From birth to growth, there is one person who helps himself the most, gives the most love and has the best intentions, and that is our beloved mother. The birth of every child is a painful test and challenge for many mothers. The growth of every child is a difficult beginning of a mother's life.
Everyone's mother has her own way of loving her children, including strict love, encouraging love, cordial love, obvious love and hidden love ... My mother's love for me is unknown love, which is reflected in small things.
I remember it was another summer day. The wind seemed to be scared away by the sun, and even the clouds disappeared without a trace. I came home from my teacher's house. My mother didn't pick me up by bike as usual, so we had to walk to the station and go home by bus. The station is far from here, so we have to walk some distance to get to it. On the way, I felt sweat running down my hair, flowing over my face, DC flowing to the ground, and my lips were very dry. It seems that not only I am hot, but also the willows on the roadside are drooping their heads and chirping "cicada-cicada" in the trees. Suddenly, a chill came over my face. It turned out to be a cold drink shop. "Mom, I want to buy an ice cream." I looked at the soda fountain and couldn't help saying. "Then buy one." Mom agreed, and I bought an ice cream that was still cold. "Mom, aren't you going to buy one?" I asked my mother, and she said it was too cold and my stomach was upset. I insist that my mother take a bite. It's cold, but she just won't eat it. A few times, the thigh can't beat the arm. Finally, at my insistence, my mother only took a sip. The food she eats is sweet and fragrant. Looking at my mother, I feel my eyes are a little blurred and I want to cry. Come to think of it, since I started learning piano, my mother has been frugal every day and never spent a penny more. For my future, my mother has paid too much. I won't let my tears flow, for fear that my mother will find that I can't eat the ice cream in my mother's hand.
It's still hot, but I'm not hot at all, not because of the coolness brought by ice cream, but because of my mother's love.
Mother is a sacred role. I think my mother is like an angel sent by heaven to protect me. She raised me with love, educated me with her heart, and pinned all her good hopes on me. And I, how can I repay my mother? Money, status, rights, studies … are all material satisfaction, which can never repay my mother's love for me. A little respect and filial piety is not enough.
"But how much love an inch of grass has, and I got three spring rays."
As soon as we were born, the umbilical cord connecting us with our mother was cut off, but our spiritual blood relationship with our mother was hard to cut off for life.
Like most mothers, my mother is an ordinary person. However, she is great in my mind.
My mother not only gave me spiritual support, but also gave me substantive support, so that I could learn knowledge better.
That morning, after school, the teacher left us a notice that students who wanted to take part in math training should sign up for the intelligence training class of Little Champion, and the tuition fee was 250 yuan. Oh, my God, it's money again! Since the beginning of school, I have spent a lot of money and bought complete solutions and review materials ... A few days later, I took hundreds from home. Now, I ask my mother for money again. Hey ... Are you coming? When I got home, my mother asked me why I came back so late, so I had to tell the truth. Unexpectedly, my mother immediately agreed, saying, "Go, you must go, as long as you can improve your math scores, no matter how much it costs." Ok, mom will go to the bank to withdraw money this afternoon, and you can take it to register tomorrow. "Hearing this, my eyes filled with tears!
There's one more thing I remember. Once the weather turned cold, all the students in the class bought the most popular sneakers just released this year. I want them too. So I went home and told my mother. Unexpectedly, my mother said angrily, "your shoes have just been bought, and they are not broken." How can you buy it again? You know how to be popular. You go to school to study, not to keep up with the competition. The money for these shoes is not mom's. But the money is not worth spending. After hearing this, I was too ashamed to buy new shoes. Unexpectedly, two days later, when I came home from school, I saw the most popular sneakers this year on the bedroom floor, and there was a note that said, "Daughter, after your mother educated you that day, you can correct your mistakes in time. Very good. This pair of shoes was awarded to you by your mother. After reading it, I was too excited to speak.
Yes! Where to find such a good mother! What I get from her is not only the comfort of love, but also the truth of being a man and the attitude of living.
Yes! Motherly love is really the most selfless feeling. It falls on our hearts like 20 showers in spring. Although silent, it moistens a seedling of life.
Thank you, teacher.
Teacher, thank you for illuminating the journey of my life with your own light of life. I am full of gratitude to you.
No one deserves such deep gratitude than you. This day alone is far from enough to express my gratitude to you.
Dear teacher, you are like a drizzle in spring, nourishing our hearts. Your love and care will inspire us to experience difficulties and hardships.
Teacher: Every ray of sunshine is my blessing to you, every star is my eyes to see you, and every rain makes me miss you deeply.
Maybe I'm not your favorite student, but you are the one I will thank for my whole life. You taught me how to grow up!
I will never forget my teacher's encouragement, so that students can engage in brilliant career in the sunshine! I wish you good health, how wonderful the motherland is!
I wish you a happy Teacher's Day, always young, and wish you a sunny smile forever!
Flowers, applause and congratulations expressed the students' wishes: Teacher, you have worked hard! Students wish you: "September 10th" every day, always happy!
Perhaps, you are not the best, but in my heart you are the best! Happy holidays, teacher!
Teacher, you are the designer of the grand blueprint of the motherland and are engaged in the most glorious cause. It's a candle without tears. It's spring silkworms that spin silk for themselves!
Ordinary life, hard life, silent dedication of knowledge, you are the messenger of civilization, you are a hard gardener, thank you sincerely, I wish you health and happiness!
I will never forget the influence and education my teacher gave me. Thank you, dear teacher.
Teacher, maybe today, you won't think of me, but I will think of you! Wish you a happy holiday and good health!
You were so strict when the teacher was at school that I had to avoid you. After graduation, you will never care about me again, so I want to repay you.
The teacher will always remember the kindness of the teacher for a long time-I wish you happiness forever!
Thank you, teacher
I want to thank my mother, because she has gone through hardships to bring me into this world; I want to thank my father, because he is a veritable "god of humor" and has brought me countless joys; I want to thank my classmates, because they have brought me great help; I want to ... but I want to thank Mr. Wen, the Chinese teacher who once taught me in grade five. I can never count on the teacher's care and help. ...
I remember that I was just in the fifth grade and was still a timid girl. I can't talk happily with my classmates like others. Until I met Mr. Wen, my blood boiled like the waves of the sea. Maybe the teacher's face is amiable, or maybe the teacher's lectures are lively. I suddenly want to raise my hand and speak freely. Desire knocked down fear, and I spoke vividly and concretely, winning applause from my classmates. After the teacher told me to sit down, he kindly asked me, "What's your name?" My face turned red at once, but my heart flew to the sky happily: because the teacher asked my name, it showed that I had a good impression! Finally, I think: since you are a teacher, you should treat it as a family! So I said loudly, "Rui Yan!"
In the exercise book, the first comment that the teacher gave me was: Yan Yi, your foundation is very solid, and the teacher remembers it! I think: teacher, I love you! My father also kindly called me: "Yan Yi!" Now, when you call me that, I suddenly feel a warm current coming towards me. ...
However, the teacher also criticized me. Because my handwriting has regressed, the teacher asked me, "Am I not good at teaching?" I quickly shook my head and said, "No, it's not! I can hear everything you say! " "That's your problem!" The teacher frowned at once and said. I am speechless. "Be serious and concentrate!" The teacher said. I said, "Oh!" After leaving the office, I really want to cry, because as a good student, I shouldn't be called to the office by the teacher to criticize. However, I think: I always just care. Isn't it good for me to say a few words to me? Why should I cry! I should be happy! At this time, the tears seemed to recede, and I returned to the classroom happily.
After the final exam, I was surprised to find that my Chinese got 96.5 points! Seeing this high score, I am 100% satisfied with myself! But the teacher said, "Do you want to hit you four times? That's why you got such a low score!" "I'm a monk and I'm confused. When I got home, I told my father about it, and my father said, "Yes! It was right to hit you. Why are you content with the status quo? If you are never satisfied, only in this way can you climb higher! " It suddenly dawned on me that the teacher was really well-intentioned!
Ah! Teacher, your love is like water, plain as water, and indispensable! Do you know that?/You know what? How I want to gently take off a piece of sky, but it is so far away, how can it be better than yours; I want to gently tear off a cloud, but how can the cloud compare with your purity; I want to pick a flower gently, but how can it compare with the colorful life you decorated for me? Finally, I want to say: "Thank you, Teacher Wen!" .
Thank you, teacher
Speaking of the word "thank you teacher", I think of the song "Whenever I walk past the teacher's window". "The stars twinkle quietly in the middle of the night, and the teacher's room is lit all night. Every time I walk past your window, bright lights shine on my heart. Ah, every time I think of you, dear good teacher, a warm current stirs in my heart ... "
Without sunshine, there would be no growth of everything; Without rain and dew, there is no fragrance of flowers; Without parents, there is no life; But without the teacher's teaching, there will be no progress and growth, so I want to thank my teachers.
Teacher, I thank you! You burned yourself silently with a candle, and pointed out the direction for us in the vast ocean of knowledge. Thank you, teacher. You are like a grass, unpretentious and silently dedicated. Thank you, teacher. You are like the sun, making every seed sprout its own life. Thank you, teacher. You are like the earth, which makes every hope bear rich fruits. Teacher, I thank you! You are like a mulberry tree. Silent dedication, if there is no mulberry character, where will there be the spirit of spring silkworm? Teacher, I thank you! You are like a diligent gardener, carefully cultivating the flowers of the motherland and making them thrive. Teacher, I thank you. You are like a golden key, leading us into the treasure house of knowledge. Teacher, I thank you. You are like a spring rain, spreading bits and pieces of knowledge in our hearts. Teacher, I thank you. You are like a street lamp, shining on us. Teacher, I thank you. You are like a boatman, pulling us across the rapids. Teacher, I thank you. Your gentle language, like a fire, like a drizzle, permeates my heart and moistens my soul. Teacher, I thank you. You are like the sea. We are a small fish. She massaged us with small waves and let us grow up in this ocean of knowledge.
The teacher is you, who has turned us from an ignorant child into an all-round student. How much effort and sweat the teacher has paid here! Without you, we wouldn't have made progress. Teacher, you have given us knowledge, strength and courage to overcome, and let us go forward bravely. Teacher, we will always thank you.
Teacher, I thank you! Thank you for your hard work, your selflessness and everything you have done for us.
Thank you, teacher
Writing down this topic, I think it is both common and popular. However, I am very excited at the thought of the teacher's usual care for me. It is said that teachers are like gardeners, because teachers are trying to cultivate the future pillars of the motherland. It is said that teachers are like bees, working all day long, collecting nectar and nourishing the pillars of the motherland. In our long life, teachers are like crutches. From babbling to babbling, we began to accept the care of teachers. In a word, teachers can't help us on the road of our growth. Teachers, like my second parents, care about us all the time in obscurity, giving us light and heat. When we are in trouble, the teacher will help us; When we encounter setbacks, it is the teacher who will comfort us and encourage us; It is really difficult for us to repay the selfless dedication of our teachers. But the requirements for teachers are not high. As long as we study hard and grow up, they will be satisfied.
Teacher, I want to say to you: you burn yourself silently like a candle and point out the direction for us in the vast sea of learning. You turned us from an ignorant child into an all-round student. How much effort and sweat the teacher has paid here! Teacher, you gave us knowledge, strength and courage to overcome. Teacher, you are like the sea. We are a small fish. You massage us with small waves and let us grow up in this ocean of knowledge.
As the saying goes: "One day as a teacher, life as a father." The teacher will always be respected and loved by us. Here I say from the bottom of my heart, "Thank you, teacher."
Thank you, teacher
Your eyes are my eternal concern. Even if I walk through thousands of waters in Qian Shan, I can't walk out of your kind eyes. Your call is my eternal warmth. No matter the rain or shine, you always light the lamp in my heart. Your back is my eternal attachment, and your strength draws us forward bravely.
Every time in class, your eyes are always fixed on our classmates, for fear that we will not attend class. After school, you are always the last to leave the classroom; Whether it's windy, rainy or sunny, you always ride your old bike back and forth on your way home from school; However, you arrived at school and classroom earlier than us. You've done a hundred things for us, whether at school or at home. You're afraid that we won't listen, make trouble and go to the video game room and Internet cafe after school. You are like our grandfather. Whenever your classmates make mistakes, you always educate them patiently and never hand them over to the Political and Educational Affairs Office.
Every night before self-study, whether it is your class or not, you will always come to the classroom to watch us study. Sometimes you look at us not far from the classroom. Although I can't see you, I feel that you are beside us. Before going to bed every night, you always forget to urge us to sleep in the dormitory. After we fall asleep, you also check the sleeping discipline in our dormitory from time to time. When you leave the dormitory, I see that your back is always in such a hurry, and you still have a lot of things to do. Teacher, you work hard for us every day, but you don't leave yourself a little space and time. ...
Teacher, you are like a street lamp, shining on us. Teacher, you are like a boatman, pulling us across the rapids. Teacher, we miss you and thank you more sincerely!
Thank you, Mom.
"The thread in the hand of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward children", yes, all mothers in the world are worried about their children. ...
I would like to ask all the mothers in the world, which one is not good for their children? No, not one. Those who treat their children badly are the most ignorant mothers in the world. Without a mother, how could there be us? How can we have a happy life now without our mother? Mom, everything she does is for my own good. How much she paid for me, how much she suffered and how much she sweated.
My mother, just an ordinary waiter, is only a few hundred dollars a month. When I was a child, I read only to junior high school, and my cultural level was not high. But that time, I was deeply impressed and deeply moved.
I remember that I was only in the fourth grade, and occasionally I took a fancy to a set of "100,000 Why", which cost thousands of dollars. At that time, my mother was very pleased but proud of my love for reading machines. After two months, my mother scrimped and saved and finally bought that set of books. I read six books at once, and later learned from my father that this set of books was bought by my mother after two months of hard work.
Also, one night in my sixth grade, my mother was doing housework at home and my father was on a business trip. I'm thinking about a math problem, but I can't think of it. I finally couldn't figure it out and went to bed ... I woke up in the morning and found that my mother had cleaned my room. She came to me with a piece of paper full of formulas. She pulled me up and explained the topic to me carefully. In her bloodshot eyes and haggard face, it can be seen that mother didn't sleep all night!
Mom, you are amazing. You gave me life, educated me and made me live a happy life. Thank you, mom and daughter!