感恩社会，感恩老师，感恩父母

Hello, everyone.

" Dad, Mom" is a very kind call, fatherly motherly love, a contains unlimited
touching words. In this world, only the mother's love for her children is the
most sincere, the most selfless. However, parents know love, parents know
dedication, why can't we have a heart of Thanksgiving? Therefore, the topic of
my speech today is "the heart of thanksgiving".

Thanksgiving is a virtue, is a long history of cultural heritage. Its source
is like the flowing streams of love. Memories of history, we were so touched by
the story of a mother to son: ancient, can become the big industry, at three
moves, for future generations to leave" told " the story. In modern times, a
well-known anti-Japanese general Ma Jingzhai 's mother, she was arrested, the
face of the Japanese threat, without fear, decided to allow her son to the war
of resistance against Japan, then fast to death. Ma Jingzhai wrote the" great
mother, live on in spirit, son of bearing mother, continue to struggle.". This
one case, a hymn to love, do not reflect a mother do great?

My mother is an ordinary, but, she is in a breezy morning gave me life; she
is in transverse oblique rain on the road of life, gave me strength; she is, in
my setbacks, gave me confidence; and she was, in my be big with pride when my
humble church. From the bottom of my grateful to her for years, although lost
her youth and beauty, but she in my mind forever is Cupid, aphrodite. Hard
although took her beautiful singing voice, but her every word is in my heart Jin
Yan rhyme, it is the mother of its own actions tell me one of the most common
sense: love is selfless dedication.

Remember the summer morning, it was raining hard, I said:" my mother, the
rain is so big, don't go to school, " she said, holding the umbrella, said:" so
little rain, will scare you, quickly, come on!" Said mother squat body, wait for
me, I hesitate to say:" Mom, don't get me," because I know that, mom's leg was
not good, but the day before yesterday just had a cold, my mother said with a
smile:" are you afraid of her mother to carry you?" I laughed, resigned over
mother strong back, rain hit the ground, they have numerous blisters, I hold up
the umbrella, tightly over the mother's back, mother in the rain with a deep,
shallow kick to move forward, she said:" umbrella the next play, or wet your
back." I cried, I cannot find the words to describe the feelings at the time,
the very next day, mother's illness, but she said happily:" you did not catch a
cold!"

I know, our happiness is the smile on your face, our pain is your eyes deep
sorrow. We can go far, far away, but never go out of your mind the square, what
affects my soul, always inspire me is your sincere and selfless love, you are
like the world all mothers love their children. I wish to be a cup of tea, you
thirsty, let you drink, I would like to turn into a breeze, blowing your because
of the work and sweat, but, I am not, I can only give you every end of herbal
tea, give you fan. Can you forgive me?

Now I know: Thanksgiving, is the heart and the heart of the impact, which can
burst out of the spark of love, I sincerely hope that all children have a
thankful heart.

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