Part 1: The Person I'm Most Grateful For
Like a loving answering machine, she often accompanies me, repeating the same words over and over again every day: "Eat your dinner! She was like a loving answering machine, repeating the same words every day: "Eat, do your homework! At night, she would help me play some good and interesting story CDs, so that I could leave my worries behind and enter a sweet dreamland. She is the person I am most grateful to - my mom.
In my mind, my mother is a smart and will do the work of the "housekeeper", hard-working, never say a bitter, my homework, she always forgets to help me check; my works of art, she carefully guide me to finish. Without her, I can't get the painting competition award; without her to supervise homework, exams more talk about good grades. All my honors are dependent on the help of my mother to get, she is really too important to me!
I remember once and my brother with the bath, because too playful, the brother splashed wow cry, then I do not listen to advice, so that my mother was angry, on the spot slapped me, she scolded scolded to their own non-stop shivering, I looked at the heart of the heart is so sad, because it is not good, so that my mother is so angry. Come to think of it, every time I am not good, my mom will accuse me, and sometimes will treat me to "bamboo shoots fried shredded pork"; when I am doing great, her mouth is like eating honey, praising me all the time, so that I reveal a satisfied smile. Since I was a child, she has taught me to be broad-minded in my behavior, and she has also taught me to be a dunpin mechanic. My mother always tells me, "Only when you work hard will you reap the rewards." She wanted me to cherish my time, study hard and become a useful person when I grow up.
If there is no Edison, may not have invented the electric light; if there is no Bell, may not have invented the telephone; if there is no mom carefully care, may not have lovely, lively, smart me. When I need help, my mom extends her warm hands so that I won't lose my way and I will have more confidence to go forward. From now on I will listen to her and be a sweet and good boy.
Part II: The person I am most grateful to
"The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wandering son. I am afraid that I will be late to return. Who says an inch of grass heart, repay the three spring sunshine." After reading Meng Jiao's song "The Song of the Traveling Child", my mood for a long time is difficult to calm down, my thoughts seem to return to last winter.
I remember last year near the winter vacation exams before the week of the day, I suddenly had a low fever, the body randomly raised a few red bumps, the doctor thought I was a common cold, with a little cold medicine. But the next day, my condition not only did not improve, but aggravated, the body of the red pimples become more, some become "blisters", and continued low fever. It was only then that my mother came to a realization and said, "No, it's not chicken pox, is it?" As soon as my mother said that, the whole family realized. "Go to the hospital as soon as possible!" Mother said. In the city hospital after diagnosis is indeed chickenpox. Because chickenpox is contagious, need to be hospitalized, and the diet should pay extra attention to, most avoid eating meat, which is suffering me as a "meat" animal. Chickenpox to the third and fourth days can be said to be all over the body, full coverage, body itchy, and can not scratch, plus do not want to eat something, the mood can be imagined, and often lose their temper, my mother also accompanied me not to eat, secretly shed tears on the sidelines. On the fifth day when part of the chicken pox began to slowly dry up, my mother said ruthlessly, "Let's go back and stay one night, the conditions here are not good." But that night was one I will never forget. 11 o'clock, I had a high fever, my temperature was close to 40 degrees. The whole family panicked, I do not know where my mother's strength, she used her thin body to carry me down from the stairs, sat in the car that my father had started, and returned to the hospital. Later, I heard my family say, my mother did not close her eyes for a night and finally after the hospital treatment, the family's careful care, I was discharged from the hospital, the body and face did not leave scars, my mother smiled, and until now, she still observes it from time to time.
This year, on my tenth birthday, I received a special gift, a letter from my mother to me. It was also the first time that I learned about myself from the letter and the effort my mother had expended in educating me to grow up healthily.
My mother has taught me a lot during my growing up, which has benefited me a lot.
When I was six months old, my mother took great pains to teach me how to read, and pictures of Chinese characters covered the walls of my house. Finally, when I was still learning to walk in the walker, I was able to find the word my mother "ordered" me to look for among the many Chinese characters. What joy this first success brought to my family. My mother smiled so sweetly in relief.
When I first learned to walk, I could already read simple books on my own, and my mom thought of a lot of ways to make me develop a good habit of reading. First of all, the interest guide, she found that I like to read comic books, so every issue of "Comic Party" to buy me. Secondly, she read with me and guided me to read. Gradually, I read more, from comic books to story books, from story books to science and technology books, from science and technology books to literary works ...... mother took me into the magical temple of literature, where I draw nourishment and enjoy the beauty of words.
I remember the math test, I only got a "B". When I greeted my mother's anger with apprehension, my mother looked at the paper and took me in her arms, she did not criticize me harshly, not to mention anger, but first gave me an explanation of the wrong questions, and helped me analyze the reasons for the wrong questions, and encouraged me to continue to work hard. My mother's encouraging gaze made me understand a truth: "Smart is just a pretty sugar paper, the real sugar is the diligence inside."
In my mother's tolerance, trust. Encouragement in the eyes of my healthy, happy, cheerful growth ...... mother is the person I am most grateful to, because before I was born to avoid the world, she eagerly waited for me; I grew up on the road she cared for me with all her heart; I am happy and happy, she only has a sweet smile; I am frustrated and sad, she warmly embraced me! ...... this kind of love, seeped into seeped out of my every pore, I want to say: "Mom, when you are old, I will take care of you like you take care of me!"
Part III: Let me be most grateful to the people
In my growing up, poured a lot of people's care and help, let me be grateful to a lot of people, but let me be most grateful to the people is our teacher Li.
Ms. Li is our homeroom teacher, took over our class from the second grade, since Ms. Li came, my language level has improved, Ms. Li often go to the field to give lectures, but also won a lot of awards, knowledge is very broad, is a role model in my mind.
Ms. Li is tall, with a red mouth and a kind face. My favorite thing about Ms. Li is that she wears a dress and walks like a fluttering butterfly.
Ms. Li made me understand that students should help each other. Once, a student in the class vomited due to discomfort, all the students in the vicinity of not only indifferent, some even covered their noses with their hands, hiding far away, while Ms. Li a moment to give him water, a moment to call the parents, a moment to take a chair to let him sit down, but also concerned about asking him to get better? Ms. Li was so busy that she didn't care if he was dirty or smelly, and when his parents came, she hurriedly introduced the situation to them, and after they picked him up, Ms. Li started to give us lessons without stopping. Through Mr. Li's behavior, I know that students should help each other, unity and love, because we are a large collective, the need for unity and love of the power to screw together, to move forward.
Mr. Li also taught us to behave. For example, if someone fights, the teacher will say "a slap can not be", indicating that both have a reason, can not just see other people's mistakes. If someone runs into someone, the teacher will say, "Class time is for resting, even if you are short of time, you can't run." If someone cursed, the teacher would say, "Control your feet, control your mouth, don't hit, don't curse, that's what makes you a good student." Mr. Li also imparted knowledge to us, every time I encountered a problem, I would ask the teacher, and the teacher took great pains to explain to me until I understood, to make sure that the next time I will not be wrong, Mr. Li's education to me so that I benefit for life.
Ms. Li treats the work conscientiously, very serious, responsible, and sometimes continuously stand for several hours without a break, the bell rings, back to the office just sat down without a drink of water to moisturize the throat it, the class bell rings again, there is no way, had to drag the tired body to class. After school, the teacher was busy correcting our homework, eyes a moment not to relax, see the ground some dirty broom, silent cleaning, in order to let us have a clean and tidy classroom, but we do not think, as usual, throwing garbage everywhere, I often think, this is a teacher with labor in exchange for, how can you so do not cherish it?
From Mr. Li, I really know that learning is not the end of the world. Every time something to go to the office, you can see Mr. Li in the heart of learning, buried in writing, the pen in the hands of a moment, the brain in the constant thinking. Because of Ms. Li's hard work, in exchange for the achievements of our class by leaps and bounds, you know, our class from the beginning of the "counting" to the current "top", which contains a lot of Mr. Li's efforts ah! It is really "three minutes on the stage, ten years of work under the stage" ah!
Mr. Li, if you are the land, then I am the tree; if you are the sea, then I am the stream; if you are the sky, then I am the white clouds.