In life, there is always a bright red like the sun banner, guiding us to think of positive energy to move forward, the plight of the people, their behavior, so that we are reborn in the fire, and so is the case, for you to praise!
Cool breeze, embroidery lake square, flags flying, the western children to transport supplies donation site, crowded, warmth has been surging heart, "Hello, clothing on this side, stationery and so on the square over the delivery car, thank you for your cooperation, this is our elementary school special medals for you to bring! Heart flooded with a slight sweetness, I hung the red brocade, looking at the endless stream of citizens, the heart is full of emotion.
Loud noon moment, rushed back to the square, found that the crowd has been sparse dense up, hurry back to the post, with a smile to greet the first donor, "Hello, you want to donate -" "Little brother, what do you want to donate? What do you want to donate?" A nearly elderly, trembling and trembling standing in front of me, a boy of about eleven years old, holding her, looks like a blind man. "No, no, no, it's my grandma who wants to donate!" The boy panicked and waved his hands. "What are you going to donate, Granny?" I hastened to cover up my mistake and rephrased my words. "Oh, I've come to donate money and school bags!" "Grandma, you're not ............" the boy wanted to say. "Kids, just say something-" "Uh, waiter, I want to donate money!" "Oh - this way -" I was in a trance. The grandmother fumbled the money into the donation box with her own hands, in the other direction, both hands confused in my direction, "I'm over here!" I hastened to help over, "waiter, this money must be delivered to me, hey, you know what, it's just my pension money, grandchildren her parents don't know, haha, save those poor children and then say ...... "This is his pension money! No wonder it was so thick a brand! My heart all of a sudden surged with an unknown flavor, happy, sad, ashamed ......
In life, praise for you!
The word "praise" as a recent often appear in the life of the popular words, which represents both the recognition and approval of a thing; can also represent the support and recognition of a person. Everyone has a unique experience of liking something in their life. Similarly I also have my experience of likes. Let me share it with you.
In that hot sunny afternoon, because I was really bored at home, I took a walk in the neighborhood. But soon I was sweating profusely. Although I wanted to go home, I was discouraged by the thought that I would have nothing to do at home. Suddenly, a great idea came to me.
"Boss, a cold drink." I went to the kiosk, "6 dollars." A middle-aged man walked up to the counter and said to me with a kind smile on his face. "Boss, money." "Take care, come back next time."
Unconsciously, the sun was about to set. A cup of cold drink is out, I want to buy another cup to drink at home. But once I pulled out my pocket and found that something was wrong, I had 20 yuan in my pocket. Why is there no money in my pocket now? How can I explain to my mom when I go home? So I went back to the kiosk with all sorts of puzzles and doubts.
From afar, I saw the boss standing in front of the store, and from time to time looked around anxiously. I went up to him, he saw me coming, busy toward me. "Finally saw you, just did not see clearly (you walk in a hurry), want to call you, but can not see you. Here's the money to find you, here." Said, stuffed the money into my palm. At once, a stream of warmth into my heart, I sincerely said "thank you".
Now I think of this incident, still very touched. Perhaps a person's unintentional behavior, can impress others, so that others for you to praise.
Praise for you essay 3Seeing this scene, I really want to praise you! In our classroom, there is a student, his leg was crushed by a car, comminuted fracture, on a layer after layer of thick plaster. But he's not sad about it, and all he sees when he meets him is a smile, he, Jiang Yujian. Although he has missed a few weeks of class, but he is not discouraged, the use of lunch breaks to let his classmates to make up for him, and at night to seriously review and make up for the missed assignments ...... Seeing this scene, I want to Jiang Yujian said: "Kudos to you!"
He, bladder and waist thick, a cow strength. Knowing Jiang Yujian, naughty, he no longer play, every day to keep Jiang Yujian's side, to go to the toilet, on his back to go; to music class, to help him walk; to go home, early wheelchair out, slowly push him home ...... He, called Liu Zeyu. Seeing this scene, I want to say to Liu Zeyu: "Kudos to you!"
She, well-mannered. Is the class president, but also a member of the brigade. In the classroom, management of classmates, careful counseling homework for classmates. In the brigade department, responsible, always meticulously complete the task. She is Huang Ziyi. Seeing this scene, I want to say to her, "Kudos to you!"
He, tall and thin. In the hospital, calm and collected, more than once for the patient to give their own blood, never leave a name. He, called Wu Zhengwei. Seeing this scene, I want to say to him, "Kudos to you!" A person does not have to make any earth-shattering events, as long as the ability to give their love, it is worth being praised.
For your praise essay 4Early in the morning, sleepy mom and I came to the supermarket to buy food, looking at the crowded food stalls busy picking the crowd, my heart is not depressed. Although it is still early, but in the supermarket checkout has been a long line. I struggled to drag the basket, step by step to the end of the dragon.
Time in the waiting slowly passed, looking at the fast to the checkout, the heart can not help but breathe a sigh of relief, left in front of the old lady. Cashier every see a customer, face rippling smile, overflowing into the customer's heart. "Hello!" She cast a gentle glance at the grandmother. The grandmother arched her back and kept rummaging as if she had dropped something. Her face held a red color and her teeth chattered slightly. Seeing this, the cashier hurriedly asked what had happened, her voice softer than the breeze, her movements softer than a whisper. She patiently comforted the grandmother, telling her not to be anxious and to settle down.
I looked at the cashier: the face of the smile has been unable to cover up the haggard face, stood for a long time the feet can not support the exhausted body. But she forced to endure the fatigue, still smiling, to bring warmth and trust to customers, so that the love has been passed on.
After buying the food, the city gradually began to hustle and bustle, but my heart is only left with love.
This moment, the heart, close; love, deep.
My mood suddenly opened up, and I felt the sun above my head was warmer.
For you to praise the essay 5Everyone's growth process, can not do without the company of a role - the teacher.
The teacher is a ruler, a navigation, a source of knowledge. Looking back on those years, I would like to praise my teacher!
Ant teacher, teaching math. At first heard her last name. Maybe it will immediately remind people of that less than half a centimeter, called "ants" tiny creatures, will think she will be as weak as ants. That would be a big mistake! Ms. Ant is not only strong, but also a good teacher who teaches good books and educates good people.
For the subject of math, I wanted to be a headache, like a semiconductor hovering between the metal and the non-metal elements, and pass for me is simply a mirage. But Ms. Ant always encouraged me. When she helped me with the problems, whenever I quickly responded with my answer, she would always smile and say, "You have potential." This was the equivalent of a thirsty and helpless person in the desert seeing an oasis, and ignited my hope for math. So I passed my marks in record time. Teacher, I applaud you!
In class, occasionally a few bursts of tiredness, sometimes can not resist the call of the god of sleep, want to sneak away to play with the Lord of the Week, but she will always be in time to "dispel" my thoughts, and asked me to stand up and wake up. So that I will not be sleepy and like a trapped animal trapped in the cage of doubt and miss the opportunity to escape called "knowledge". Teachers, I praise you!
When I did not do well in the exam, she would call me to the front, ask me what the problem is, and look at me with bright eyes, with thick and silky hands holding my cheeks and say: "It's okay, come on! You can do it!" This kept me from becoming demoralized by agonizing over my grades. Teacher, I praise you!
Teacher, it is your skillful hands carved me this piece of diamond, it is you to me to spread the knowledge of heaven and earth, it is you for me to create a ladder to climb the dream. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty!
In the evening, the setting sun cascaded down sharply on the ground like gold satin, lighting up a part of the city and, at the same time, lighting up her.
She is a familiar female cleaner, about forty or fifty years old, wearing a big and dirty yellow vest, hair casually ò together, lined with healthy wheat-colored skin, brown freckles dotted between the vague wrinkles on the forehead. There was also a girlish pink bow that stood out in place of the bit of work cap.
She quietly repeats the action at hand - reaching into the pool of water with her tongs and feeling around, trying to fish out the white, unidentified object that looms there. Finally, as she brought the tongs up for the 17th time, the white unidentified object was fished out. Oh, it was just a small piece of chewing gum, was it worth fishing for so long? Out of curiosity, I went up to her and said, "Auntie, why are you wearing a pink bow?" She was stunned at first, and then looked a little embarrassed: "We have a low salary in this line of work, so I can't afford to buy pretty clothes. Besides, the work I do is dirty and tiring, so it's not appropriate to wear new clothes for work." Said, also pretended not to care about shrugged shoulders.
Listening to her confident voice, remembering her meticulous work, I can not help but respect.
The twilight is getting thicker, like a layer of gold to the earth. The evening sun also seems to form a big "praise" word. That's right, for her - "pink butterfly" praise!
I saw a woman striding from a short distance away, struggling to get here. Don't try so hard, the car is moving, I thought darkly. Instead, the car stopped. The driver waited until the woman was standing still and started the car. I looked up in surprise; it was a woman holding a child, her head hanging down as she fumbled for change, unsteady but clutching the child in her hands. As she struggled to reach me, I tugged at her, "Auntie, please sit down," and she smiled gratefully. She smiled gratefully. There was love between her eyes, her hand patting softly on the back of the baby in her arms, a mesmerizing note on her lips. I scrutinized: hair disheveled, face has been blown by the cold wind pale, under the eyes lying a few threads of blue, the whole person is very weak, but her eyes have never left the child. The clamor of the carriage did not disturb the infant's sleep.
A white face, red and very pleasant mouth spitting bubbles. The carriage shook again. She clutched her baby tightly, but she couldn't find her balance. The young man next to her immediately gave her a hand, and his movements were gentle. "Thank you guys. Thanks to the lad she turned her head again and smiled at me. The little baby smacked her lips. She immediately hung her head and hummed the faint tune. I knew there was a great mother in front of me. I knew the lad had a warmth that could not be wielded. The cold wind is pounding again, pedestrians are in a hurry, and I. Have seen the world's most beautiful, warmest love.
I stick out my thumb, for the mother, for the lad, but also for the driver, kudos!
For you to praise the essay 8
He, fat, with a big belly, I call it "big elastic ball", sometimes I'm bored, I will shoot this "big elastic ball", hear this, do you know who he is. I'm not sure if you know who he is, but I'm sure he is! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
Mom went home a few days ago to visit her grandparents, and now my father has become the "main general" of our family. Now, he will have to "suffer"! One day, I came back from school and saw my father in the kitchen cooking. Wow! Today's cooking smells so good, I'm sure I'll be drooling later. I smelled a burst of food, really want to eat a full meal! As the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. It seems that Dad is trying to make every dish more delicious! Dad, I give you credit! At night, when I was about to wash up and go to bed, Dad said, "Wait, look at how dirty the floor is, use the mop to mop it!" Ha! Dad's love of cleanliness has gone so far that not even a speck of dust escapes him. Dad, you're great! The next morning, I woke up in a daze, thinking: I don't think Dad knows what kind of clothes my brother wears! I scrambled to put on my own clothes and went to the closet to get clothes for my brother. I walked into my brother's room, yo! I walked into my brother's room, and there he was, wearing a cool outfit. It seems that my dad's level of coordination is not bad! I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it!
Look!
Look. "The main general is doing a good job, right?
Everyone is an energy field, just like the Earth is a huge magnetic field, it is elusive, but real, no matter the time, no matter the space, he will release positive energy particles. These particles attract or repel each other, forming a positive air current. The energy that warms you and me needs to be praised.
His name is He Zhuoyuan
He has a restaurant of his own, and is considered a successful man. Whenever an elderly person comes to eat at his restaurant, he can't bear to take their money. But that's just in his store, and it hasn't changed anywhere else or in any other way. So he started the "One Dollar Care Program". He enlisted caring businesses to provide one-dollar haircuts, one-dollar meals, one-dollar medicines, and one-dollar cab rides to people over 80 years old. He feels that he earns less money Nothing, because the old people's money was not much, life can not take care of themselves, he can not bear to see the old people unhappy look. In the "dollar care program" began, the economic less a large amount of money, but more than a large amount of heart happy and satisfied.
Chinese people from ancient times to honor the elderly, love the elderly, to "filial piety" at the head, "filial piety" is not to their own old man, but to every old man in the community. How many people have been touched by the "One Dollar Care Program" and how many people's hearts have been touched. And how many people's heart of justice has been awakened. I praise you, He Zhuoyuan.
Life is worth praising everywhere. Premier Wen wrote in "looking up at the stars": "I look up at the starry sky, he is so magnificent and glorious that eternal blaze, so that my heart lit up the flames of hope, ringing with spring thunder."
The virtue of respect for the elderly and love for the young, like a willow wind, a shower of apricot blossoms, so that the earth is full of vitality. Let's praise for this positive energy that infects our hearts.
You are a group of fearless "retrograde"! You are white, green, blue, red, colorful ...... In the face of the new coronary pneumonia epidemic outbreak you rushed to the "front line"!
I want to give you credit! However, I am also worried, perhaps you may ask: worried about what? I'm worried about your safety, I'm worried that the virus will eat away at your health, I'm worried that the lack of protective materials will lead to the spread of the virus, and I'm worried that I'll lose my favorite family members and friends in this unprotected "war."
Some people are panicking and losing their minds, and others are losing their minds. Some people began to panic, lost their heads, lost confidence ...... However, you "retrograde" in the smoke-filled "camp" in the fight for time with life in the bloody battle! You come from different cities, different industries, give up and family reunion, give up the easy vacation, give up the beautiful clothes, shaved into a bald head, cut off the long hair, wearing diapers, and even give up the precious life ... at all costs to help the patient, to defend the country!
You are the health care workers who are fighting with death! It is the reporter who reports the most timely "anti-epidemic" news! It is the uncle of the People's Liberation Army who defends the security! You are the community workers who distribute alcohol door-to-door! It's the porters who transport medical supplies! It's the courier who delivers fresh fruits and vegetables to your door!
Good news is also pouring in! There are cured patients discharged from the hospital, the source of the virus has been found, the intermediate host of the virus has been found, the transmission of the virus has been found, our scientists step by step towards the victory in the progress, it is good!
Life is never quiet, but there are people who are carrying the weight for you. I wish these "retrograde" safe return! The world is at peace with itself, and the world is at peace with itself!