The person I am grateful to 1 The cool autumn wind blows, and the yellow leaves are flying like butterflies in the air.
In this season, I met Mr. Cheng. In my impression, Mr. Cheng is a little chubby, with yellow skin and shiny yellow. When he speaks, he will show two front teeth. He walks slowly and often smiles when giving lectures. His orderly manner makes people feel at ease. We "naughty boys" like to surround him in our spare time and listen to him explain problems that we don't understand. It is such a teacher who has been together for less than two months. Why are you impressed and grateful? Maybe it was that time that he criticized me.
I still remember that the monthly exam in September just ended, because the exam results were not bad, I was a little complacent and relaxed my study requirements. Also, because of my parents' long-term persuasion, I am a little insensitive and have a muddled life. ...
But things came too suddenly. On that day, the sun in early autumn scorched the earth, and the ground reflected dazzling light, which made people inexplicably upset.
In class, Mr. Cheng handed out papers and sharply asked, "Who deducted six points from this question? Stand up! " I was so scared that I stood up trembling. Zhao Ruiying!' The smile in Mr. Cheng's eyes disappeared, and there was a burning flame in his angry eyes, staring at my eyes like a fireball of the sun. I don't understand. What makes him angry? Just before I knew it, the teacher said loudly, "This question has been talked about eleven times! Why can't we get rid of preconceived notions? Deeply rooted! ..... "The sunshine outside the window is bright and dazzling, which makes people want to close their eyes. Not only hurt your eyes, but also hurt your heart!
Shame suddenly came to my mind and struck me like lightning. At that moment, there was a feeling that warm liquid broke through the eyes. Touching it with your hand turned out to be tears. It's too hot! It burns in my heart. The teacher's words seemed to come from far away, like a basin of ice water, pouring hard on me. Yes, it soaked me, but it woke me up like a sharp needle. I suddenly realized, yes, what have I done in the past two months? Diligence every day is actually just a dry coat. I was just immersed in the initial victory, but I didn't have a positive and enterprising heart. I remembered the days when I lived in a daze, and I remembered what I did without pursuing progress. I regret it. The teacher's words hurt me, but they made me more awake, more aware of my state, and more aware of the direction of my efforts. Thank you, teacher, for waking me up, for treating me with high standards and strict requirements ... thank you for your company on the way to growth, Mr. Cheng!
Today, I finally realized my wish-to write down this mental journey and thank Mr. Cheng.
Let me appreciate the composition of the seventh grade. During the urchin period in 2003, you tolerated me and made me strong. Study hard for 9 years, you teach me and help me; 13 spring, summer, autumn and winter, you accompany me and take care of me. You are the one who makes me feel grateful all my life-mom.
When I was in kindergarten, as you told me, I was a naughty and uncontrollable troublemaker. My childhood memory is incomplete, but I will never forget a memory, the beautiful "diamond" and the unforgettable twenty strokes. ...
In the activity room of kindergarten, I fell in love with a small marble like a diamond. My happiness at that time depended on this diamond! Just one day, the teacher took us to the activity room to knead clay figurines and found that "Little Diamond" was still there. I am very excited and excited. Time has passed, and my clay figurine is still a mass of mud. My heart was firmly grasped by "Little Diamond". Just when no one was paying attention to me, I put my beloved "diamond" in my pocket and looked at it.
But that night, when I was still immersed in the joy of getting the "little diamond", you found the little marble in my pocket. Seeing your locked brows and ugly face, my heart began to get nervous inexplicably. I don't know when it started raining outside the window. I just said, "That's my clay figurine … the teacher rewarded me." You seem to have guessed something and said to me seriously, "I'll call the teacher!" " Okay？ ""But, but the teacher doesn't know? Why, why ask the teacher? " I stammered, but you affirmed one thing more, and said sharply to me, "I said, don't cover up your mistakes with lies." That will increase your mistakes. You should know what to tell me! "My face began to burn, and I don't know when it began to rain cats and dogs outside the window. Lightning struck the whole world and thunder rumbled. I've always liked rain, and I'm beginning to hate it ... I have to admit the fact that I stole the marbles.
You found a long ruler and let me stretch out my hands. I feel what is going to happen. I curled my lips, flushed and opened my eyes in fear. I regret it. It seems that countless needles are mercilessly stabbing my tender heart, pain, pain ... but you have no pity for me at all, and you have no tenderness in the past, but you hold my little hand and hold a long ruler high. In the cold season, especially when the ruler hits my hand, I feel very painful. It really hurts to the bone. I cried … I think you are the cruelest mother in the world! Twenty times! It's over. You didn't be gentle. You usually hold your swollen little hand, but you still pull your skirt and ask for your forgiveness, because I know it's wrong! Your eyes are wet, I know, you feel sorry for me, and every time you hit them, you are beating your heart hard! Why not suffer twice as much as I do! But I can see that you held back your tears and didn't let them fall because you didn't want me to feel a little innocent. You told me, "Today is my punishment. If you make similar mistakes in the future, it will be a more severe punishment for society! " Finally, the rain outside the window gradually stopped. The dark night was unusually quiet, but my tears flowed like a light rain. ...
In the later days, I always remember that thunderstorm night and my swollen little hands. ...
More importantly, mom, your words and deeds over the years have made me understand what you once said. I know how much your heart hurts every time you hit my hand with that long ruler. People can't stand without faith. Faith is a business card that will accompany us all our lives. A century-old shop is developed because of "faith". How can people lack faith?
You told me that when snowflakes are at their most beautiful, they are flying in the air, not in your hands. I am your most beautiful and purest snowflake.
Your words and twenty times became the most important first revelation in my life. Everything in the world is right or wrong. Thank you for letting me know the measure of right or wrong. Thank you for bringing me to be an honest and trustworthy person; Thank you for growing up with me!
It's good to have you in this era of changeable family ties! You are the person I am forever grateful to! Thank you! Mom!
Someone I'm grateful for. The tree appreciates the soil because it gives it life. The bird is grateful for the blue sky, because the blue sky gives it freedom; The fish appreciates the lake because it gives it happiness. I want to thank her-my teacher, because she gave me encouragement and taught me to persist.
Last week's calligraphy class, the teacher wanted to choose a class representative. The whole class shouted out my name in unison. What kind of recognition and trust is this! While accepting this task and honor, that beautiful figure floated in my mind.
Her face is beautiful and dignified, and her thick black hair hangs loosely over her shoulders. She leaned over and stared at us children who were writing with tender little hands. Her eyes are clear, her hands are white and beautiful, as if they were made of jade ... when I was five years old, I couldn't sit on the bench. Just after writing a line, I turned my body to the back, knelt on the chair, and put away the erasers of the students in the back row to form a tall one. Accidentally, I coughed at the eraser, and piles of erasers fell to the ground. I blushed and chased those erasers, so anxious that the teacher would definitely criticize me severely. Unexpectedly, the teacher bent down, picked up all the erasers for me with white hands, gently pulled me back to my seat, put the pencil back in my hand and whispered in my ear, "Write two more lines, class is over." Look, how straight you write vertically! How beautiful! Insist, insist on writing like this ... "
I got an A in that class assignment and posted it at the top of the exhibition board. Since then, every time I show my homework, my homework will be listed in the first position on the display board. From then on, whenever I encounter difficulties and want to be lazy or give up, that gentle voice will ring in my ear: persist!
Persistence in the face of difficulties will lead to success. In the past seven years, no matter what I do or what difficulties I encounter, I have worked hard to persist, make continuous progress and achieve success. You taught me these people, and I am very grateful-dear teacher!
On the road of life, there are countless passers-by and strangers, but there are also people who benefit from our lives. They help us cross the high wall, let us see hope and go forward bravely. It is you who have helped me through the difficulties and ushered in the light, and you have made me feel grateful-my teacher Chen.
You are a humorous and kind teacher, probably because you are about the same age as my father, so I felt very kind when I first met you.
Once, I suddenly had hypoglycemia, and my classmates went to report to you. When you know, you rush to the classroom immediately. Take two sweets out of my pocket for me to eat. Give me a glass of water and let me drink it. I lay on the desk for a while, but I didn't feel more comfortable, but I felt a little dizzy. There you go again, touching my forehead and anxiously saying, "Why do you have a fever, Qin Xiao? Come on, take Xiao Mo to the infirmary with me!" "
"Go slowly, don't worry." You said to me gently. When you come to the infirmary, you say to the school doctor, "This is a student in our class. At first, his blood sugar was very low. After lying down for a while, his body temperature rose. " "Ok, I see." The school doctor looked for medicine while answering ... "Come on, take this medicine!" "You told me to take two pills and a glass of water. I took water and pills, put the pills in my mouth, took a sip of water and swallowed them. Then you smiled and said, "Just take the medicine. "I looked up and saw that your forehead was covered with sweat. I felt a sense of happiness and an unspeakable feeling.
You often say, "mentality determines everything." Let's have a correct attitude towards everything. "There will always be people coming from behind. Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is self-abandonment after failure. " You said it again. I keep your words firmly in mind and always remind myself that as long as I believe in myself, I will definitely win.
Hua Er smiled and said, "Hold on." The bird smiled and said, "Brave." You smiled and said, "Against the sky."
You let me know that there is always a moment of light in the endless darkness. Thank you for letting me know how to smile at the world. Thank you for making me feel grateful.
The person I am grateful to is Grade 7 Composition 5. It was very cold that winter.
I was wrapped in a thick down jacket, like a big fat penguin. I curled up in my hat and stood under the stop sign waiting for the next bus.
There are still some snowflakes scattered in the sky. It has been snowing heavily for two days. The snow on the road has been trampled into ice residue by vehicles. There are few pedestrians on the road, and the world around us is white. I looked around bored, and suddenly, I saw the grateful person I still remember for a long time.
She is not tall and hunched. Wearing a dark brown knitted hat with a little thread missing, several clusters of gray hair protruding from the hat shook gently with the cold wind, a pair of energetic eyes and chapped lips. Her face was flushed with cold, and the wrinkles on her face loomed. That dark cotton-padded jacket must have been mended and mended. She has a big broom in her hand and her right hand vigorously sweeps the accumulated snow on the ground for a long time. I looked behind her, and there was a clean oil path without any trace of snow. She is about sixty or seventy years old. I heard from my mother that the elderly retired in their fifties. Don't ... I walked up to her with tears in my eyes.
"My granddaughter will go this way when school starts tomorrow. Don't slip away ... People who go to work are busy now, so be careful ..." She muttered. I am less than one meter away from her, and I can clearly see a happy smile on her lips. That smile is like the sun, melting the snow, melting the winter and warming my heart. I wanted to go over and say thank you to her, but just as I was going out, my foot slipped and fell on the old woman. She found me and grabbed me at once. When I stand up straight, shame fills my heart. I feel my face is burning and I say I'm sorry over and over again. Me? Why am I so stupid?
"Boy, be careful, didn't you fall?" She spoke softly, her voice soft and deep. When she said this, she smiled and was full of kindness. I know this is not gloating, but a comfort. So, I drove away all the unhappiness in my heart and smiled: "Grandma, thank you!" " "Say that finish, I have been pulling the heart relaxed. The bus came, and I left with a smile and got on the bus.
In the car, I quietly looked at her figure, watching the figure of that person's efforts getting smaller and smaller until it disappeared quietly in front of my eyes.
Thank you, grandma, for your contribution to society and for helping everyone in the cold winter! You have been a grateful person for such a long time. In my spare time, your words and your back have been flashing in my heart.
This spring, a hundred flowers blossom!
The people I am grateful for are the most precious when they bloom, wither when they fall, and need comfort when they miss the flowering period. Our life is like this flowering period. Flowers bloom and fall, there are always some people who make me feel grateful and comfort me during the growing flowering period.
The long river of memory broke through the fence and flooded into my mind. A vague figure gradually became clear, and flowers fluttered in the wind. What a familiar picture! We have known each other since I was a pupil. You always have a smile on your face. One day many years ago, I was lying in bed because I failed the exam. You came to me quietly, took my hand and smiled mysteriously: "Go! Take you to a relaxing place. " Before I knew it, you dragged me out of bed and walked to a osmanthus tree in the community garden. It's already autumn, the pale yellow flowers have smiled shyly, and a thick fragrance comes to the nose. "Wow, it smells good." My mood suddenly improved a lot, so I went forward and smelled it carefully. A gust of wind blew, and the flowers on the trees fluttered with the wind, and some floated down and sprinkled on us. "Yes!" You carefully selected one. "It's really beautiful, but this kind of scenery is only available in autumn. Do you know why? " "Why?" I looked at you curiously. "Because, it's blossoming!" You put the flower on your nose and smell it gently. "You see, it is in the period when osmanthus is in full bloom, so it is so beautiful and beautiful, but it will not open after the flowering period ... Don't you think the exam is the same?" "What? Is there any connection between these two things? " I blinked, confused. "Of course, when the flowers bloom, it is before and during the exam. This is a season full of expectation and beauty. After the exam, isn't it just like the flowering period? The flower has withered, and nothing we can do can make it bloom again, can we? " You threw the flowers into the wind with a smile. I seem to understand why you want me to come. You took my hand and said, "But the flowers will bloom again, won't they?" We don't have to be sad about falling flowers. We should be optimistic, don't you think? ""well! I see! "I held your hand instead, and you smiled again, like a blooming flower.
You planted a tree in my heart that will never wither. The name of that tree is strong and optimistic. That tree, blooming on both sides of my growth path, filled me with the strength to cope with difficulties! Thank you!
You are the one who makes me feel grateful, just because you planted a tree in my heart-my friend!
Someone I'm grateful for. Flowers bloom and fall. Countless seasons and spring and autumn have passed. In the years of memory, there are so many people and things, and the family members who accompany me are the people I want to be grateful for most.
My arrival, your happiness
"Wow, wow," I was born with a clear and loud cry. You look more excited than your mother. Hold me, touch my forehead with your warm big hand and say, "How lovely!" " You have become your mother's right-hand man, and it is a pleasure to be busy in the east and west. You're just a stay-at-home dad. Every time you mention your "advantages" to me, you say with satisfaction, "How happy you are to have a lovely female doll!"
My illness, your worry
Why do you feel warm all over? I was awakened by this sudden feeling. Dressed in pajamas and wrapped in a quilt, I quietly came to your bed and dragged your quilt feebly. You asked me why, but I took me to the hospital without saying anything when I knew the situation. I opened my eyes and looked at a star overhead. Naughty stars seem to blink at me, but they seem to blame me. Because my father is very tired from work, maybe he will sleep for a while. You always ask me about my health without looking back. When I got to the hospital, I saw you frowning slightly and thinking about something, and stayed with me until late at night.
My growth, your comfort.
Time is like a colorful shuttle. Time flies, so many years have passed, and I have grown up, becoming a charming girl in the flower season, with less illness and less care for you. I begin to understand that you are busy every day for me and this family. Going out early and coming back late seldom sleep well. I know every piece of your painstaking efforts, and I have learned to repay, even if it is a small thing, I will try. Make a cup of hot tea and pat your back gently ... As a student, the biggest reward should be your grades. I restrain myself from combining work and rest, and do my homework with my heart every day. I will handle my homework myself until I know that you are late. A report card with my gratitude on it falls into your hands. You smiled with satisfaction and said meaningfully, "It is enough to have such a filial child in this life." I just found a few small wrinkles crawling around your eyes, and you are not as energetic as before.
Dad, since childhood, you have been taking care of me without regrets. I grew up in your love. Now, the person I am most grateful to is you.