Grateful for parents
Parents are the source of your life, parents teach you to do things, but also teach you a lot of knowledge, so that you have a life of fulfillment; when you encounter setbacks in life and learning, parents will tell some philosophical stories to you to listen to, when you have achieved success in life and learning; they will say, "Good, keep trying! "Only these words are the most valuable treasure in your life.
Gratitude to teachers
Without teachers, maybe there is no your achievements today; without teachers, your childhood may be sad. Teachers are your parents, listen to the words of teachers benefit for life. Teachers for us to devote their efforts as a red candle to burn themselves to light up others, but that is how the students "light up" teachers and as an old cow "back students" step by step forward ... ...
Gratitude for classmates
Classmates, as the name implies, since they are classmates will help each other. If you find a very good classmate, when you encounter difficulties in learning, he accompanied you through the difficulties, when you encounter frustration in life, he will give you comfort. Classmates are like your family, always by your side, always with you.
Leaves hovering in the air, composing a song of thanksgiving music, that is the large number of gratitude to the earth that nourishes it; white clouds in the azure sky, painting a touching picture, that is, the white clouds on the blue sky to feed its gratitude. Because of gratitude, there will be this colorful society; because of gratitude, there will be sincere friendship, because of gratitude, let us know the true meaning of life. Gratitude is beautiful, beautiful as a flower. Fragrant fragrance, flowers in gratitude to the caress of the spring breeze; crystal dewdrops, flowers in gratitude to the nourishment of the rain; beautiful flowers, flowers in gratitude to the sun's long raising.
Gratitude is happy, happy like a bird. The birds are thankful for the life of the birds; the birds are thankful for the love of their partners; the birds are thankful for the blue sky.
Gratitude is sublime, sublime if the mountain. The clear sound of the sound, is the mountain in thanks to the running water of the companion; verdant and upright, is the mountain in thanks to the pines and cypresses of the decoration; elegant and gorgeous, is the mountain in thanks to the clouds of the dedication.
Gratitude to the mother
Who was pregnant in October and gave birth in one day; who washed and cooked, and asked for warmth; who was silently manipulated, and earnestly hoped for; who was white, and withered the red color. The teacher's teaching is always the teacher's aphorisms.
Gratitude for friends
Who is generous, snow in the charcoal; who is the two ribs, **** bitter and sweet; who is the heart of the heart, never leave each other; who is the knee to knee, sincere companion, high mountains and flowing water, no matter how colorful the stage of our life, the curtain, always the friend of the applause of the friend of the shouts.
Learning to be grateful is a course we must learn. Gratitude is always with you and me, the song of gratitude is always in our ears, and the idea of gratitude is always in our hearts. In this way, our life will be more wonderful.
When I contacted the word "gratitude" again, I think I can make a definition for gratitude. When you treat everything you have with gratitude, you'll find that gratitude is simple and unbelievable.
Time like water washes away our memories, but some of the people or things that we met inadvertently have stubbornly stayed. Years later, I realized that perhaps that is the grateful heart.
When I was 8 years old, I was in the second grade of elementary school, I was timid and afraid of things, and I was a silent child. That day in physical education class, I ran belly, was running, I asked the teacher for leave to rush into the toilet, the only regret is that I was no handkerchief. Squatting in a corner of the toilet, I was very embarrassed, face hot hot hot. I thought to myself, "It's over! The rest of the afternoon would probably be spent in the stench of the toilet. However, the end result was gratifying. Another older sister, who was in the corner of the toilet, got up and walked over to me, gave me some hand towels, and left. In that moment, there was silence and only the warmth of gratitude flowed through each other. At that time, I was still small, stupidly took the handkerchiefs and did not say "thank you". Years later, I grew up, only to understand, that is a kind of gratitude, even if it was spent in the toilet.
Afterwards, I couldn't help but snicker at the memory of the situation. Because this kind of thing will undoubtedly become the laughing stock of others. I am really grateful to that sister, because not only did she not laugh at me, but she also solved the most helpless situation I was in. Perhaps, some people will read this and laugh over it, how can they say that a thing that happened in the toilet is called gratitude? But I want everyone to understand that it is in the most mundane and banal or ludicrous things that make people feel the most ridiculous that the chances of that thankful heart appearing are high. Gratitude, is not earth-shattering!
In my opinion, it's not just a few pieces of handkerchiefs, but also a lesson about gratitude to the depths. At this moment, I just want to silently say, "Thank you, although I do not know you, but I will always remember you."
There are no complicated reasons, only two words "gratitude"!
Now that I've grown up, I have a grateful heart without anyone knowing.
Like every summer, this summer was hot. My friend and I went boating in the park, which was more crowded. A cry broke the harmony that should have been there. It was the helpless cry of a little girl. She screamed indistinctly, "Mommy", and the people passing by were like avoiding the plague, rushing past and turning a blind eye. My friend and I wanted to help her, but these days it's hard to be a good person, and I'm afraid of being wrongly accused of doing something bad. My friend told me not to mind my own business, but I think the little girl is really poor, or tube. I held her little hand, along the way, the little girl clutched my arm, tears, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow. Her long eyelashes hanging on the crystal teardrops, from time to time to choke a few times. It turns out that the little girl's mother is not far from the little girl, but 40 meters away. Just a corner, mother and daughter can not see each other. After the little girl saw her mom, crying louder. The woman picked up the girl and nodded and smiled at me, and I nodded and smiled at her. There was some shyness in each other. I thought: this time no sound is better than sound!