and classmates ... parents have worked hard for us all their lives, eating, wearing, living, traveling and studying ... even their own lives are given by their parents, so we should learn to be grateful.
Another child asked, how can you be grateful if you haven't grown up and have no money? In fact, gratitude not only gives them material needs, but also gives them some care and love.
For teachers, we go to school and say "good teacher!" " "The teacher has worked hard" and "Goodbye to the teacher" and other greetings. For parents, we can help them do some housework without talking back to them, getting angry and so on.
This is gratitude.
There is a kind of person in the world called mother; There is the greatest love in the world, which is called maternal love. It is mother who gives us life, and it is mother who gives us love and makes us grow up happily. When I was growing up, my mother would spend a lot of thoughts on me from time to time. In these twelve years, I have made my mother very worried. My mother has more white hair because of her concern and care for me.
From the moment we fell to the ground, we began to suck our mother's sweet milk and enjoy her meticulous love for us. Then, my mother taught me to babble, recite Tang poems and learn to walk. From then on, I grew up slowly. From kindergarten to primary school, my mother has always been very concerned about me. Supervise me to wash my hands frequently for my hygiene, buy me school supplies for my study, and analyze my writing methods every time for my composition. How much my mother cares about me and loves me!
My mother has done too much for me, and I should be grateful to my mother. Thank my mother for giving me life, making me grow up happily, giving me maternal love and caring for me. I will study hard in the future, grow up to be a pillar of the motherland and live up to my mother's expectations. Then I will thank my mother for her progress in study and achievements in work!
Maybe birds can't repay the kindness of the blue sky, maybe nothing in the world can repay the kindness of Chunhui, and maybe all the children in the world can't repay their mother's selfless love. Dear mom, I just want to say to you loudly: "Thank you for your love, mom, I love you forever!" " ! I wish you a long and healthy life! "
Speaking of parents, I think everyone is familiar. They have a strong side and a happy side. Let me talk about my experience of going to Yungang Grottoes in Datong with my parents.
During the May Day holiday, my parents and I went to Datong. When we arrived at the university, we had dinner with my five grandmothers' families. After dinner, we followed my five grandfathers and drove to their guest house to settle down. After settling down, we went to an activity room with two table tennis tables and a pool table. My five grandfathers played ball with their father, my younger brother watched, and my grandfathers and I opened billiards that I had never played before. After returning to my room in the evening, we turned off the light and went to bed. I am very excited at the thought of Yungang Grottoes. My mother woke me up the next morning. Yesterday, when I was about to wear my old clothes, my mother said to me, "It's cold in the mountains. Come and change it." With that, my mother took out some new clothes from her bag, and I thought to myself, my mother cares about me so much even when she gets up in the morning. We went to Yungang Grottoes by bus. It's really beautiful. There are stone statues everywhere. There are three or four Buddha statues in a cave, one large and one small, but most of them are weathered. My mother saw that I was tired and said, "OK, have a rest. I'm not tired. I'm going there! " I said, pointed, and I said, "You go, I won't go ..."
My parents took care of me when I was sick; When I am in a bad mood, care about me. Everything in my life is the light in my darkness. They don't forget to give me more clothes when I play. When I am tired, don't forget to let me have a rest. I thank my parents.
I want to thank my mother. Some people say, "Motherly love is great." I want to thank my mother for her education and upbringing. Give me a chance to come to this colorful world!
I want to thank my father. I think my dad is great, too I want a lot of love from my father, and I am very grateful to my father for educating me, nurturing me and nurturing me. I want all the dolls in China to have a good impression on my father!
I want to thank my grandparents for giving my parents the opportunity to come into this world! I'm only with them!
I want to thank my teachers and classmates for their help, education and care!
The immortal red candle is the lamp in my heart. It is you who let my inspiration explode in the sinking; You made me stand up from the mud; It is you who moisten every slender shade in the wind and rain day and night. Teacher, the lamp in my heart! The gloomy journey is far from loneliness, and the sails are no longer confused. Teacher, you are an immortal red candle and a lamp in my heart!
The teacher is like a golden key, which opens the door to knowledge and allows us to learn countless knowledge; Teachers are like gardeners and we are like flowers. Gardeners take care of the flowers day and night without complaint, so that they grow sturdily day by day. Teachers are like red candles, burning themselves and illuminating others ... without teachers, there would be no intellectuals. Without teachers, there will be no filial children; Without teachers, there will be no sensible children. ...
I remember once, there were only a few days before the final exam. Although we usually study very solidly, Mr. Qu will still give us a lecture at any time. She gave us a lecture in a hoarse voice. Her voice must have been very painful at that time, but she continued to give us lectures regardless of her health. This is what ordinary teachers can't do. Teacher Qu's spirit touched us very much. She is an example for all teachers, and also for us, and is the pride of Yucai School! We didn't disappoint Mr. Qu either, and got the first place in the grade. Teacher Qu, just be at ease!
We are very grateful to you! You will always be an immortal red candle and a bright light in our hearts!
My mother is the greatest in the world. If I were a grass, my mother would be the sun. She shines on me every day. I am sick, and my mother will send me to the hospital to make my life shine. My mother gave me life, too
Once, when I was sleeping at school, I coughed badly and vomited more than twenty times. Later, when I got to school, I asked my mother to come and take me to the hospital. My mother's face was sad, and so was my heart. When I arrived at the hospital and went to the pediatric examination, the doctor said, "Go for surgery!" " The surgeon examined me and said, "It may be acute appendicitis!" "Mom was shocked, and then I hung up the garter st, and it will be fine in a few days. Mom, you are my best mother, and I love you.