Thanks for that one hand

The hands lifted me up when I fell; the hands always gave me strength when I failed; the hands kept taking care of me when I was sick; the hands... the hands have raised my year That is an ordinary and great hand.

The alarm clock sounded in the morning, and I refused to get up in bed. Suddenly I felt a pair of cold hands reaching into my bed and scratching under my arm. I forced a squid to sit up and the hands slid away.

After washing, I was ready to have breakfast. The hands were already busy, and I had a glass of water in one hand and soy milk in one hand. When I finished the water, I handed a loaf of bread or a hoe. I took the time to eat the rice, and the hands also took time to pack up the empty plates, and used the bags to put them up.

It’s time to go to school, and suddenly I found that the schoolbag and the bus card are in the bedroom, and I’m getting ready to pick it up. Looking up and slamming, the hands had already pulled them out. She helped me carry the bag, while I hanged the ride card, and then buckled the missing button, which opened the door with confidence.

After school, as soon as I walked out of the school, I saw that the familiar hands were lifted high in the air, posing and calling me. I immediately ran to the past, and the warm big hands immediately wrapped my little hands, and the warmth rose from the bottom of my heart. At this time, a car came, and the hands were so nervous that they suddenly pulled me to the side. I sensed the obviously accelerating pulse and whispered, "I am fine."

From the baby who had fallen to the ground, to the young girl who is now young, these hands have been with me for twelve years. That is the mother's hand, I will never admit the wrong hand! I want to thank the hands, it gives me the love that no one can replace!

Grade 6: Avian Influenza Source