I am most grateful to my parents. They have embraced all my strengths and weaknesses with their big hearts and deep love, and have generously given me a space of my own, allowing me to stretch out my arms and embrace the life I want.
I am grateful to my parents, who gave me the right to come into this world.
My childhood was spent carefree under the love and care of my parents. On sunny days, they sent me a bright clear sky; when it rained and snowed, they held a warm umbrella for me.
The teenage time is accompanied by the joys and sorrows of schooling, which contains a lot of the bitterness and sweetness of parents. Parents often because of my joy and happy, but also often because of my worries and worries in the heart. I know that my parents are looking forward to me having a good score, and one day in the future, their daughter can rely on their own ability, to go to a better life.
Finally, one day, my parents' wish came true: I finally had a happy and fulfilling home that belonged to me.
Parents smiled, and in this heartfelt smile, but I saw my parents forehead when I did not know when to climb a deep wrinkles, sideburns also more wisps of gray hair.
The parents' hearts are still full of countless worries, holding on to their daughter, holding on to their little grandchildren. So, in order to my work, my family and my children, parents in their nearly sixty years of age, and did the granddaughter of the "old nanny", looking at the granddaughter of my childhood as a general smart and well-behaved look, parents satisfied with the smile. Just, they are no longer young ......
I thank my parents, when I am no longer young, when I quietly counted the strands of gray hair on the head of my parents, when I gently stroked the wrinkles on the face of my parents;
I thank my parents, when my parents are no longer young, when the spring to fall parents of silent love still I'm not sure what I'm talking about,
I thank my parents, when I first became a mother to take care of their own little baby with a heart full of love, when I gently sang for my daughter, the song "You are happy to
Human beings are not saints, and who can't be faulted. No matter what we have done before, as long as now we give ourselves a quiet day, think of the little bits and pieces that our parents have paid for us, think of our responsibilities tomorrow. Pick up those textbooks that we have forgotten, sit in the classroom at ease, listen carefully to every lesson, and finish every day with all your heart, I think our parents that big heart will be able to tolerate, due to our former naivety and squandering of those times.