First-grade primary school students are grateful to their parents for reciting poems.

Parents give us life and nurture us to grow up. We should be grateful to our parents. Do you know any first-grade pupils who are grateful for their parents' poems? Below, I have compiled some poems for you to thank your parents in the first grade of primary school, hoping to help you.

Grateful parents recite poems in the first grade of primary school 1: grateful parents love dad, you are a mountain.

I am a small tree.

You without mountains

It is difficult for me to have a small tree.

You use generous shoulders

Lift me up and show myself.

Not as tall as you.

What makes me outstanding?

Dad, you are the sun in my heart.

Give me will and strength.

it's you

Light up a bright road

Let me climb higher and higher.

I thank you.

Mom, you are a sea of Wang Yang.

I am a ship.

You without the sea

How can I get on the boat?

You use a broad mind

Hold me in your arms and show yourself.

Without your stormy waves

It's hard to be my extraordinary.

Mom, you are the moon in my heart.

Give me poems and paintings.

it's you

Give off a faint light in the dark and lonely night.

Let me shake it

I appreciate it.

Mom and Dad

Thank you not only for the above points.

Not only you, but also my parents who gave birth to and raised me.

In fact, there are many, many more

I wish my parents good health and a happy life.

Gratitude for parents in the first grade of primary school Reciting Poem II: Father Author: Guarding the closest relatives

Your back has been bent by me.

I also doused your warm-blooded heart.

Your eyes are full of me.

Your ideal has become my ideal.

The loss seen in the dream

The desolation of realistic tragedy

My heart is no longer burning.

My eyes are gradually filled with you.

You don't want to shrink into a hospital bed at the end of your life.

Young you passed by death.

In your dream, you are old.

Your reality is bleak.

Your flowers are bald.

My eyebrows are on end.

The unfinished road of your life

My ideal dream for you

In the first grade of primary school, I thank my parents for reciting poems. My mother's love is a pair of long chopsticks.

Give me something delicious;

Motherly love is a colorful rubber band.

Give me a beautiful braid;

Motherly love is an open umbrella,

Protect me from the wind and rain;

Motherly Love is a wonderful story book.

Tell me a beautiful story;

Motherly love is a thin pencil,

Teach me to write standard words;

Motherly love is a tear of concern,

I am bravely giving an injection, but my mother is crying with distress;

Motherly love is a warm hug,

Let me sleep comfortably.