a letter to parents

Dear Mom and Dad:

Greetings!

Time flies, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle. In the twinkling of an eye, I am already a sixth grade primary school student. In my growth, how much have you paid for me, how much effort you have put, and it is you who make me happy in the shower of love. Growth, when I am angry, you are trying to make me happy; when I am depressed, you encourage me and restore my confidence; when I am sick, you are always tired. take care of me. It can be said that more than half of my happiness and health are given by you.

I still remember once, it was a stormy night, I was still small, the old quilt, fell asleep, and accidentally stretched out my feet. This stretched out and stretched out a serious illness. At the beginning, I I started a high fever, I was dizzy, and I was uncomfortable. Then I wowed up. "When you heard my cry, even if you didn't have time to wear clothes, you quickly ran over and saw me, scared." A jump, I saw my face pale, no blood, my lips turned from red to deep purple, touch my forehead, ah! It’s hot, you wrap me up tightly, hold me with an umbrella and go to the hospital. I don’t dare to delay it. When I get to the hospital, you are busy, I will register for a while, and I will line up until I took a little bit of medicine and you were willing to rest for a while. I thought it would be good. Who knows, it’s not good, I started to lose my diarrhea. At the time, I had no strength, you were in a hurry. I was so anxious to cry, I couldn’t get an umbrella, and I was rushing to the Children’s Hospital with my wind and rain. On the way to the hospital, Dad, you fell down again, all the blood on your knees, and the pants were red. But Dad, you endured a burst of pain on your knees, and still went to the hospital with your mother until I hit the needle, you found that the wound on your knees had not been applied. When the doctor cut the pants, your The knee is already inflamed, and there are still scars. In the days when I was hospitalized, you took care of me in the evening, and your eyes were red and there was a pair of "panda eyes." When I was discharged, you were overworked and sick.

Nowadays, I am grown up, I am sensible, but as you go through the years, a trace of silver hair emerges from your head, and a wrinkle creeps out of your face. Although the years have brought you beautiful The appearance has been taken away, but my love for you will never change, Mom and Dad, I love you!

I wish you good health and work well.

December 11, 2019

Yan Wenting

Nanchang Hongdu Guoxiao sixth grade tenth grade sixth grade: Yan Wenting