Thanksgiving season

Dear God of the Four Seasons:

Hello! I want to thank you for your tireless teachings, and I want to thank you for your imperceptible words and deeds. You are always hidden in the depths of nature and hidden in the hearts of the people. You always extend your invisible hands to give the earth unlimited warmth and all kinds of favors. Here, I sincerely say thank you!

Spring, in the second and third months of the world, you spread hope to the earth and inspire us. It is you who summon the geese and share the hope with the people; "Tianjie Xiaoyu Run as Crisp" is the gentle rain that nourishes the earth; you squeeze the spring bamboo shoots, green the hillside, wake up Earth on earth. "Good rain knows the season" I know that the song of hope that you are listening to is directed by the raindrops. Thank you for your songs, and work hard; thank you for your call and share your spring. You always blow the horn of the endeavor, let the buds grow hard, let the flowers bloom, and let the people full of hope, creating a harmonious atmosphere for all things. "Spring breeze like scissors" is that you cut the willow leaves, and the spring breeze that you have turned into a slap in the face touches the earth and cheers us up.

Summer, the turn of the Spring and Autumn, you give us enthusiasm, you tell the sun to smile, let her red to shine on the earth. You teach us that work and study need enthusiasm, see, the tree is sent to the shade with enthusiasm, and I know that I have learned to treat life with enthusiasm. Your warm light is shining toward the darkness, leading us to the light. "The sky is full of lotus leaves, and the lotus flowers are different red." Under your warmth, the lotus flowers stand out to tell us that we must be righteous and different. You use the wind to blow our tiredness and make people feel refreshed. Anyway, no matter where you are, in what way, for your sake, with people working and studying.

Autumn, the harvest season. You write passion with Red Maple and express your meaning with fruit. You tell us: one bit of work, one point of harvest, and more to pay more. The wind is falling, you play the chapter of life. You ask us to continue to work hard, don't give up, insist on winning.

In winter, the words are engraved on the hexagonal snowflake, and you can trace the earth covered in silver. "Bao Jianfeng from the grinding out, plum blossoms come from bitter cold." Look, plum blossoms stand proud, blooming, you let us deeply understand the fragrance is not easy. You give us the conviction of plum blossom, the perseverance to overcome difficulties, even if it is standing in the cold!

Thank you for your unselfish dedication, thank you for your tireless teaching. God of the Four Seasons, we thank you, you confess the rules of success to us and teach us how to work and study. Although I can't praise you with the most gorgeous words, I will study hard, I will always remember you, remember your words, and cherish your efforts. Thanksgiving season!

wish:

Forever in the world, youth is infinite

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