I am grateful to my parents, who gave me life and gave me a warm home. The solid and cozy shelter will be forever over to be the place where I rest. Dad, you are the daughter of the heart of that safe and warm mountain, tired as long as the time to lie down on the top can be a hundred times more energetic; Dad, you are the daughter of the heart of the vast ocean on the other side of the shore; in the shore of the end of the waiting for the daughter's return. Dad, you are the sun in your daughter's heart, the dazzling light drove away the shadows in my daughter's heart ...... Mom, it is you who conceived the baby in October, brought me to this colorful world, it is you, painstakingly pulled me up, how many times, help me change diapers, how many cold nights up to help my daughter pull the quilt, how many hot summer days, it is you who put the fan gently shaking, to help my daughter pull the quilt, and how many hot summer days. It is your fan gently shake, for me to drive away mosquitoes ...... mom, thank you, thank you for tolerating, tolerate the daughter of all. Thinking back to the previous capriciousness, I am ashamed, that scene of the past came to mind, push open the door of memory, my thoughts drifted back to the past ...... So, I am motivated to be a grateful person! Repay my parents, repay my country, repay all the people who have cared for me - my parents, teachers and even friends!
Thanksgiving, let me understand "the world's parents are especially expensive"; thanksgiving, let me understand "the joy of kneeling in the grandparents"; thanksgiving, let me appreciate the charm of the sunshine; thanksgiving, let me understand what is the liver and guts, the wind and rain; thanksgiving, so that the I understand ...... thankful for the birds and flowers, thankful for the spring and the scenery, thankful for the blue dome,......
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