Thanksgiving poem 1
You have broadened my horizons.
You are my best friend forever and the driving force of life.
You leaned over and guarded with love and caution.
You show your clever mind to your heart's content
Your exuberant energy and bright smile.
Your boiling blood keeps flowing.
Let me immerse myself in your joy.
Let me enjoy your warmth.
Let me be intoxicated in your arms
Let me snuggle up in your arms
If mother is rain, then I am a rainbow after rain.
If my mother is the moon, then I am the star holding the moon.
Mother is the foundation of my growth.
I am my mother's ideal fruit.
When I grow up, my mother's black hair is like a maple leaf.
The frost sparkled with silver stars.
Poetry of Thanksgiving II
It's autumn all night and the wind is blowing.
Ten thousand branches shake leaves, grateful and inspirational.
It is difficult for a tree to keep its leaves.
Ye Lian's branches hurt more than his roots.
Bud leaves grow according to branches.
Suck milk and grow in the sun.
Strong plants and lush leaves.
Wide leaves protect branches and shelter roots.
* * * Take a bath in the spring breeze.
Feel the baptism of summer rain together
Enjoy the bright autumn sunshine.
Protect your roots against the snow and lie on the ice.
Crows feed back and win fame.
The lamb knelt down sincerely to eat milk.
Parents are very kind to their parents.
Don't be idle when you are filial.
Poetry of gratitude 3
1. Walk into the school gate with hard work, pace and uneasy heart;
Leave a memory, leave a memorial, and continue to work hard with an enterprising heart.
Be a sunny boy and be an excellent person.
When I took the first step out of school for the first time, I was either worried, happy, emotional or longing; With mixed feelings, there must be good hope for the future.
Wandering in dreams, how smart and sensible you are when you grow up.
Time flies, time passes through my fingers, and I seem to have suddenly changed from a naive child to a sunny and intelligent teenager. I don't know when my body will become tall and strong.
Dream again and again, dreaming that I can have a figure as powerful as my passing brother. The road of life is bumpy,
Sometimes you may fall, you may break your head, and you may fall so hard that you can't stand up.
What is the bumpy road of life?
How difficult it is to cross the obstacle.
Life is to take off the dust and dry the painful tears after falling.
Touch the injured body and feel the sacred soul. Stand up, a strong belief inspired me, strong to the next step.
Ah! Thanksgiving school!
You raised us, and knowledge is like your milk, which we can suck.
You are the cradle of talents,
You raised us and taught us to be strong.
Crows have the kindness to feed back, sheep have the feeling of kneeling and nursing, and we are also grateful.
Ah! Thanksgiving school!