thanksgiving

The fallen leaves hovered in the air, and they wrote a grateful piece of music, which is the gratefulness of the big tree to nourish its land; the white clouds floated in the blue sky, painting the moving picture, which is the blue sky that the white clouds nurture it. Thanksgiving. Because thanksgiving will have this colorful society, because thanksgiving will have a sincere friendship. Because thanksgiving makes us understand the true meaning of life.

Whether in the cold winter or in the hot summer, I always feel the deep love of my parents. I remember that it was in a heavy rain or afternoon, and Dad would take me to class. Because I was too eager to go out and only took an umbrella, the rain on the road grew bigger and bigger, and the eyes were white, and I could hardly see the people around me. At this time, Dad handed the umbrella to me. I said, "Dad, then you..." Dad covered his head with a bag. The rain was very big, and my father was all drenched. Rain rained down from the trousers. "Dad, don't do this, you will catch a cold!" He pushed the umbrella to his father, but the umbrella did not have enough space to accommodate two people. My father and I have water on our clothes, and Dad sees the rain drenching my shoulders. Very anxious to say: "You have to hurry up, or else you should catch a cold, Dad is fine." Although Dad said nothing, but I saw that he has begun to runny nose. In order not to let my father worry about me, I can't bear to hit the umbrella on my side. Although it was cold and cold, I felt a warm current that changed my whole body. A DC has reached my heart. In the depths of the soul, the moved flowers are open.

I will never forget my parents' love for me, my care and concern. What can I do for them? I often ask myself this way. Even if they hang their shoulders, wash dishes, sing a song to them, go shopping with them, take a walk, I will feel the comfort.

With a grateful heart, look at the society, look at the parents, look at friends and relatives, you will find how happy you are, let go of your mind, let the drizzle wash your mind's pollution. Learn to be grateful, because it will make the world a better place and make life more fulfilling.

Huizhongli Guoxiao sixth grade: Kong Xiangpeng