thank

Thanks to my mother for giving me life, thank my dad for teaching me knowledge, thanking my friends for spending my golden childhood with me... I would also like to thank my teacher, Mr. Xu.

It was a language class in the third grade, and Teacher Xu was taking pictures on the ground. But I thought that the next section is a physical education class. I can't help myself. I looked out the window, and it seemed as if I was playing with my little friends.

"Zhou Shizhen." The voice of Xu’s name was sent to my ear. "Can you tell me what I was talking about?" "I--I-I" I groaned, scratched my head, and answered nothing. Come up. Just then, the class bell rang, and Xu asked me to go to the office with her. On the way to the office, I was downcast and I was ready to be prepared for "挨骂".

"Report!" I walked into her office, and suddenly I felt the air and time solidified. I waited for the teacher's criticism. I didn't expect her to educate me with awkwardness: "Zhou Shizhen, I know that the next section is a physical education class, but I have to study hard when I study! You don't study well, how can you afford yourself? How can you be worthy of your father and mother, how can you be worthy of the future of the motherland?" I heard this, I shyly bowed my head.

Since then, I have listened carefully to class and carefully reviewed after class. The results have improved a lot.

Teacher Xu, thank you. You opened my door to success and gave me a good start and protected my dignity.

I have a grateful heart, thank you parents, thank you, thank you!

Jiaotong University Second Middle School: Zhou Shizhen