This life is a lost opportunity, but it is full of flowers. When the flowers bloom and fade, it is a reunion. Relive the light feelings and find the love.

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I hate your struggle, and it turns into a wisp of dust and accumulates in my heart. It is also your faint love that makes me think and feel grateful.

I hate you, but I don't want to retaliate and hurt you with practical actions. Because my mother once told me that even if you are bad, you will still accept me, and after all, you can treat me well forever except your parents.

I always think that you stole my mother's painstaking efforts. Long-term savings of nectar and nectar, and you enjoy the delicious food alone.

Every July, in the rain and sunshine, I will go with my father with the mentality and idea that I must get along well with you and dissolve my hatred. However, contrary to expectations, I always can't bear the hatred in my heart. It tortures my heart like a needle, and then it has a sharp contradiction with you.

In the days when I was with you, you still gave me gurgling instruction; You helped me through when I was embarrassed; In those dull days, you took pains to remind me to do my summer homework and make good use of every moment in the morning.

July is a sunny day with clear skies, which is also my birthday. Although I did something that made you sad, you bought a fruitcake and cooked a table of my favorite dishes to celebrate my birthday.

You are always smiling. When I made a wish, I heard you say slowly and kindly, "Wenwen, happy birthday! I have grown up for another year, and I should be sensible. " After that, we blew out candles together and secretly looked at your kind smile. A warm current passed by, and I felt a heartfelt gratitude.

On autumn night, I remembered another thing that made me remember two years ago. That day, it was still a dark night, and a couple had a big fight and pulled the bed off. At that time, they were chasing and screaming with a knife in the corridor, and the noise was very scary.

Out of curiosity, I opened the door, stood at the door and looked out. Suddenly, you dragged me into the room, scared me to death, and panted, "It's too dangerous to stand outside. I heard their footsteps just now. What should I do if I hurt you?" Go to sleep. " Only then did you calm your heart, and the fear in your eyes finally dissipated.

You stroked my head and dragged me to the bed. "It'll be all right in a minute. The management will take care of it."

Just a little thing makes me feel a little warm, makes me smile with hatred and influence ...

The flowers have faded. After thinking about leaving you, I no longer hate you so much, but you make me feel grateful. Moreover, hate is meaningless, and the facts cannot be changed, which can only add sadness. The person who makes me feel grateful 2

The head teacher is serious but approachable; Unwilling to lag behind but not losing the gentleman's wind; A person whose words are humorous but meaningful! His unpredictable eyes flashed into my mind all the time, giving me encouragement, confidence and inspiring me to work hard. I am grateful to my teacher for his concern!

I remember that after the mid-term exam, I got that Chinese test paper with only 76 points. In an instant, I was disheartened. As a representative of Chinese class, my Chinese scores were not ideal every time. Is my own efforts not enough? Why every effort will be wasted ... Thinking about it, tears of injustice will run across my cheeks. After that, I will lose my mind for several days, and I will no longer be active in class and unscrupulous after class ... However, I thought no one would pay attention to these, but I was wrong. The class teacher paid attention to it. He heard that I was always out of shape recently, so he called me to the office and showed me his usual smiling face: "What's the matter? It's not like you to be so depressed recently, is it? Isn't it quite optimistic? " Enthusiastic words, knocking on my heart, reminded me of my worries, like the water that opened the floodgate poured out what I wanted to say to the teacher for a long time: "Teacher, I'm sorry, but I got points for class again. Why is it that every time even if I try hard at ordinary times, it's in vain ..." I couldn't go on talking in tears. The teacher stood up and patted me on the shoulder and took pains to help me analyze the shortcomings in my study, teaching me learning methods. "Son, you know? If you want to succeed, you must be able to afford failure! " The teacher's eyes are mixed with encouragement, support and firmness! Listening to the teacher's persuasive teachings, shame, regret and confidence poured into my heart at that moment, tears fell from the corner of my eyes ... My cowardice and frustration are sorry for the teacher's consistent support, encouragement and trust.

From then on, whenever I have a Chinese class, I always enjoy the special "treatment" given by my teacher ―― let me answer questions. Especially for my knowledge deficiency, it is very powerful. Besides, the teacher took time out of his busy schedule to help me revise my composition.

Teachers pay attention to everyone, but they pay attention in different ways. What I remember vividly is the head teacher's encouraging eyes, which tell me that as long as I have goals, beliefs, actions and persistence, nothing will be a problem.

once encouraged, trusted and respected, the trauma of the soul and the desert will lead to sunshine and oasis. The head teacher gave me great help when I was most vulnerable, letting me know that someone was watching me, someone was supporting me, and someone was watching my actions all the time! Teacher, I am grateful to you! People who make me feel grateful composition 3

Have you met someone in your life who you will always remember and appreciate for a long time?

I was very lucky to meet such a person ...

At that time, I was just promoted to the fourth grade and welcomed one new teacher after another, but I didn't feel nervous at all, because I was arrogant! I was among the best in my class from grade one to grade three, and I almost did all the activities. I was the most "proud" disciple of the head teacher, so the tail in my heart had already gone up to the sky, which is why it happened later ...

The long bell rang and scratched the hearts of my classmates. Everyone took out their textbooks and sat upright, and I quickly followed suit, but the action in my hand never stopped. At this time, a gray-haired old teacher came at first sight. He is our new math teacher, Miss Liu. Teacher Liu has a long teaching time, full of experience and rich and colorful classroom contents. As that callused hand waved white chalk and wrote jumping numbers on the blackboard, I couldn't help but be attracted. But the action in the hand still didn't stop, and the melon seeds were so fragrant! "Bang-"a melon seed has fallen into the "tiger's mouth". I looked up and looked around secretly. No one saw it, right? I felt a little smug when I saw this, and my hands kept speeding up. I felt a pair of eyes staring at me, but I thought to myself: No one saw it, no one saw it ... Suddenly, a figure covered the light in front of me and the light in my heart, and my face turned white. A stern voice came from overhead: "What a scandal it is to eat in class!" I bowed my head and was startled. I was so ashamed that I wanted to run away at once, but I pretended to be indifferent on my face. I was unconvinced and thought: You don't know my academic performance, and my … chaotic thoughts were intercepted by a more severe sentence that I will never forget: "You study first in your class, I know, but there are people outside!" It is short-sighted to be complacent for a little achievement! The road ahead is impossible in the long run! "

My eyes are blurred at once, but my heart is clear as never before ...

Now, when I say goodbye to primary school and sigh over the years, I often hear those aphorisms in my heart, remembering the sudden awakening of the absurd years. I think, this is what Mr. Liu gave me, and he also gave me the broken cocoon and heavy butterfly. I have to thank him well and be grateful for it forever! People who make me feel grateful write 4

setbacks, difficulties, disasters, problems; In life, there will be more or less headaches and troubles, but there will always be people who will help you tide over the difficulties and solve them, parents, friends and teachers, all of whom make us grateful.

Parents, because of them, I have come into being. Life has a half hour, parents will accompany us, from birth to school, and then to work, caring for us all the time, understanding us, solving problems for us, and overcoming difficulties.

when it comes to going to school, I always think of my grades. The quality of my grades determines my fate. Good grades mean better development in the future, while bad grades have a great influence on my future development. Since I entered junior high school, the fierce competition has actually become more and more intense. My grades have been unstable, one after another, up and down. I am very worried about this. My mother stopped my computer for my study, my mobile phone was confiscated, and I was not allowed to read a comic book. I banned many things that had nothing to do with my study. I discussed my study with me and often encouraged me. Every time I was disappointed, she helped me regain my confidence. Every time I was happy, she was with me. My parents are the people I am grateful for.

friends depend on their parents at home and friends when they go out. In a person's life, there are many friends, and real friends are rarely met. Students can be said to be the purest and most iron friends.

For more than two years in junior high school, the situation in the class has been excellent. Students have established a deep friendship through a series of activities such as studying, competing, competing and helping each other. With the increase of days, competitions, awards and friendship, the friendship has also increased. If you are in trouble, let's find a way to solve it together. * * * Together, the brothers are United, and their profits will be cut off. I believe that no difficulty can stop the power of friendship. A friend is someone for whom I am grateful.

teacher, a teacher is a sacred profession, but the task is difficult. Many teachers have devoted themselves silently and their youth to the students, but many teachers have been forgotten, and they do not regret it, because they have created the future for the motherland and are very satisfied.

Many students are annoyed with teachers, because they always think that teachers are biased against him, but in fact, every teacher is fair to every student and will not treat them differently because of who is good or bad. Teachers are also our friends, parents, teachers for one day and fathers for life. Teachers are also our other parents. Teacher, this friend knows us very well, knows everything about us, and is also the friend who can enlighten us and help us solve problems best. Teacher, I am grateful.

parents, friends and teachers are all people I am grateful for. People who make me feel grateful 5

Gratitude comes from the truest feelings in my heart. After 14 years of hard work, I was always encouraged by someone who made me feel grateful.

My father encouraged me to open my mouth.

When I was a child, I especially hated eating fish, not for other reasons, but because I was stuck eating fish when I was five years old. The young mind was frightened by this sharp thing. Father seldom goes into the kitchen. Only on holidays and important days can he taste the delicious food. What is rare is precious! My little mind was finally discovered by my father, and it was like grabbing a rope and trying to pull my thoughts out. I have to admit it. I thought he would laugh at me, but I was surprised that he paused and smiled and didn't speak. The next day, my father cooked the lunch himself, his hands danced back and forth, and he put on cooking clothes, which was somewhat like a chef. The dishes are all fish, steamed, fried and stewed.

Everything is busy. I sit and don't eat, but the smell is really charming, but I still don't eat. Father sat opposite: "I made it myself, nothing, just fish." Then he paused, looked at me, picked up his chopsticks and stuttered, and made a "zi zi" sound. I couldn't help it, so I picked a bite carefully, and then I ate it in chunks. My father laughed all the time on the opposite side, and then he carefully picked out the good meat on the fish and watched me eat it. Suddenly, I feel that there is a hint of mother in my father, and I can't tell the difference between the two. Only later, I understood a truth: don't be afraid to try because of fear. My father taught me, and I am very grateful to him.

My father encouraged me to spread my legs

Learning is a continuous process. A month before the junior high school, I was very scared. One night, there was no light in the sky, and it was full of haze. I sat at the bedside table, secretly looking at the score I just passed. Father came quietly, silently, for fear of breaking my weak heart. He touched my forehead and said to me, "People have unlimited potential. Make steady progress and feel forward." That night, so charming; That January, I only sprinted; That summer vacation, creating miracles. I made it. My father gave me a signpost, which made me dare to move forward. Father, I am very grateful to you.

My father also taught me a lot. I deeply know that my father wants me to be a good person. All my advantages shine because of you, and my life is wonderful because of you. I am very grateful to you, my beloved father.

my father is like a mountain, and I am a tree in the mountain. Thank you, father. Let me be grateful for the person's composition 6

The warmest place is the mother's arms.

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In my sleepy eyes, I saw your figure, your hard-working and vague figure. People who make me feel grateful, things that make me feel grateful.

I went home on Saturday and stood at the gate for a long time. The cold wind blew my hair tip, and the wind was mixed with a little chill. My hand had to zip my clothes and wait for my mother's arrival.

"here, here!" Someone called me in the distance, but I looked out without my mother. "where's mom?" I asked. He said, "Your mother is cooking at home!" In this way, I followed my uncle home alone without saying a word on the way.

when I got home, I flung open the car door and went straight to the door. My mother was watching TV with relish, not to mention how comfortable it was, but I had a pair of comfortable gloves on my hands.

Mom usually doesn't wear gloves. What happened today?

after dinner, my mother and I cleaned together, but my mother didn't know when to replace the cotton gloves with rubber gloves specially used for washing, which ignited my curiosity again. I must have a look.

my mind is full of fantasies about this, and my mother loves gloves very much? Afraid of cold? Hurt? ..... A few hours passed unconsciously.

Suddenly, someone pushed the door open, and I quickly closed my eyes. My mother saw that I was asleep, covered me with a quilt, carefully closed the door and walked back to my room.

How can I fall asleep for such an important event? I put on my shoes and ran to my mother's room. There was a crack in the door. My mother's shadow was reflected on the opposite wall. My mother carefully took off her gloves, rubbed medicine on them and made a painful sound. I rushed in in a hurry.

when my mother saw me, she quickly put her hand behind her back. I asked her what was wrong. She said that it was scalded. I carefully applied medicine to my mother. When I looked up, there was a glimmer of light in my mother's eyes.

The yellowish light lit up the whole room. My love with my mother made the whole winter warm. My mother held me like a child and drove away the chill of winter.

everything my mother did for me, everything my mother made me grateful, you made me grateful and you made me proud.