Essay on gratitude to parents for burning true feelings in a hurry

Dear Mom and Dad:

Hello! Thank you for giving birth to my little life, for giving so much effort to me, and for your hard work. Thank you for nurturing and nurturing me in the past eight years, which has made me deeply appreciate how to treat people with their lives.

Mom, whenever I hum the two songs "Only Mom is Good in the World" and "Lu Binghua", I will think of your love for me. During the Chinese New Year, the coat you bought for me made me warm to wear, and this is your love for me. You are also the most beautiful and best mom in my mind.

Dad, whenever I cross the street, you will lead me to cross the road with your warm and strong hands, which is also your love for me.

I remember one time, I got sick. Dad, you carried me to the hospital, Mom, you also walked behind Dad, the hospital was far from home, at this time, it was already late, there was no taxi, you had to carry me to the hospital. Looking at the way you are panting, I know that you are tired.

When I finally arrived at the hospital, the doctor said it was just a cold, and it was nothing serious. After listening to this, you finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. Then, you gave me the medicine, and you asked the doctor what to give me, and you paid for it, and then you carried me home.

When you got home, you did as the doctor said: Mom, you brought the medicine to me, blew it, and asked, "Is it still hot?"

I said, "It's not hot." "Then you fed me the medicine and drank it, and watched me lie down and sleep, and then you left.

When you were eating, you put the food in my bowl with all your might, for fear that I would not be able to eat it. Later, you did this every day, and my illness was cured.

In the future, I must study hard, make progress every day, be admitted to university, and be a useful person to society to repay you.

Your love is as warm as the sun and as vast as the sea.

Love your sons.

"Grateful heart, grateful to have you, accompany me all my life, let me have the courage to sit on my own. Grateful heart, thanks to fate, flowers bloom and fall, I will definitely cherish....”

Whenever I hear this heartfelt song, I can't help but think of my parents who raised me for ten years. In the past ten years, they have taken care of me meticulously, imparted me knowledge, taught me the principles of life, and raised me from a croaking baby to a well-behaved and sensible girl. The years are long, the waves are gone, only the love of my parents is still the same, the love of my parents is as deep as the sea, as heavy as Mount Tai, one by one, and the scenes often echo in my mind.

I am grateful to my parents for encouraging me, comforting me and giving me courage when I was frustrated, so that I could build up the confidence and courage to face difficulties. I remember a math test, I only scored 85 points, and I came home depressed, I couldn't do my homework well, and I didn't eat well. My mother saw my abnormality and sat beside me and kindly asked me why.

I told my mother the truth about the exam in 1510, and what I didn't expect was that my mother not only did not criticize me, but comforted me and said: "Good boy, a failure does not mean that you are not excellent, you have to analyze the reasons well, know that the mistake is **, this is progress." "After listening to my mother's words, my mood was much lighter.

Father's love is not as sweet as mother's love, father's love is as selfless and great as mother's love, thanks to Dad's stern obscure love, although sometimes I can't understand. I will never forget that time, the teacher assigned a homework to check the information, there was a lot of homework that day, it was already more than 9 o'clock in the evening, but I haven't finished my homework yet, I want to ask my father to help check the information, anyway, this homework is not important. But when I said it to my father, he didn't hear it.

At that time, I was very angry, thinking that my father was such a stingy person, and he would not help him with this little favor. As time went by, I gradually understood my father's intentions, and he wanted to tell me to do my own things.

Sweet kisses, cups of fragrant hot milk, encouraging eyes, encouraging words... The silent love of parents is also innumerable.