1 is full of flowers, which cannot be separated from the gardener's watering. Every little achievement I have made on the road of growth is inseparable from the hard cultivation of school teachers.
I still remember that it was the last "June 1", and our school held a reading activity. The teacher gave me the opportunity to accept 1. I rehearsed n times and the teacher taught me countless times. Let's shine in the activity and win the first prize. The most important thing is that I got a spiritual baptism myself, which benefited me a lot in my life.
I don't know if anyone still remembers that in a mid-term exam in grade five, the teacher asked me to speak as a student representative. Although the teacher prepared a manuscript for me, I still think this is a sacred speech; Although I am very nervous, I speak very fast and I can't express my views clearly. Maybe people backstage don't know what I'm talking about after listening, but I still think it's good. Although the performance was not satisfactory, it added a few strokes to my life picture and laid a solid foundation for my future road.
Although I have only been here for three and a half years, everything here has deeply influenced me. In the future, no matter where I live, I will never forget you-Xiao Xin!
We have read many classic works, which are fascinating, profound and always moving. I think everyone knows the story of "Meng Mu's Broken Weave". Let's review it again today!
Meng Mu Ragged Weaving tells the story of Mencius when he was a child. When Meng Mu saw that he was indifferent to his research, he picked up a pair of scissors and immediately cut off the newly woven cloth. Meng Mu taught him: "Learning is like weaving. If you don't concentrate, you will give up halfway. " Mencius lived up to expectations, studied hard from morning till night, and finally achieved something.
We can't help thanking our parents for their selfless education. Seeing Mencius' indifference, Meng Mu did not hesitate to cut off the cloth he had worked so hard to weave. Meng Mu's strict education had a great influence on Mencius' growth and ideological development. A good educational environment made Mencius develop a tough and hard-working spirit and unshakable will, which made him a generation of thinkers. I can't help thanking his mother. Our parents, like Meng Mu, gave us selfless love. They teach us every first in life, they teach us to take the first step, they teach us to say the first sentence, they teach us to know the first word ... without our dear parents, there would be no us.
On the road of growing up, when we are at a loss in the face of ups and downs in the process of growing up, please don't forget that our parents are our first teachers, and they will teach us: "How can we see the rainbow without going through ups and downs?" "If the sky is going to collapse in Sri Lanka, we must first suffer from its mind, its bones and muscles, its skin, and its body." It strengthened our will and strengthened our confidence. Parents use their unique love to open up the road to success for us. Home is the temple where we cultivate our sentiments, where we listen to teachings and understand the philosophy of life; Home is the cradle of our growth, and we move from ignorance to maturity.
When I was a child, I always took my parents' love for me for granted, because I didn't understand or know my parents' hard work. We always complain that our parents are too bad and wrong, find fault with their behaviors and practices, and even directly contradict their parents. We don't even know their parents' health, and we don't remember their parents' birthdays. Think about it, parents have paid so much energy and effort for us!
When we are in trouble, the people who can give everything to help us are parents.
When we are wronged, the people who can patiently listen to our crying are parents.
When we make mistakes, the people who can forgive us without hesitation are parents.
When we succeed, we will sincerely celebrate for us, and it is our parents who share our joy. Now, when I grow up, I know that I should be considerate of my parents with a grateful heart, and I should take care of and honor my parents.
A person who knows how to be grateful to his parents is a complete person. Let's learn to be grateful to our parents! Treat our parents with a grateful heart and communicate with them with a sincere heart. Don't take it for granted that everything our parents do for us. They brought us to this beautiful world, which is great enough, and they raised us without asking for anything in return. Let's stop asking for their contributions. Gratitude, thank your parents for their bit by bit.
On the vast grassland, the grass kisses the earth, which is to thank the earth for its nurturing grace. The mountains are long and the water is long. Even if the child is far away from home, the parents are concerned about the child. Kindness is like water, and filial piety is priceless. We can't help thanking our parents.
Time flies, flowers bloom and fall. Six years of primary school study and life passed quickly. Now, we have graduated. At the moment of graduation, looking back, we had too many people to thank.
Thanks to the teachers who have worked hard for us day and night. It is the teachers who have sown beautiful seeds in my young mind and taught us to love our motherland, be diligent and eager to learn, and be an upright and honest person.
I remember that time, we were very tired after playing all day and fell asleep as soon as we lay down. When you came to check the bed, you found that we forgot to lock the door, but you didn't disturb us, but gently. When I walked into the dormitory, I saw that several students didn't have quilts, so I covered them and left quietly. At this moment, I really understand that the teacher's love is selfless, not only for me, but also for more students.
I want to thank not only the teacher, but also my intimate friends who are heart-to-heart and sincere. A kind word, a cup of boiling water with temperature, all injected deep friendship with classmates.
When the hawthorn bloomed, the students picked many and put them in bottles. After a while, everyone fell asleep. I had a bad cough that night and woke up many classmates. I quickly apologized to them. Everyone not only didn't blame me, but also specially arranged for my classmates to take the ferry on duty. Living in such a group, I feel happy and warm.
Teacher, thank you for bringing us into the ocean of knowledge and caring for us in every possible way; Friend, thank you for giving me the most precious gift-sincere friendship, which I will cherish in my heart forever.
Life is like a dream. What are the things we should be grateful for in our life? Is it a special experience to have teachers who teach and educate people and kind grandparents? But I want to thank my considerate parents.
Our parents are full of love for us, such as a glass of milk in the morning, a nutritious and delicious meal, beautiful and clean clothes … and many others, all of which reveal their love for us. All these are worthy of our gratitude, and what shocked me was my mother, whose soul wrapped in maternal love seemed to be sublimating!
It was an evening in Huangmei season, and it rained heavily. Everyone was picked up one after another, and I was the only one shivering in the cold wind outside the school with an old umbrella. The wind tore open the sky, and the downpour was like a bucket of water poured down by God. It kept falling crazily, and the cold wind rushed to my face and body from around the umbrella with rain. I can't help shivering. I thought to myself, "why hasn't mom come yet?" This umbrella can't support such a heavy rain! " "It's raining harder and harder, and it's starting to fog. It's not like losing face. Time is passing, but at this time I have no concept of time, even the rain on my face has to be wiped.
At this time, a familiar figure appeared in the heavy night, that is mother! Near near, my mother ran to me. "Mom!" I let out a cry and threw myself into my mother's arms, feeling that I was dreaming. "Baby, are you not frozen?" The traffic jam was so serious that I didn't drive. I came to keep you waiting. I'm sorry! "My mother looked at me affectionately and said, I quickly put my clothes on my body, wiped the rain off my face with my hands, and saw my mother's trousers were soaked by rain and mud, and a warm current was injected into my heart. Ah! Mom, I love you!
We should thank our parents. Many people compare our parents to sunshine and rain, and compare us to saplings. Without the nourishment of sunshine and rain, how can saplings grow into towering trees and hold up a blue sky? We want to thank them for their selfless love for us! Study hard and make progress every day! Be a useful person to society!
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, and in a blink of an eye, I am a twelve-year-old girl. More than half of this time was spent in school. It was the teacher who changed me from a crying child into a knowledgeable teenager. Here, I want to say to all the teachers who have educated me: You have worked hard! Thank you teacher!
I remember that three years in kindergarten was my most naughty time, and you: Miss Yang, hold me and coax me. You pay twice as much attention to me as others. I call you mom in my sleep. With longing for primary school life, I walked into the gate of primary school. It's you: talking about teachers, working hard to teach us to read and speak every day. Slowly, we entered the senior grade, and the study task became more and more arduous. It is you, Mr. Xiao, who accompanied us to walk around the campus after class, adding another vitality to our after-school life. In retrospect, there are tears, because in another month, we will leave our teachers who have educated us for many years and our alma mater. Teacher, although you are a little sad and worried, you said, "You have all grown up, just like a bird with hard wings, it can fly very high." You can't always be my little tail! "
Teacher, in short, a thousand words can be summed up in one sentence: "Thank you, teacher, and I wish you good health!" " "
Six years ago, I first set foot in the gate of Yangjiashan Primary School in the city. There was a neat sound of reading in the classroom, and vigorous figures flashed on the playground. A sense of pride arises from my heart.
The school has built a science and technology building for all our teachers and students, which is my favorite place in my spare time. There is a science laboratory, a comprehensive practice room, a calligraphy room, an information technology room ... and two libraries, where we can roam freely in the ocean of knowledge every day.
As the bell rang for the first class, the running practice began. Children of Grade One and Grade Two are arranged in two rows around the teaching building, Grade Three and Grade Four are arranged in the playground, and Grade Five and Grade Six are arranged in six rows outside the playground. Accompanied by the familiar music and slogans on the radio, two flowing big rings gradually formed on the playground. The inner and outer rings roll in different directions, and a small ring is also rolling neatly next to it. A few sparrows flew overhead as if cheering for us! The red and white playground reflects our bright smiles. Although it is only three short laps, six years of persistence has tempered our will and exercised our physique.
Every Monday morning, the school holds a solemn flag-raising ceremony. 1400 students saluted the five-star red flag flying high and sang inspiring march of the volunteers. Then, a student representative will give an impassioned speech under the national flag. Whenever this happens, it always excites me. I'm proud that I'm from China. I am proud, I am a student of Yangjiashan Primary School!
Here, we are the masters of learning and have wise minds; Here, we are healthy spokesmen and have a strong body; Here, we are happy angels and live a full and happy life every day!
The small trees on campus have grown tall, and we are about to fly high! I love my campus, and I love my teachers and classmates!
From the moment we were born and put into this world by a child prodigy, we were destined to stay with our parents for life.
Mother, like the sunshine in May, is warm and soft. Even in the most inconspicuous corner, she will generously spread out a bright future. "It's cold, put on warm clothes." A thoughtful exhortation makes us feel warm. "Be sure to work hard next time." Sincere encouragement cheered us up. All the little care has become a skyscraper of affection.
My father's sternness is a burning pain in my memory, and it is also a swaying gratitude after my inner peace. In response to his serious face and sharp words, an icy iceberg was built between us. It was not until later from his arrogant eyes that I realized that there was a broad mind hidden under this seemingly cold appearance. Just because I don't know how to express it, I let that sincere emotion be buried in the vast desert.
Flowers bloom and fall, and three thousand moss has become a white spot class. When she went to Qiu Lai in the spring, Cang Sang's face was a little helpless. They bear too much burden and bitterness of life, but they have been working hard silently.
But they gave us life, so we were lucky enough to taste the ups and downs of the world and feel everything in the world. However, under their careful care, we jumped from a hungry eagle to a Dapeng who hit the water for 3 thousand. However, they gave us affectionate blessings, and we broke away from the imprisonment of the Millennium and turned into a stunning secular butterfly dance. It is because of their efforts that we will fly higher and higher in the blue sky of life.
Perhaps, we have blurred the memory of that understanding. I forgot my mother's gentle smile and my father's surprise and joy when we were born. I can't understand them, but how to make a crying baby grow into tomorrow's building materials. But we can deeply feel that every day, every minute and even every second with them is happy.
If your parents' love remains, please hold it gently with both hands! If the love of parents is forgotten, please wake it up with a sincere heart! If you ignore their existence, you should look up at their faces carved by years, and maybe you will understand that life cannot be separated from them.
The sixth grade gratitude composition 8 unfolds a piece of paper called emotion, raises a pen called gratitude, and writes it to parents in life, to knowledge teachers, to friendly classmates, and to your warm and grateful heart.
A baby was born, a baby was playing happily, and a student embarked on a journey. How many warm and subtle family ties there are!
When the dream is warm and beautiful, when the moon is bright and charming, when the flower season is gorgeous and fragrant, when the future is bright and open, we struggle on the road of knowledge with stubbornness; When the ruthless storm suddenly strikes, perhaps, some are only pessimistic and disappointed, and some are only sad and sighing. At this time, it was our parents who let us see the eagle who dared to go to heaven and the dragon who dared to go to sea. Let us believe that life only deceives our hearts and tears blur our eyes. Tell us that it is still sunny after the storm, and it is still full moon after the lack of the moon. They take us out of the misunderstanding of life, teach us to challenge difficulties, and let us raise the sail of life again after failure!
When the young eagle faces the blue sky, he knows nothing and his heart is full of unsolved mysteries; Nowadays, they fly in the sky with strong wings, looking for unknown answers. But no matter how high they fly or how far they fly, they will never forget their lovely home or their parents' love.
Remember your first teacher? Do you remember the first sentence the teacher said to you? Do you remember the first time the teacher taught you? For the first time in countless times, I hastily set up a boat with my heart and struggled in the sea. How much effort, how much harvest, with hard work, the boat of "heart" sails and sails for our ideal. With the help of the teacher, the ideal manor is finally visible!
At the crossroads of life, it is the teacher who extends a warm hand to us, which is a road sign, making us firm in hesitation and sober in thinking. It was the teacher who showed us the boundless sky and the rippling sea. The teacher's inculcation has been transformed into wisdom in our minds, blood in our chests and external behavior. In the journey of life, it is the teacher who enriches our hearts and develops our intelligence; It lit the light of hope for us, inserted ideal wings for us and swam in the ocean of knowledge. Because of the teacher's love and hard work, there will be gorgeous peaches and plums and golden rice and wheat. When we become eagles flying in the sky, when we become dragons swimming in the sea, it is all the teachers' credit, so we should thank the teachers with our hearts.
Mentors are good friends, aren't they?
If a person has no friends all his life, he can be said to have nothing. The friendship of classmates who have been together for many years will break out in an instant and be moved in an instant. For several years, although it was only a short moment, we sang friendship, hope and hard work together, which melted into a deep affection.
It is often said that the friendship between comrades and classmates is the most sincere and eternal friendship in the world. We have one, shouldn't we be happy? Shouldn't we thank our classmates for giving us such friendship? The years of life are a string of pearls; The long years are a mass of music, and the friendship between students is the brightest pearl and the most beautiful movement.
I will always remember how warm my hands are on my shoulders when the wind blows; I will always remember, with my growing back, with your vicissitudes of life, in exchange for my life's happiness and happiness!
Unknown peaches and plums are all over the world, and boxing has the ambition to build pillars and prosper China. In your calendar, there is only spring, and in your life, there is only the joy of our growth.
In the morning glow, we go to school hand in hand, and in the sunset, we go home side by side; In the classroom, we help each other, in the playground, there are our cheerful footprints; During the competition, we get information with one look, and during the experiment, we hold hands with one gesture. How many days and nights have precipitated our beautiful friendship and left beautiful memories.
I thank my parents, my teachers and my classmates, who gave me a colorful life and made me have a warm and grateful heart!