Thanksgiving heart poetry recitation

Grateful heart (reciting poems).

From the vast ancient famine to the bustling world today, we are just an insignificant drop in the giant river of time.

From the ancestors of mankind millions of years ago to the billions of people around the world today, we are only a tiny part of the endless life.

In the face of the vast current of time, we inevitably feel weak, but we still need to be grateful.

Because we are vividly present.

In the face of the vast expanse of space, we usually feel at a loss, but we still need to be grateful.

Because we are still strong.

We exist in the wonderfulness of life and the richness of the world.

The vastness of the world we exist in and the life of all things.

We have not been neglected, nor have we neglected ourselves.

So – when childhood goes through our youth.

We have to be grateful for those innocent years.

When friends walk through our lives.

We have to be grateful for that precious acquaintance.

When family goes through our lives.

We have to be grateful for that kind of flesh and blood.

When the teacher walks through our lives.

We have to be grateful for that sincere care.

Yes, when the wind and rain pass by us.

We are also grateful for the nourishment of wind and rain.

Bring about the growth of life, and the power of life.

The sun and the moon walk across our skies.

We are equally grateful for the light of the sun and the moon.

Bring the warmth of light, and the clear brightness.

So, what reason do we have not to be grateful for the love and tolerance of our relatives, friends, and teachers?

What reason do we have to ignore the warmth of this world?

What reason do we have to trample on this natural devotion?

We have no reason because they are also grateful.

They are grateful for the happiness and joy you bring.

Even love and pain.

They are grateful for the warmth and understanding you have passed on to people.

And help anytime, anywhere.

They are also grateful for the little trees you have planted for the earth.

and butterflies released into the wind.

These are the things that you often overlook.

The gratitude of others, the gratitude of the world, and the gratitude of nature.

Dear friends.

As we watch the sun rise over the horizon once more, let us be thankful for the peace of this world.

As you watch your parents snuggle up to the door and wait for you to come home, let's be grateful for their tenacity and tolerance.

If your friend still has your name in mind at this moment.

Let's be grateful for their trust and love.

If the division commander is still reading your text under the lamp at this moment.

Let's be grateful for their perseverance and selflessness.

If you still have clear eyes open tomorrow.

Then be grateful for the blue of the sky and the tranquility of the world.

If you're still running on the pitch today.

Then be grateful for the vastness of the earth and the vitality of youth.

If you have happiness in your hands at this moment.

It's all from others, so please be grateful for their generosity.

With your laughter and tears, and the sincerity in your eyes.

If there is still some happiness that is your own creation.

Then be grateful for your focus and peace.

With blessings and smiles, and a beautiful heart.

The fallen leaves hovered in the air, composing a song of gratitude, which was the gratitude of the tree to the earth that nourished it; The white clouds are floating in the blue sky, painting the touching pictures, that is the sense of the white clouds to the blue sky that feeds it, the fallen leaves hovering in the air, composing a song of gratitude, that is the gratitude of the tree to the earth that nourishes it; The white clouds are floating in the blue sky, painting touching pictures, which is the gratitude of the white clouds to the blue sky that feeds it. Because of gratitude, there will be this colorful society, and because of gratitude, there will be sincere friendship. Because of gratitude, we understand the true meaning of life.

Sometimes, my mother's hand gave me a ride.

Sometimes, my mother's heart gives me a ride.

In fact, it is the same whether to send it or not to send it.

I already knew.

Whether it's windy or rainy, or icy and snowy.

It's all on your mind.

The years have left me with one pair of shoes after another.

Wind and rain, take off one of my clothes after another.

Home, given me one signpost after another.

Mother, never tire of gazing at me.

Ancient and eternal love.

Sometimes, my mother's hand gave me a ride.

Sometimes, my mother's heart gives me a ride.

In fact, it is the same whether to send it or not to send it.

I already knew.

Whether it's windy or rainy, or icy and snowy.

It's all on your mind.

On the mountain road of the years, I write the footprints for you.

During the stormy journey, I remember your smile.

In the wind and rain of the years-

I will bless you with gratitude and piety.