Let me thank that person for his composition 1. The moon is not full, and flowers bloom and fall. I think the most bitter thing in life is parting. Flowers wither in three spring days, and the moon lacks three spring days. When will people come?
My dear teacher, where are you now? I only remember that when you left, your back slowly left, but who knows this is the last time?
Watching you leave behind, what can you do if you don't give up? When I learned that I was going to transfer, I really regretted not paying more attention to you. At this time, I found that your goodness leaked out bit by bit.
When I first came, my teacher's hands were thin and white, which was the most beautiful in my heart. But after a semester, your hands are different from before. Chalk has frosted your hands. Is this your hand? But these hands are still the most beautiful hands.
When you first came here, your hair was black and shiny. Inadvertently, a few silver wires appeared in your hair. One, two, three, four ..............
At night, the lights in the teacher's house are also turned off at the latest, because there are a pair of hands that keep moving in our exercise books. ...........
When you left, I couldn't forget your hands, your silver hair and your back. Thank you, teacher. You are the one who makes me feel grateful.
People who make me feel grateful composition 2 Learning is a continuous process. A month before junior high school, I was scared. One night, there was no light in the sky, and it was all smog. I sat on the bedside table and secretly looked at the score I just passed. Father came quietly, quietly, for fear of breaking my fragile heart. He touched my forehead and said to me, "People have unlimited potential. Strive for progress in stability and have a feeling of moving forward. " That night, so charming; That January, I only sprinted; That summer vacation, creating miracles. I did it. My father gave me a signpost, which made me dare to move forward. Father, I am very grateful to you.
My father also taught me a lot. I deeply know that my father wants me to be a good person. All my advantages shine because of you, and my life is wonderful because of you. I am very grateful to you, my dear father.
Father is like a mountain, and I am a tree in the mountain. Thank you, father.
What I am most grateful to is that this happened on my birthday.
That day, after class. I jumped out of the classroom in one small step, and the traffic lights all the way wanted to know the green light like my heart.
Arriving at the door, I knocked on the door and hurried upstairs. I squatted there with my schoolbag on my back. However, the door did not open. I thought to myself: Mom? So, I knocked again with a happy mood and ran upstairs immediately. However, the door is still not open. So I ran downstairs. Make faces in the mirror. I thought: hey! Hey! Mom must be scared by me. This time, the door will open! So I crouched behind the door, ready to scare my mother. But the door let me down.
So, I knocked on the door several times. Still nothing happened in the room. I thought to myself: isn't mom back? It's impossible! My mother promised to cook a big dinner for me. After much deliberation, I decided to try again. So, I shouted at the door: "mom, I'm back, open the door for me!" My voice spread all over the building. But the door still didn't open.
So I took out what I was reluctant to take out, and the key opened the door. When I stepped into the house, my tears suddenly flowed down. I ran into the kitchen, bedroom and living room ... but I couldn't find my mother.
I came to the bedroom door and kicked it open with my feet. I jumped into bed and cried. I thought to myself, you faithless mother. What happened to what you promised me? I don't want you!
Gradually, it got dark. A bright moon rises again. But mom still didn't come back. So, I called my mother. However, no one answered. I went back to bed. There is a note on the pyramid-shaped mound:
Son, mom is sorry for you. I have promised to celebrate your birthday. However, mom didn't do it. She is ill because her grandmother is in her hometown. Nobody takes care of her. Son, mom can't help it. Son, there is food in the kitchen. Help yourself!
This is the moonlight shining into my room. I looked at the bright moon as if I saw it. My mother is feeding medicine to my grandmother, talking to her about me, and then enjoying the moon with her grandmother.
That is, I learned a virtue from my mother-filial piety. Mom, you are a great person, which makes me feel grateful.
Someone I'm grateful for. Teacher-student relationship is as sacred as family relationship.
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If there is someone in the world who has nothing to do with you, but thinks of you; If there is a person in the world who has nothing to do with you but insists on helping you; If there is a person in the world who has nothing to do with you but wants you to get ahead, then that person must be a teacher.
Teacher Wang took over our class in the fifth grade. With the new teacher, some people are excited and some people are worried. I don't care who I learn from.
I don't know why, but the teacher is very strict with me. I can't stand that picky about eggs. I remember one time I was in a hurry and handed in my homework hastily.
I was called to the office that day. The teacher came up to me and stared at me like a knot, unable to open his head or speak. Exercise book in hand, exercise book in hand is white.
There was no anger in the quadrant, just let me go with a sigh. Ignorant, I was just happy that I was not criticized, but I ignored the helplessness in the disappointed voice in the teacher's eyes.
Fortunately, the teacher didn't give up on me, and she was able to support me very hard, which made me further from my success. It was she who made my guidance department frivolous and learned how to carve herself more perfectly. The teacher is the person I am most grateful to.
Thank you teacher!