That day, I cried.

Opening the small window of memory, I remembered the day of the last semester, and remembered the touching scene...

On that day, our school invited a professor from a foreign country to give us a vivid Thanksgiving education class. He vividly talked a lot about gratitude on the stage, so that the students were deeply touched. Later, he asked the classmates to come to the stage to tell the words of the heart that had been buried in the heart for a long time. I thought that no one would go up, but the result made me unexpected. The students have all gone to the stage. They wanted a torrent, solemn and unstoppable, and embarked on the stage. Almost every student’s eyes are wet. They have a heart-to-heart dialogue with their parents on the stage, acknowledging their faults and expressing their determination to repay their parents in the future...

Maybe it was infected by this atmosphere. My heart was slightly shocked. I only felt that there was a flood. I came from the bottom of my heart and rushed out of my eyes. I cried. But I didn't wipe the tears away, let it wet my face and wake me up with a grateful heart.

Yes! How can I not know how to be grateful? From my fall to the adult, what kind of credit is not the parents! Dad, Mom, it’s you, I’ve been with me for a lot of spring, summer, autumn and winter. It’s you, accompany me through the road, the second setback. It is you, accompanying me to go astray and go to the light. When I was wronged, it was you, left the work in my hands, ran to me to comfort me and persuade me. When my homework was not finished, but I was already tired and urged to go to sleep, it was you, accompanied me to finish my homework, knowing that the night was quiet. In fact, you are more tired than me! When I fell ill, it was you who kept me at my bed and cared for me, poured water on me, and sent me delicious food. Who is when the weather suddenly gets cold? I sent clothes and gloves to me in a thousand miles?

Dad, Mom, how great is your love for me! Such as Ganlin, like rain, nourishing me. It is like the sun, eternal and warm; it is like spring rain, gentle and delicate. It will penetrate the layers of the barrier, spilling into every place where I have it, each with my days; it will embrace my crying, my laughter; it will prop up an umbrella for me, paving the way, Fill in all the rough.

Dad, Mom, how unselfish you are to give me love! But I don't know how to be grateful. Please forgive my childhood ignorance! From then on, I will definitely study hard, learn to be grateful, and repay you!

The grace of dripping will surely report to the spring. But what you gave me is the whole ocean!

what! Who is arrogant, and reported three Chunhui?

Fuyang No. 4 Middle School: Li Wei