Learning to be grateful is the way to be human. With a grateful heart, your life will be more exciting.
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The greatest in the world is the one who gives life to himself, and that is the mother. Since the time of falling to the ground, God has quietly told you – children, learn to be grateful! Indeed, in October, pregnant, waiting to be fed, in the hardships of the children, how many people can really savour? Lying in the mother’s arms, what I enjoy is a maternal love, a happiness… Mothers are trying to take care of everything for their children. As long as they are injured, the ear will always sound like a spring breeze. Concern and comfort, as long as I can see the smiling faces of my children every day, my mother will be tired again, but in her face, she always depicts satisfaction.
The mothers of the world are all the same. Maybe everything that she has done on weekdays, you don’t pay much attention to it. But now, savoring, I always feel that the bits and pieces in my life are just like the sweet dewdrops. I remember that this year, I just went public. Every night, when I was doing my homework, my mother always quietly went to the coffee table to take a few cockroaches, peeled the skin bit by bit, and cut it into small pieces. In order not to delay my study, she personally gave me. In the wings of my mother, I used to it, until that night – when I was writing, my mother quietly approached me, holding a fruit plate in my hand, and prepared to put a small piece of it into my mouth, but I only thought about the composition, and I didn’t open my mouth. Seeing me like this, my mother is busy whispering: “Ling Ling, this is a ‘big Mac’ oh! Very sweet!”
“Oh! I can’t think of it, let it go, let it go.” I was so upset.
“Eat! Very sweet.” Mom once again “persuaded me.” And I shook my head again… Finally, after my mother repeatedly persuaded me, I still managed to eat a few… Her face released a happy smile. Then, the voice left and left…
After a while, I approached the kitchen and wanted to pour a glass of water, faintly heard the sound of eating. Looking through the glass door, my mother is eating the flesh that I have left on the nucleus. My mother was scared by my suddenness, hurriedly packed up and threw the nuclear. At this time, my heart suddenly burst into a sour sorrow, I wish I could put all the cockroaches into my mother’s mouth, let her, also taste the taste of the new listing, sweet and silky, fragrant…
Although the mother’s two words are simple to write, if you really understand it and repay it, I am afraid that life is not enough! Suddenly, the word “gratefulness” flashed in my mind. In the class, I used to have a gorgeous rhetoric to modify my love for my mother and gratitude for life. Can we really agree in words and deeds in real life? As the saying goes: Drinking water source! Suddenly, I seem to have grown up a lot. Just at this time, the “Mother in the Candlelight” came from the ear, still familiar with the melody, but today, I shed tears…
Comment: Naturally carved, simple and honest. The small author can derive the understanding of “gratefulness” from the word “drinking water source”, which not only writes the mother’s true and vivid love to her, but also triggers gratitude to her mother from her casual appearance. In particular, “I am crying”, not only wrote the grateful heart of the small author, but also sublimated the theme of the article, which is actually derived from a good work of ordinary life.
