Learn to be grateful for the 800-word composition in senior high school. How many days and nights of sweat does the lofty title of gardener contain? How many 40 minutes of hard work did the teacher show? As students, should we learn to be grateful?
She is an ordinary and extraordinary person; She is an ugly and extremely noble person; She is an unknown and selfless person. She is our head teacher _ Miss Xiang.
In the second grade, that is, the semester when I took over our class from my teacher. My grades are not outstanding. And a timid little girl. Sometimes I think about it in my mind, but I get nervous when I open my mouth, completely forgetting the answer and being at a loss. But the teacher kept encouraging me and my classmates: right or wrong doesn't matter, as long as you are willing to use your head.
I remember one day. When class was over, the students had a good time. Suddenly, a male classmate accidentally bumped into his head, and suddenly a big bag appeared, and blood spilled all over the floor. The students panicked and rushed him to the teacher's office. When the teacher saw this, he quickly covered his wound with a paper towel and helped him to the volunteer room for treatment. In class, the teacher criticized the students for not being so naughty, but the tone showed more concern.
Before, we were young. The school will issue a blackboard newspaper within a certain period of time, so the teacher will give up half a day's rest and give us a blackboard newspaper. Watching us read the story on the blackboard with relish, the teacher's heart was not in vain; Before, we were young. If you can't read the text, the teacher will teach you again and again. Looking at our achievements, the teacher's sweat was not in vain; Before, we were young. There are many words I don't know. Even so, the teacher encouraged us to read more extracurricular books. Now we are all actively studying, and the teacher's hard work has not been in vain ... Now, when we grow up, the teacher patiently educates us as always and gives us many opportunities to exercise: the class cadres were unexpectedly selected. Organize class meetings ... these are all to strengthen our expression ability. A chance to show your talents, right?
Teacher, I am a boat and you are the sea. How can I sail without you? Teacher, I am Quan and you are Shan. How can I laugh without you? Teacher, I am Miao and you are Yu. How can I become strong without you? You use the nectar of knowledge to plant our ideal flowers; You nourish the beauty of our character with the source of spirit. In the near future, whether I am a tall and straight poplar or an inconspicuous grass wildflower; Teacher, I will pay tribute to you with all the green colors! I sincerely say to you: "thank you, teacher!" " " .
Learn to be grateful. What is a teacher in Grade Two? The teacher is a diligent gardener who waters us without complaint every day. The teacher is a small candle, lighting its own faint light without stint; The teacher is an ordinary cup, full of every student's ideals. He silently contributes behind his back, just for the joy in our hearts. ...
I remember you repeatedly teaching: "Before learning new lessons, we must learn how to be a man." Yes, I think it's useless to learn more knowledge if you can't be a man.
Life in high school is not only full of sweetness, but also sour, bitter and spicy. Examinations are the most boring thing for middle school students. But because of him, the feelings between teachers and students are heating up. Two days have passed since the mid-term exam, and the students' mood has become uneasy. This exam is unusual. It's a test paper for the joint examination of ten schools, which is more difficult for our middle and lower level students. In addition, there will be a parent-teacher meeting after the exam.
What should come will come eventually. Only the representative of English class came up to me, sighed, pointed to me and then pointed to the office. I seemed to understand what she meant, so I nodded and walked slowly to my destination. Time is always so ruthless that it soon comes to the teacher's eyes. He looks very kind and calm. "You see, I mentioned these topics in class, and you are wrong! What the hell are you doing! " Slowly, my tears flowed down. But the teacher didn't stop blaming me. He asked me to review in the classroom.
Out of the office, the more I think about it, the more wronged I am. Is there a teacher like you? You yelled at me in front of so many teachers. My parents didn't scold me once when I was growing up, but he ... listened to my complaint at the same table and said earnestly, "Why did the teacher say you?" I care about you. The more fierce the teacher scolds you, the greater his hope for you. " I ignored my deskmate and thought he was a spy sent by the teacher.
In the evening, I lay quietly in bed, recalling the words of my teacher and my deskmate. Gradually, I understood the meaning. The teacher has paid so much for me, but I repay it with such achievements. I don't agree with what the teacher taught me and I don't like what he said. I only know my own grievances. Who can know his grievances? Suddenly I found that I owed too much to others. I want to learn to be grateful and live up to my teacher's expectations.
There is always an emotion that can touch the weakest link in our hearts, a personality that will drive us to constantly seek self-improvement, and a touch that will make us burst into tears. I thought there was too much indifference in the world, and I was short of touching feelings. And this night I believe that many people, like me, have been purified of their hearts.
Learn to be grateful If you still have a heart, then you will know how to be grateful.
The candle has a heart, so it cries and sprinkles sparkling light waves on people in the dark; The grass had a heart, so he broke through the ground and gave the desolate land a touch of spring scenery; The bird has a heart, so it opens its throat, and nature adds a little vitality ... We also have a heart, a grateful heart.
Today, I don't appreciate my parents, summer and the beautiful modern life. Let me express my love and gratitude to the wax torch, spring silkworm and selfless gardeners at this moment of promotion as a teacher.
The teacher is the sun in my heart, and you shine on us with blazing light to grow sturdily; The teacher is the bright moon in my heart, noble and bright, which can illuminate students to walk at night even in the dark; The teacher is the inexhaustible water of the Yangtze River in our hearts, and she has endless vitality and topics when teaching us.
To tell the truth, teacher, in my heart, you are my parents and elders, so amiable, lovely and respectable.
Whenever I make a mistake, your advice guides me in the right direction and pulls me back like a lost lamb; Whenever I am frustrated, you say half jokingly and half expectantly: which great man didn't go through thousands of difficulties to pick that brilliant "flower of success"; Whenever I make some achievements by braving the wind and waves, you simply say, "Modesty benefits all." Be careful that your achievement is the false prosperity of beautiful Wall Street.
In my mind, the fish carrying your smiling face passes by my boat of life from time to time. Your figure is so clear in my mind, your smiling face is so lovely and confident, your eyes are so bright and bright, and your smiling mouth is so touching. I know you must be saying: Don't forget to study without me by your side, but control yourself. Teacher, your love for us is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. Our former ship has gradually become an ocean-going ship under your repair. But you, my dear teacher, a few wrinkles climbed up the corner of your eye, your hair was not so black and yellow, and the wrinkles on your hands also recorded the memory of chalk foam.
Teacher, you have worked hard! In order to feed our hungry students, you have made all the efforts. Teacher, I love you, I love your gaunt cheeks, your hands covered with chalk dust, your tired figure, I love you. ...
My good teacher, you will always be the tallest figure in my heart, the Big Dipper on the night road.
I would like to become a breeze, blowing away the sweat on the teacher's cheeks; I would like to be a clear spring and wash away the chalk dust on the teacher's face; When the teacher comes home late, I want to be a torch to light up the night.
Pick up a red maple leaf and write down my full gratitude. The teacher's care and teaching is spring, and we are young trees in spring, sucking the dew of spring. I think young trees should repay spring with a touch of green and a grateful heart. ...
Learning to be grateful 800 words High school life is a miracle, and so is every life. As the protagonist of the miracle, we should feel lucky!
Man is the spirit of all things, and we are lucky to be born as human beings!
In fact, we should understand that nature is a world of brutal competition. Every day, I don't know how many animals are hunted and how many animals are hungry. The so-called smooth sailing is rare, and more is not smooth and frustrated. In other words, frustration is the normal state of nature, and smoothness is the abnormality. As a part of nature, how much can humans complain?
Therefore, as human beings, we really have too many things to be grateful for, not to complain. I think we can do it: don't be proud. We humans have nothing to be proud of. Our so-called inventions and discoveries are just things that already exist in nature. Man only discovered the mystery by accident. Stop complaining. Our life is only between breaths, so we should seize the moment and live sincerely. Don't hate it, it's a harmful emotion unique to human beings, and it's too dangerous. We can kill animals out of necessity, not out of hatred, let alone cannibalism. Don't be greedy, a person's life is short, his needs are limited, and his death can't take anything away. Don't be hypocritical, hypocritical or gain temporary benefits, but it will bring a lingering shadow to your life. No ... don't let many don't exist.
Some people seem to be naturally grateful and admirable. An old man who is over the age of ancient times has picked up and adopted more than a dozen children. In recent years, every year, staff from relevant departments come to visit with aid money. The old man refused: thanks to the care and love of the government and society, but we can be self-sufficient and don't need help; I live a full life with my children and feel very happy. A child who lost his hands and mother accidentally became an "extra student" in a school-he didn't have to pay for books and had no student status. The primary school graduation exam was the first in the county, and she couldn't go to middle school, but she didn't complain. Instead, I wrote an essay "I am happiest", which is full of touching words of thanks, but there is no complaint. She teaches herself diligently and can do anything with her feet. Later, her composition won the first prize for essay writing, and her deeds were also on TV, and she was finally admitted to a university.
I think people should always be grateful, just like the two ordinary people above. Man is only a part of nature, so we should treat our position in nature rationally and learn to be kind to nature and other creatures. In fact, this is to be kind to yourself.