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Mother! Mother! My dear mother! You in this world is how great, how selfless, in this decade, you to make me happy in this beautiful world of peace and enjoy life, dont know how much hard work and sweat. You are like a beautiful angel, in my life, for me to add to my glory, to my charm.
Mother! Oh! My dear mother! Before I come to this world, you dont know how much time you have to suffer in the hospital room, and I was born in your belly. I have heard you say that I am an underbelly, and I can imagine that I must be as naughty as a boy in your stomach, which has given you a lot of pain.
Mother, you are like a blue sky, I am that bird flying freely in the sky, soaring in your broad arms. It is you who gave me so many tenderness that I am happy and healthy.
Mother! I want to say to you: "I love you! Thank you for making me happy and healthy and make me learn to be a human being.
Parents love is the most selfless and pure love in heaven. Birds do not fly, can only open his mouth to her mother to feed food, birds mother all the way for the birds to find food, but they could not bear to eat, this is called maternal love my mother is the same, she never stopped from my birth Love for me, when I was still toddler, not only can not share for the mother, but will only add endless trouble to her, such as: broken vases, playing a knife to hurt their own, and so often, mom Always distressed endless, but never any blame and blame. This is great maternal love.
My mother gave me a lot of love, but sometimes I can not understand, or even misunderstanding 。.。.。. Once, my mother let me do a few math problems, there is a question I puzzled, go to ask her mother, she told me Most of the day I still do not do, my mother was his head in his hand, secretly lost tears, although I did not cry out the sound, but the tears or a string of string down, I think: mother too do not understand Our childrens mind, and play is the childs nature, learning is secondary, why do you see so heavy mother?
Another time, I made a dish, I think: Although children do not eat rice but the parents will say delicious. Can be a mother to eat a mouth to cover his mouth to the toilet, I asked her: "delicious?" "Not good!" Mother replied. The voice faded, I cried and said: "Why, other peoples mother to eat their own daughter to do the dishes, said delicious, but you said no good, I have no confidence." Mother listened to earnestly said: "If I want to make you happy and not tell the truth, you do not know the truth, become arrogant, so you not only can not progress, but will regress." I thought, or do not understand why my mother would think so, It is not the kind of person ah.
My life is a blank paper, is my parents brought me into this world, so the paper began with the color of life, enthusiastic red, pure white, bright yellow, leisurely and comfortable green, occasionally also can appear just light.
When I fail, my parents always cheer me up. My parents always comfort me when Im sad. When I succeed, my parents will laugh with me. When I make a mistake, my parents will always be patient with education me, enlighten me.
Its cold, my parents always tell me to wear more clothes; Far away, my parents often told me to pay attention to my body. There is some nagging, but it contains deep love.
We all say that maternal love is great, the mother love is great, not only is her selflessness and selflessness, a cup of water, a clothing, all have parents to our care.
We often think that when we grow up, we will be able to repay our parents. But we have thought, time is not rao, wait for us to have the interest, but then parents may be no longer.
The greatest sorrow in the world is this. Parents dont need a good material life, they need our care. From now on, share points for your parents!
Thanksgiving Day, first of all I would like to thank the students I raised my father and mother, and then thanks to teach me to train my teacher.
Today, I would like to thank my extracurricular chess teacher, when I was eight years old, I first met in 2005, "61" children game, get encouragement, since then set my chess determination, So that I fell in love with Go. I will Baili teacher as a teacher, in his careful teaching, I gradually learned to "eat, layout, ending 。.。 。.。" by a chess blind "layman" into a strength of the amateur 4 small players, in the Repeatedly won several competitions. I remember the best results are the citys race and the sixth session of the eighth championship, the provinces "Linchuan Evening News Cup" second, the International Shanghai Invitational sixth, these hard-won results are Is the teachers hard education of the credit, how can I forget your education grace it?
In the future I will use practical action to thank you for my training, the ancients said: one day for the division, life for the father, dripping grace, when Yongquan phase newspaper. The results can only represent the past, I have to study hard, so that their chess does not continue to improve, humbly learn from chess, sum up experience, get rid of their shortcomings, learn someone elses superb chess and others, the future better To return to my mentor. Never let mentor disappointed.
Be Grateful to Our Parents
Just as the famous saying goes，"Thanksgiving is a spiritual treasure. Since we were born, many people have helped us more or less and we should be grateful for everything that other people have done for us. And among all the people we should appreciate, our parents are the ones who deserve our appreciation most.
Nowadays，as young men，we always take our parents love and care for granted, without any gratitude to our parents. However, we should come to realize that our parents will become old one day, and they will need our care, just like those days when we were little children. Therefore, however busy we may be, we should spend more time accompanying them, because they once devoted so much selfless love to us, and we should return them the same from the bottom of our heart.
From the first day we appeared in their lives, it is our parents who give us all their love but never expect anything in return. In order to make our lives better, they endure a lot of hardships. Therefore, we should be grateful to our parents, respect them and be a good kid with a grateful heart.
Today is Thanksgiving Day, thinking of moms daily hard work, I decided to help my mother to tow the land.
I happily picked up the mop, humming a ditty, left drag drag right drag drag, drag in, even just drag the place is dirty with your feet, mother see me so son, to longly say: "son! Why do you sweep the world without a house?" After listening to my mothers words, I bowed my head in shame and determined that I could do it well! I followed my mothers request over and over again, checking every place, and not letting go of any dead corners. After the dry, I see, wow! The ground was spotless and saw the fruits of their labor. The hard work had been completely forgotten.
My mother said meaningfully, "no pain, no gain. Believe you will do better in the future!"
Some people know how hard, some people know how to honor, some people know how to respect, know how to cherish. I know a different kind of friendship - thanksgiving. When I was toddler, my parents were leaning on the side; when my life was rugged. Is the parents to help me through the ups and downs; when I study the pressure when the parents gave me a cup of hot tea; when I was bullied, the parents for me to fight injustice 。.。.。 parents paid so much for us, do not we Should you learn to be grateful?
I remember once, school sooner or later, I said to my mother: "Mom, why do not you call me to get up early? I should be late!" I complained. "Well, you hurry, Ill wait for you downstairs." Mother said, while walking out the door. I dawdle to finish the teeth, casually grilled a few mouthfuls of rice, dressed, rushed to the downstairs. Mom has long been waiting downstairs. Breath of the north wind, I was shivering coldly. Mother took his big coat and put it on. Im still talking about it: "You are so late to call me up, will be late, late criticized!" Mom opened the car faster. Cold wind "wind" from my ear blowing, scraping my ear sore. Im late.
Back home, my father said more, "your mother because the morning too little wear, cold cold, is resting, you do not argue to him." Tears like a broken line of pearls, fell down. All this is because of me, all because of love! I went to the mothers bed, guilty to say "mother, sorry"。
Is that experience, let me understand the love of parents. Let me learn a more care, less complain. More than a Thanksgiving, less a bit disgusted!