She is-"Mom"
Mother's hands were rough, and she gave me a gentle touch.
Mom's eyes are all spent. She gave me bright eyes.
The familiar voice is always so full of enthusiasm.
We have long been used to this kind of care,
I gradually forgot to be moved.
There is a kind called the most beautiful.
He is-"father"
Dad's waist is bent, and he gave me a straight back.
Dad's wrinkles deepened, and he gave me beautiful youth.
Deep eyes faintly visible young face.
We take this for granted.
I forgot to say thank you.
There is one kind of relatives that should be remembered most.
She is a teacher.
When I came to you,
I want to harvest a spring breeze,
But it gave me the whole spring;
I want to get a spray,
You gave me the whole blue ocean. ...
However, over time,
Before I thank you,
We'll be apart.
There is a group of people who are most grateful.
They are-classmates.
I want to pick a red leaf,
But you gave me the whole maple forest;
I want to kiss a snowflake,
You gave me the whole silver world.
time flies
I haven't said thank you yet,
We left.
Even so, my gratitude to you will only increase.
So,
When you can still say thank you,
Be grateful,
To all those who help us.
Say "thank you"