Introduction to poetry very thanksgiving, poetry of gratitude Introduction to poetry of gratitude

1, "Thanksgiving".

I am grateful to my parents for giving me life.

I am grateful to the teacher for pointing out my life journey.

Be grateful to your friends and extend your hand of love.

I am grateful to my relatives and have walked through spring, summer, autumn and winter together.

I am grateful to the people who tripped me up and taught me to be strong.

I am grateful to those who despise me and make me more calm.

I am grateful to those who slander me, so that I know how to be generous, and I am grateful to those who are hypocritical, so that I know what sincerity is.

Be grateful for all the encounters in life.

Colorful stories can constitute a colorful life.

Put the scales on the table, and you will know which is more important.

If you know how to make trade-offs, you are close to success.

2. "Always Be Grateful and Happiness Will Come".

Heaven and earth are gracious to us.

Give sunshine and rain.

The fertile soil is soft and grows all things.

Raising leaky lead has lived for us earthlings.

The sea has been kind to us.

Salt was provided and seafood was served.

Let the human table be abundant.

The sea is also Mother Man.

Plants are kind to us.

Produce oxygen for living beings.

Food, clothing, shelter and transportation are not sparingly gifted.

Make apes to man. Animals are kind to us.

Each link in the food chain is searched together.

Indispensable coexistence is indispensable.

Be kind to them. For the sake of humanity itself.

The world is wonderful.

Everything in the world has love.

There is no difference between big and small favors.

Always be thankful and blessings will come.

It was Wang Guozhen who wrote "Thanks".

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to harvest a spring breeze.

But you have given me a whole spring.

How I can thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to pick up a wave of spray.

But you gave me the whole ocean.

How I can thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to pick up a red leaf.

But you gave me the whole maple forest lead cherry blossoms.

How I can thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to kiss a snowflake.

But you gave me the silver world of Huaiqiao.

"Thanks".

Wang Guozhen. How I can thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to harvest a spring breeze.

But you gave me the whole spring.

How I can thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to pick up a wave of spray.

But you gave me the whole ocean.

How I can thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to pick up a red leaf.

But you gave me the whole maple grove.

How I can thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to kiss a snowflake.

But you gave me the silver world.

How I can thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to harvest a spring breeze.

But you gave me the whole spring.

How I can thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to pick up a wave of spray.

But you gave me the whole ocean.

How I can thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to pick up a red leaf.

But you gave me the whole maple grove.

How I can thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to kiss a snowflake.

But you gave me the silver world.

1.Vote for me with a peach, and repay it with a plum. - The Book of Poetry "Daya Suppression".

2.In October, the fetus is heavy, and the three lives are light. - Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety

3.The mother is called the child lying dry, and the mother is sleeping wet. - Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety

4.Thousands of loves, thousands of graces, love me, who know my parents? - Children's Language

5.Xi Mengmu, choose a neighbor. If you don't learn, you will be cut off. - The Three Character Classic

6.What is it like to have no father, and what is it necessary to be without a mother? —The Book of Songs

7.The virtue of the father, the inheritance of the son.

8.Life is remembered in the world, and the kindness of parents is like the depth of the sea.

9.The return date is not long, don't be grateful. ——Twenty-six rhymes for sending Li Xiaoshu".

10.In an instant, the wheel returned, and I was grateful for the providence of God. - Cherish the slave Jiao, Lou Qixiao Palace".

11.A loving mother loves her son, not for retribution. - Liu An.

12.The old mother is 100 years old and often misses her 80 sons. - Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety

13.Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs. —The Wanderer's Song

14.and Jun Shishi are brothers, and they are married to the cause of the next life.

15.The mother is hanging and Huitong is in charge, and Wusu is silent and silent.

16.The mother and the child have not been seen, and the child is uneasy. - Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety

17.Don't be happy if you have a child, don't sigh if you don't have a child. - Han Yu.

18.Mourn my parents, give birth to me, and work hard. —The Book of Songs

19.The white-headed old mother covered the door and cried, pulling up the sleeves of her shirt and leaving it behind. ——Han Yu 20The former mother is here, and the prodigal son does not feel cold. - Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety

21.One foot and three inches of baby, ten and eight years of work. - Song of Persuasion of Filial Piety

22.It is grateful, and the rusty short knife is full of clouds.

A poem that describes how grateful you are for being helped by others.

Is it a gluttony of food and clothing? Thank you for your heart! Reading the food in my mouth, the body is warm. - Bai Juyi.

Shang Ganjun still misses, and he is ashamed of his friends or pushes. - Bai Juyi.

Thanksgiving Jun took care of his kindness and came to Luoyang Mo together. - Bai Juyi.

The years of the north are deep, and I feel the nobility and righteousness. - Li Bai.

Feeling the gentleman's spirit is not regretted, one is the host and guest of the song. - Du Fu.

The hand is fed to the happy door, and the heart knows the courtesy and righteousness. - Liu Shang.

Ancient poems of gratitude to friends.

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. --Li Bai "Drinking Alone Under the Moon".

Apricot by the Wanshu River, a new night wind. The garden is full of dark and light colors, shining in the green waves for a night of wind: a night of spring breeze. Tang Wangya's "Spring Outing".

Parting with the king, the same is a eunuch. There is a confidant in the sea, and the end of the world is like a neighbor. (Wang Bo: "Send Du Shaofu to Shuzhou").

2 And he sent the king and grandson away, and the flowers were full of farewell. (Li Bai: "Sending Friends".)

3 The spring grass will be green next year, will the king and grandson return? (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to the Ancient Grass").

4 Weicheng is light and dusty in the morning, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west. (Wang Wei: "Sending Yuan Er Envoy Anxi").

Categories: Culture Art.

Problem description: There is a sentence in it: How to thank you, when I walked to you, I originally wanted to harvest a spring breeze, but you gave me the whole autumn.

Analysis: How can I make the shed thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to harvest a seed.

But you gave me the whole fall.

How I can thank you.

When I walk towards you, my pants slippery and exciting.

I wanted to pick up a wave of spray.

But you gave me the whole ocean.

Let me socks thank you for it.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to pick up a shoot.

But you gave me the whole spring.

How I can thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to kiss a snowflake.

But you have given me a world of plainness.

Thanksgiving Mom.

The mountains are not as high as the love of a mother;

The sea is not as deep as a mother's love;

Heaven, without the love of a mother is vast;

earth, without the love of a mother;

The sun is not warm without a mother's love.

Mom, you gave me life and taught me how to be a human being.

The passage of time can make ** full of wrinkles, but in my mind, you will always be the youngest and most beautiful mother.

No matter what the future holds, I will always love you.

The dew on the grass was round and bright, and it was the light given by the sun.

The days of May, half brilliant, half brilliant, that is where the spring breeze walks.

Our happiness is the smile on our mother's face;

Our pain is the deep sorrow in our mother's eyes.

We can go far, far away, but we can't always get out of the square of our mother's heart.

I don't want to mention your meticulous treatment of me, and I don't want to mention your hard work for me. Because it is always unknown, it can never be written, it can never be caught.

May you enjoy a little relaxation happily in this day that belongs to you, and make up for your hard work this year.