We often say: "Our life course has been integrated into every wave of affection, every melody, every exhortation, every laugh, every look, every step …" However, the first love in the world definitely means not only caring, but more importantly, education, so that the torch of wisdom can be passed on.
I remember when our parents taught us, they often said, "We eat more salt than you eat rice, and the bridge we crossed is longer than the road you walked." And we are always so young and frivolous that we don't agree. We ignore the traces left on their faces and temples when the years slip away quietly, and naturally there will be many priceless wisdom experiences accumulated in their hearts. They are always willing to give us everything, and we always stubbornly believe that this is out of date. He ran around like a newborn calf until he was black and blue and bleeding from his horn, then ran to them, leaned his head on their arms, licked the wound and moved on.
Home-school interactive education has built a bridge between parents and students. Parents took to the podium in Kan Kan and talked about their study methods, work experience, how to get along with strangers, their expectations and confidence in our future, and their understanding of us ... They gave us priceless treasures and passed on the brightly burning torch. We accept all this with gratitude and listen to their words, which is far better than studying for ten years and has benefited a lot. We feel everything with a delicate heart, and feel the selflessness and unrelenting of our family. Wise parents, their images are so great in our hearts. At the same time, we are surprised to find that they are eager to understand us and to be understood by us. In fact, we can become bosom friends. In this activity, we have a deeper understanding of what family ties are.
Feelings are an oasis in a deserted desert. When you are lonely, depressed, weak, thirsty and sick, you will be radiant at a glance, your mind will be comfortable and you will not be lonely. Will act quickly, just a drop of water, and the rolling Wang Yang of life spread in my heart.
Family is the North Star at night. Once we chased the goal and ignored it, until one day we looked up slightly without knowing the direction, and a soft light guided us to take a firm step.
Emotion is a harbor in the voyage. When we hit the rocks again and again, we drove in slowly. There are no big waves here. We can stay here for a while, mend the wound, prepare supplies and sail again.
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Because of the great affection, we are grateful. At the same time, I also thank the teacher for his careful cultivation. "Sunshine Project" has set up a stage for us to show our talents. Family education has taught us the etiquette of honoring our parents. They inspired us to write that "ten thousand gold" letter on Mid-Autumn Festival, say hello to our parents and say thank you. It is they who have carefully prepared this parent-child exchange activity. They not only inculcate us, but also often have heart-to-heart communication with us. This is the fusion of kindness and friendship. Therefore, we are not only grateful for family ties, but also grateful for teachers and students.
Author: craft999
A grateful heart (Li Qi)
Fallen leaves hover in the air, composing a movement of gratitude, which is the gratitude of the tree to the earth that nourishes it; Baiyun floats in the blue sky, drawing pictures of people, which is Baiyun's gratitude to the blue sky that raised it. Because of gratitude, there will be this colorful society, and because of gratitude, there will be sincere friendship. Because of gratitude, we understand the true meaning of life-inscription.
From the baby's "wow" fall to feeding him to grow up, how much effort and sweat the parents spent and how many days and nights they knitted; From elementary school to junior high school, even to university, how many teachers have worked hard for him, silently dedicated light and heat, burning themselves and illuminating others.
Gratitude is from the heart. As the saying goes, "the grace of dripping water is rewarded by the spring." What's more, parents, relatives and friends pay you not only a drop of water, but a piece of Wang Yang sea. Whether you give your parents a cup of warm tea after they are tired, or give them a card on their birthday, or give them some greetings and comfort when they are lost, they often pour their efforts and energy into us. How can we remember their birthdays, understand their fatigue, and whether we are aware of the wisps of silver and wrinkles? Gratitude requires you to feel and return with your heart.
Gratitude is respect. As a famous scientist, Madame Curie won the Nobel Prize twice, but she met her primary school teacher at the meeting and thanked her with a bunch of flowers. The great man Mao Zedong also expressed his deep gratitude to his teacher during the festival. Great men since ancient times have a grateful heart. Gratitude doesn't need to be earth-shattering, just a greeting, a phone call and a little touch from you.
Gratitude is meaningful. Love makes the world go round. Parents' efforts are far higher than mountains and deeper than the sea, but as us, we only know how to ask for food and clothes. It seems that there is another isolation zone, which makes us selfish, forgetting the parents' efforts and the sound of happiness. Learning to appreciate others is a kind of conscience and filial piety, because only in this way can there be harmony, happiness and mutual respect.
With a grateful heart, look at the society, parents and relatives, and you will find how happy you are. Let go of your mind and let the drizzle wash away the pollution in your heart. Learn to be grateful, because it will make the world better and life more fulfilling.
I was born in a rainy day, so I have a special feeling for rain. I always feel that the rain in Mao Mao is like my mother's love, especially when it rains, maternal love will spread in the rain.
When I was in the fourth grade, my mother came to pick me up as scheduled after school. I sat in the back seat of my mother's bike and happily told my mother interesting things that happened at school during the day. But the weather was not beautiful, and suddenly it rained heavily. The wind mixed with raindrops the size of beans hit my mother and me mercilessly, and we floated in the wind and rain like two leaves in a storm. My mother quickly got off the bike, took out her raincoat from her pocket, wrapped me tightly and got on the bike quickly. I hugged my mother tightly and lay on her warm back. Mother and son walked forward in the wind and rain ... When I got home, my mother looked at me who was hardly hit by a drop of rain and smiled happily. Looking at my mother who was soaked in the rain, I was very sad. Motherly love is an umbrella in the rain, shielding me from the relentless wind and rain. Motherly love is a rainbow after rain, drawing the most beautiful scenery for me.
A rainy day this year coincides with the day when the final exam results are announced. Maybe it's sloppy in the exam, or maybe it's not working hard at ordinary times. In short, I got 177 for the first time. I have no face to face my prospective father, and I can't face my mother who works hard for me every day. On the way home, tears poured down with the rain. I didn't have the courage to ring the doorbell at home, wandering in the rain and shivering. Suddenly, a familiar figure caught my eye. I can't control my feelings anymore. I ran over and hugged my mother tightly. My mother wiped the rain from my forehead and firmly said to me, "Look at success or failure, life is heroic, just start all over again!" " After listening to my mother's words, my tears poured out again. As the saying goes, knowing a child is like a mother. At this moment, I discovered that my mother knows me so well, understands me, supports me and loves me. I have no reason not to cheer up. I dried my tears again and said to my mother word for word: "mom, believe in your son, he must be the best!" " "
Mom! You are a crutch in the storm. When I fell, you propped up a field of hope for me. You are a harbor on the voyage. When I am injured by bumps, help me replenish my energy and sail again. ...
It is another rainy day. Looking at the drizzle outside the window, maternal love spread in the rain again. ...
Responder: 45 degrees _ lovelorn-trainee magician level 211-27 21:22
Write that mom is hurt/tired/sick for you. . . . So you feel the warmth of maternal love. . . . .
Unforgettable love
Unforgettable affection There are many small fish in my mind, which constitute my unforgettable affection, but my most unforgettable affection is the golden goldfish …
I remember when I was in the third grade, I went to school just after the New Year. My classmates were talking about the beauty of spring happily, but I felt bad. Because I go to school in the cold spring, my teeth tremble with cold in the morning. The whole class said, "Look, her lips are blue." After several classes, I got home very uncomfortable and fell asleep in bed.
I heard a familiar voice in my sleep, "Get up! Xiao Yan! " I woke up and saw my mother. I said, "I seem to have a fever." My mother quickly measured me with a thermometer, and my "temperature was 40 degrees" and my mother immediately became nervous. I called the class teacher to ask for leave, and then my mother hurriedly picked up a cup and gave me water to drink antipyretic. I found out carefully that there was sweat on my mother's forehead. I think, mom, this must be urgent. I must get sick early. Log on to the composition network, and you can also contribute.
I don't know how to keep a high fever. I drank the medicine and sweated. My mother is busy changing towels to wipe my back. I was so busy at noon that I couldn't even eat. I fell asleep again ... I felt my mother went to the hospital behind my back. Unexpectedly, I was hospitalized for a week and four days. Log on to the composition network, and you can also contribute.
Every day I open my eyes and see my mother by my side. When I got well, I found my mother's eyes were black and her silver hair was a little more. ...