Grateful composition for the sixth grade 1 year old. Who brought the immortal light to illuminate the front? The night is boundless, who hangs the lamp high to guide the lost self? The wheel of years led me to find the lamp holder standing in the dark-my mother with a sliding moment.
Friends, do you still remember when you studied English? Whenever we say "mom", mom's face is always filled with a happy smile. Sometimes, your mother helps you walk unsteadily. Even if you fall, silently looking at your mother will always give you an inspiring look, because she believes that you can stand up bravely. Isn't that teaching yourself to overcome difficulties? Isn't this maternal love?
I remember that in the autumn of the earthquake that year, I stayed in a tent for a long time, and my body seemed to be unable to withstand the wind and rain. Once, my mother took me to school by bike. Halfway through, something unexpected happened. Because of the heavy rain, although my mother's generous body sheltered me from the whistling north wind, I could still feel a little coolness when the inclined rain dripped on my cheek. "Ah-ah-ah-ah!" I rubbed my nose. Shit! Caught a cold! At this time, my mother stopped at the roadside and saw her neatly take off a coat from her thin clothes and put it on me. She looked worried and asked with concern, "Is it still cold, son?" I shook my head hard, and then my mother continued to struggle ... At this time, I choked under the protection of my mother, my eyes were wet, and I felt an unspeakable warmth in my heart. Just getting off the bus at the school gate, my mother coughed several times, which made my heart ache. Mom is desperate to protect herself for me. Mom, I will repay you and be filial to you when I grow up. I thought silently. ...
Mother is like the call after the earthquake, like the spring breeze, awakening the earth and bringing vitality; Mother is a signpost. When we are confused and helpless, extend a warm hand and guide us in the right direction. Mother is an eagle, tirelessly feeding my young eagle, hoping that I can fly bravely in the blue sky in the future. Time quickly climbed up my mother's face mercilessly, and a few white hairs were looming in her hair. Sometimes, we carry heavy schoolbags on our backs, and before we cross the threshold, our mother can't help nagging: be careful when going to school, and don't stay on the road after school; Sometimes, my mother will cook food for us in advance and wait patiently for us to go home; Sometimes, my mother will ... I want to thank my mother, who gave me life and worked hard to get me from birth to adulthood.
Crows have filial piety to feed back, and sheep have the grace to kneel and nurse. Do you know why the goshawk flies in the sky? It is grateful to the sky, and the sky gives him freedom; Do you know why flowers produce beautiful flowers? It is grateful to the diligent gardener, who moistened the flowers with sweat, and the flowers added color to the garden with its beauty. As the saying goes, "A drop of water is rewarded with a spring." Yes! Will we send a cup of hot water and tea and a hot towel when mom is exhausted? "The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son." Yes! What parents in the world don't care about their children? Don't care about your children?
Thank you, great mother! Dear mom! I will repay you with the best results! Never live up to your expectations!
Gratitude is a compulsory course for everyone. Learn to be grateful, and your family will become warmer; Knowing how to be grateful, friendship will become deeper; With gratitude, our life will be harmonious and beautiful. ...
Thank you, mom and dad. You gave birth to my little life and worked so hard for me. You have worked hard. Thank you/kloc-for raising and cultivating me for 0/4 years, which made me deeply understand how to treat people's life and how to work hard. Take care of me, although our family is not only rich. But it's not easy to get the result through your hands! So I must cherish what I have at this moment! Don't compare with others.
I am not only an only child, but also a lovely younger brother. Usually our family is run by mom and dad. They go to bed in the morning, and after lunch, dad goes to collect vegetables everywhere, and some just discuss with others how long to go home to collect them. In spite of this, dad is lucky, it is still hot, no matter it rains. Everyone has to go out and go home in the afternoon, it's almost 6 o'clock. It seems 7 o'clock. Mom's family will take care of these annoying meals, and dad will almost go home! !
I usually live on campus and only go home on Fridays to help my mother do something. But every time I go home and see my father come back to prepare dinner, I feel guilty. Dad took a bite before he even had time to eat, but my uncle sent the meal to my house. Just as he was about to finish eating, someone came. It's too noisy ... after dinner, dad answered the phone and made a list, asking him to deliver food to others at night. Finally, I didn't go to bed until after 9 o'clock. How long did I sleep? About 4 hours, I got up and went to Jinjiang District to sell. I have been there and experienced that feeling. When I arrived, I had an impulse not to get off the bus. However, however, mom and dad insist on this life every day.
Since my mother was pregnant with my brother, she seldom went with my father, but my father was busy with everything. Otherwise, it's windy and rainy, and no matter what, it can't beat my dad. My father has been doing this job since he was sensible. 10 years How long did he do it? Their hands are covered with cocoons and many scars. I feel guilty when I see them. You should come back early to see me off when you study on Monday, leaving only my mother to sell there. Really good luck, you must be busy! And the last time you saw me off, there was something wrong with your car. Give me money to call a car immediately, and you will wait there alone to pick it up. Usually I often quarrel with my parents, which makes everyone unhappy for an hour. Every week when I go home, my mother will cook good food for me. Other aunts and uncles who delivered food said that we ate well, and my dad said that they didn't eat so well when I was not at home. Even if you eat the best food, you can't finish it. Please save some for me. I really appreciate it. Mom and dad.
Thank you for being so kind to me and my brother. You work hard for our two sisters. I shouldn't always talk about you, but it's all my fault. I won't do it again. I am so old myself, I should learn to be sensible and let my brother be so crooked. Go home and make you something so that you can copy less snacks for us.
Three days is like a child, sunny when happy, gloomy when sad, and stormy when sad.
Once upon a time, whenever there was a storm, it was when my mother suffered. I still remember the day three years ago. ...
"Mingming, mom is here." This is a familiar voice. I jumped into my mother's arms in three steps. Mom quickly took my schoolbag and helped me put on my raincoat. Then let me sit in front of the electric car and hide in my mother's poncho, and I will be double protected. "Sit tight, let's go." It's a long way, and the rain slowly soaked my mother's trouser legs. I am safe under my mother's protection. "Chi-""Mingming, home." It's mom's voice again, and I can't help crying. ...
After scenes of the past, I remembered what my mother had done for me, and I couldn't help reciting this poem: a kind-hearted mother made clothes for her wayward son's body, and she sewed them carefully and repaired them thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his time to go home. But how much love an inch of grass has is three times!
When I saw my filial daughter Meng Peijie taking care of her foster mother when she was 8 years old, I couldn't help asking myself, as a child of 12 years old, how much time did I spend with my mother? Do you always care about your mother? My mother often shelters me from the rain. Now, should I hold up an umbrella for my mother in the rain and be her "umbrella"?
Since then, I have studied hard every day, trying to be an excellent student and a good partner of my classmates at school. Teacher's good helper; Be a filial child at home and be a happy parent; After class, I take part in some interest groups and competitions to broaden my horizons ... because I think that only by getting excellent grades, being a good boy with good physical and mental health and being a loving pistachio can I be most grateful to my parents, and gratitude starts from dribs and drabs. Although it is a small effort, it will condense into a big river if it is done too much. In the future, I will study hard and make progress every day, and then I will repay my parents better when I get married.
Since childhood, we have all grown up under the care of our parents. Every achievement we have made embodies their hard work and sweat, so we should have a grateful heart and repay our parents with practical actions.
Since ancient times, I have watched sheep kneel and suck milk; Watching crows feed their parents ... all come from the word "filial piety". After reading Disciples' Rules, I understand a truth: filial piety is the first of a hundred lines. As the saying goes, but how much is it to get three points for an inch of grass? It's about our miserable mother.
Students, think about it: when we were born, we were only over a foot long and weighed less than five kilograms. I can't walk, I can't talk and I can't take care of myself. In infancy, we can only express our feelings by crying. Look at us who are healthy and happy now, so people say that the greatest thing in the world is mother, which I think is absolutely correct.
Once, I had a high fever. It was already late at night. There are few taxis left on the road, and my mother's mood is really fifteen buckets of water-so anxious. In desperation, my mother had to carry me to the children's hospital.
By the time I got to the hospital, my mother was already sweating. Suddenly, my nose was sour and a few lines of tears immediately flowed out of my eyes. I begged my mother to put me down, and my mother endured it no matter how tired she was. He smiled reluctantly and said, "I'm not tired. I'm going to exercise." I know, mom doesn't want me to worry.
After a few minutes, I finally hung up the infusion bag or bottle. I think: Mom can have a rest and sleep. My mother rented me a bed for fear that I would be uncomfortable hanging a bottle on the chair. I fell asleep soon.
After three o'clock in the morning, I was awakened by the sound outside. In the dim light, I saw my mother staying up late and staying by the bed. The infusion bag was finally finished, and I left the hospital with my mother.
Accept a drop of water when necessary, and I will repay your kindness with spring water. Students, let's learn to be grateful!
As long as the world is more grateful, there will be less quarreling and cheating. What's more, the kindness of parents is far higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. Gratitude is the source of all things; Gratitude is the eternal truth in the world!
There is a feeling around you all the year round, so that you ignore its existence; There is a feeling that will always care for your heart and make you numb to its massiness; There is a feeling that has been supporting your progress and making you forget to cherish …
Perhaps, when we are tired, we are moved by a greeting from a friend; Perhaps, when we get lost, we appreciate the guidance of passers-by; Perhaps we were moved by butterfly lovers's tragedy and great love story. ...
Have we ever been touched by a cup of hot milk sent by our mother in the cold winter? When you are sick, your parents are grateful for your meticulous care. We always take our parents' love for granted. When we open our eyes, after school, we will have a big breakfast and polish the tables and chairs.
Why didn't we think that when we were playing with friends, maybe my mother was anxiously cooking rice; When we are chatting with our deskmates at our desks, maybe dad is being scolded by the leaders for a little mistake at work; When we put on our favorite clothes, maybe mom doesn't want to buy them because they are too expensive. ...
When we were young, we always thought that our parents were our guardians and could do anything. Our eyes are full of simplicity, and we proudly look at my father who is moving rice upstairs and downstairs, and at my mother's charming eyes with touching brilliance; Watching dad lovingly lift us above our heads; Watching my mother's silky black hair flying freely in the wind. At this time, our parents are simply gods in our young hearts.
However, ignorant of us, we never thought that they would all grow old one day. At that time, we were their sponsors. One day, you will find that your father's once vigorous steps falter slightly, and your mother's once bright eyes become dim. One day, you will find that your father is strong and thin. Mother's once bright black hair was covered with white hair.
Time has left a mark on their faces. It took away the beauty that once belonged to their mother and the power that once belonged to their father. One day, it will also take away my proud father from childhood.
Don't! I don't want this. Even if they are no longer young, even if they have white hair, even if their faces are full of wrinkles, I will make their faces full of sunny smiles and make their smiles as beautiful as sunflowers.
Appreciate the love of parents.
Savor carefully, parents' love is like a cup of strong tea. Pay attention to bitterness and fragrance.
Mother's love is selfless and great, and father's love is heavy and deep, which makes me feel warm and loving all the time. When I am sad, my parents will encourage me, comfort me, give me confidence and strength, and make me braver and stronger. When I get good grades in school, my parents will tell me not to be complacent, let alone proud.
Every morning, my mother gets up early and cooks me a big breakfast. She will send me home and school on time in the morning and at sunset. On the way back and forth, I will be "wrapped" tightly to avoid being disturbed by a little cold. Dad's work is always busy. As long as he has time on weekends, he will accompany me to play Go, tell me the layout and teach me the truth of being a man. Sometimes they will take me to the library and toy store, and together they will "Taobao" my favorite books and toys.
My mother is very busy at work every day, my father works in other places, and my mother is the only one at home who does housework and takes care of my diet. It is not easy for my mother to work hard.
I remember one day, my mother and I went skiing together. I am having a swell time. When I got home, I saw my mother's face was red. I touched her head, and the word "cold" flashed through my mind. I found cold medicine for my mother and gave her a glass of water to drink. It's much better for mom to have a rest. I think I can't help my parents now, I can only do my bit. They work day after day, hard work and physical fatigue, all for the happiness of our family. I really want to grow up quickly! So as to share their hard work and repay their love with practical actions!
I deeply love my parents, and in the future, I will better honor them and let them live a sunny day every day!
It's already cold in summer, and the short six-year primary school life will be over in a flash. Six years of wonderful time, let me from a young and ignorant child, turned into a slim girl. "Little boy, don't worry, and look around Xing Xing faintly ..." This summer, the little boy Zhou Zhou's troubles will definitely increase, because now we can only use days to calculate the graduation day. The thought of teachers and classmates who have lived together for six years hangs over my mind like a dark cloud. Tears of sour nose and disappointment welled up in eyes. At this moment, I am reluctant to go, with a grateful heart, thanking my alma mater for its cultivation!
Six years together will usher in a permanent separation. How many songs, laughter, sweat and tears our alma mater left us. I can't forget the teacher's teaching, encouragement and criticism, and I can't forget the help of my classmates. I can't forget the teachers and partners who share weal and woe with the dance team. Successful performances again and again not only continued the glory of a little dance, but also made me taste the ups and downs of success ... I want to thank my alma mater and the teachers who cheated behind our backs. They are my "second mother" Although I am about to enter junior high school, I will never forget them. The teachers of my alma mater have been carefully trained. Six years ago, I came to my dear alma mater from a newborn bird. Now I am a full-fledged bird, ready to soar in the blue sky. Time flies and the graduation exam is approaching. We must do well in junior high school to repay the teachers' expectations of us, so that they will feel gratified.
My alma mater has filled my life with ideals and beliefs, full of love and warmth. My alma mater gave me inspiration and direction to be a man, and nurtured my hope for tomorrow. My alma mater has survived in my body. I miss my alma mater and thank my alma mater! "Learn to be a man" is what teachers often say, so I keep it in mind. As the saying goes, everything in life has to come to an end. Let us have a grateful heart-grateful teachers, grateful friendship, grateful alma mater!
Gratitude Composition 7 "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure …" Whenever I recall this song, I can't help thinking of Gratitude. It was your mother who helped you when you needed help most. When you have a lot of troubles in your heart, it is your mother who helps you solve them; When you can't finish your homework, it's your mother who stays with you until late at night. Therefore, without my mother, there would be no us today. What a great contribution my mother has made to us, but she doesn't ask for anything in return.
I read an article called Mud Lotus. Although this article doesn't say mom, the mud in it is very similar to mom. The article is like this: Mud never appears in public, but leans silently at the feet of the lotus. They don't ask for praise, they don't ask for return, just to make the lotus grow sturdily and give everything silently. The dedication of green leaves often causes people to think and praise. On the contrary, Mud has to endure the contempt of some people while silently dedicating himself, but he still dedicates himself silently and selflessly without complaint. Isn't our mother the same? They give themselves to make their children grow up healthily, but they don't ask for anything in return. Although their mother was not despised, they were in pain.
Who taught you to talk and walk? Who used to be afraid of being dirty and tired, pulling you up with a handful of shit and urine? Who was there to accompany you all day and all night when you were sick, or who was brave enough to protect us? It's mom! Motherly love is the greatest affection. Don't underestimate the power of maternal love.
Mom has done so much for us, shouldn't we do something for her? Rub my mother's back and wash her feet every day. I believe everyone can do it. From now on, let's act!