Composition: When you are loved by your parents, can you feel their hardship and think about doing something for them?

This silence is really hard to get. The city has been wrapped in the splendor, exquisiteness and magnificence of reinforced concrete, and the steel beetles in the streets and lanes gallop in the arms of steel like cockroaches that are good at breeding. Whenever I think of this, I will miss my grandmother's old house: far away from the noisy urban area, stubbornly retaining its original roughness, there is a crystal clear river in the backyard, you can see small crabs bared their teeth in the fine sand, and there is a big banyan tree with countless roots hanging down, which stirs up my childhood memories. At one time, I didn't know how to be sentimental and laugh heartily. Now that my grandfather has passed away, my sisters and brothers have gone to work, leaving only my grandmother and uncles and aunts in the old house, which seems to have lost the breath of my memory. I recall the smell of baked sweet potatoes, the surprise of meeting Su Liangshan Lily, and the melodious whisper of pigeons who come home on time every day, telling myself that I can be grateful if I have it. Those times with My Sweetie's smiling face are always precipitated in my heart. You can still enjoy this short silence, which means you can be grateful.

My sister studied piano next door and played a piano piece. Although it broke the silence, it also made people smile gently, smiling at the bouncing of these lovely notes and the liveliness of broken gold. Listen carefully, it's Holovitz's sonata. I remember someone saying that Lao Huo is the only person in the world who can really "play" the piano. Yes, a person who has been in exile in a foreign country for 70 years, how much bitterness, pain and resentment, can give him a chance to get rid of the shackles of Soviet dogmatic music education and turn it into such liberation and openness, such liveliness and lightness! With emotion, I guess he must have a heart that knows how to be grateful for life. Whether it is accidental luck or a lot of bitterness and pain, it can blend into the music between his fingers, which complements his unique European-style high nose, big nostrils and expressionless face. And Mozart, the hardships and helplessness of life made him crazy, but he never relaxed his persistent insistence on music. His music was so pure and innocent. With what? Maybe when they make music, all they can think of is the beauty of life, and all they can do is gratitude.

Not only Su Dongpo said, "Go home, there is no rain or shine." Yuan Zhen also said, "Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever." These open-mindedness and liberation should come from gratitude. Otherwise, history has given them so much injustice. Who deserves it?

Who is calling me? Oh, mom. So I fell asleep. It's getting dark My mother sent me a bowl of porridge cooked with shredded vegetable leaves and minced meat, which was warm. After eating, I broke out in a sweat, much better. From Tylenol to crack, the only constant medicine is convenient, that is, this bowl of porridge has been boiled into the mother's fiery heart. And this word "forbearance", is it that instant noodle milk powder in today's era can be compared with foam? My mother looked at me with a smile when I was eating porridge. The sunset glow dyed her face and back red. I feel very happy when I think that I fell asleep in the sun.

I think this is gratitude.

A moonlight song is Beethoven's brightest smile to repay his bumpy fate, a book "If Give Me Three Days of Light" is Helen Keller's most peaceful smile to repay her blindness, and a book "Historical Records" is Sima Qian's most touching smile to repay her unfair life. In this world, there will inevitably be failures and helplessness, which requires us to face setbacks with a grateful heart and all our love and hope for life.

The low cell gleamed with dim candlelight, and the small skylight connected the heavy darkness outside. Outside the cell, the cold rain poured down, and the rain was like an arrow. The earth had nowhere to escape but to lie quietly in the transparent pool of blood. In the cell, you are pacing alone, and your tears are like arrows. You're at a loss. You have to let cold tears drown your neck and your head and wait for the last moment of suffocation. The imperial edict on the table lies quietly, and the dazzling Chinese characters burn your eyes bit by bit. When generous death and miserable life become your choices, you are lost. Fate is so unfair to you, maybe you should obey his will and die with endless humiliation and grief. You still vaguely remember the rage of Emperor Wu in the imperial court that day, the ugly faces of all the officials around you that day, and all the sufferings and humiliation you suffered during this period. You hate blind eyes, traitors in power, hard life and unfair fate. You are no longer attached to this dark world, and you are no longer attached to this heartless world. You decided to end your life with death, which should not have happened.

However, my father's last wishes rang in my ears, and the unfinished historical records came to my mind. The text is full of writers who played Zhouyi after being arrested, writers who wrote Spring and Autumn Annals, and those who were blind but wrote Mandarin ... All your love and hope for life have been rekindled, and your gratitude for life has ignited endless courage. You resolutely decided to survive, look down on humiliation with a noble attitude and face setbacks with a meaningful life smile. The rest of your life is full of the ridicule of the world, the contempt of others, and countless incomprehensions, but these can't douse your love and hope for life, make you complain about the depression of life, and make you bravely face misfortune and deal with setbacks with an open mind. The last "Historical Records" makes you laugh at setbacks with the attitude of a winner, and the last "Historical Records" makes your light shine forever. Finally, a historical record lets you prove to the world that life is eternal.

That night, that low cell, that grateful heart and that attitude towards life made you a rising star in Ran Ran in the historical sky, a love-hate song in historical records, an attitude of smiling at setbacks for thousands of years, and an eternal miracle on this historical stage.

Deep in prosperity is gratitude.

Deep in prosperity-ripples can't help but appear in my heart, and my thoughts penetrate the past at a certain moment: after the roar of the years, it is the big waves that wash the sand and wash away the lead.

At midnight, neon flashes, during the day, the sea is boundless, but the bustling courtyard is deeply lonely. Loneliness is not loneliness. There is a kind of loneliness, that is, no one enjoys the charming moonlight on high places, and there is a kind of loneliness, that is, no one drinks "wonderful" and sings poems with them. Put on a prosperous coat and hide loneliness in your heart ... no, I clearly see something shining faintly, gradually bright and dazzling! -That's gratitude.

There is no need for a prosperous coat, it is just an ornament that can't be controlled by fate. Only gratitude is the true and pure emotion of human nature.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Three Kingdoms stood in the thatched cottage, and Mr. Zhuge devoted himself to it until he died. When the right and status are in front of him, Zhuge still regards it as a passing thing and assists him wholeheartedly. -Crossing this bustling and impetuous is the heart of gratitude.

People who can have fame and status may not have a grateful heart. Napoleon, who fought in the battlefield, finally won all the splendor, but said to his wife, "I have never been happy in my life." Without gratitude, when the illusion reflected by the bustling water drops is shattered, people are left with empty bodies and unhappy.

On the contrary, exhausted Helen Keller said, "I am very happy. I regard the light seen by others as my own sun, the sound heard by others as my own symphony, and the corner where others smile as my own happiness. " -despite the difficult situation, as long as you are grateful, you can get happiness.

I can't help thinking of Duras, a girl who 15 years old fell into hopeless love, hurt herself and made a living by drinking and writing. Her eyes are so beautiful, because beauty dies prematurely. Perhaps, it is a little less grateful.

Get on the train, leave this noisy city, and look at the opposite railroad tracks. There are also a series of faces that may never meet again, and they meet by chance. A cool head and a grateful heart-the train started slowly.

Some people appear and disappear on the train of your life, some people appear and stay for a long time, and then disappear ... life is like this. Instead of regretting helplessness and complaining, it is better to smile calmly and calmly with a grateful heart.

The train stopped at a small village. I like to watch the looming farm lights in the quiet night, which are far away and mysterious. Lying in the wheat field, the stars are in the sky overhead, and I, under the sky, chose a dream-I thought I was maturing, and I forgot my hometown and things related to my hometown intentionally or unintentionally, or I could remember but didn't want to remember ... My parents told me about the past ... In fact, I was busy, so why should I escape? Just, don't forget, the depth of prosperity is gratitude.

Prosperity blurs your eyes, but as long as you are grateful, you can cross the surface, enter the depths of prosperity and enter the home of your soul.

A grateful heart

Blowing your face is not cold, and early spring comes unexpectedly. Buds and leaves, with the lingering cold, rushed out of the ground, exploring their immature heads and looking up at the world hopefully. People always sigh, what kind of power makes these fragile creatures survive the cold wind and overcome the biting frost? I think this is probably the power of gratitude! These creatures are grateful to have life, and after countless hardships, they finally see hope in spring. This creature with no thinking ability is still like this. Should human beings hold the seeds of this hope forever?

A thousand years ago, Gou Jian, the king of Yue, was willing to be the pawn of the king of Wu, just to wash away his shame. Historically, because of his ambition. Actually, isn't that a sign of gratitude? ! He thanked the people for their love for him, and was not shaken by the sudden change of things, so he buried the dead, asked the injured, mourned and congratulated him, and tried his best to benefit the people; He was grateful for the constant company of loyal generals, so he cleaned the house, dressed beautifully, supported himself and devoted himself to being a talent only once; He thanked God for his gift and left himself a poor life, so he didn't eat unless he was planted, and he didn't wear clothes unless he was knitted by his wife. Sure enough, a few years later, the weather was good, the population was prosperous, and the people had food for three years. No one does not appreciate Betty Wong's kindness, and no one dares not to die for Betty Wong. It can be seen that because of gratitude, you love your people like children, because of gratitude, people regard you as their father, and because of gratitude, the whole country is United as one, laying a solid foundation for the final victory of the King of Yue over Wu.

In fact, throughout the long history, there are so many people who are grateful and finally see hope. It is because of their gratitude that they never give up and never give up in the face of difficulties and setbacks. It is precisely because of their gratitude that times have changed and things have changed, and they still can't erase the brilliance of their humanity. It is because of their gratitude that they will remain in the hearts of future generations forever and will be immortal after thousands of years.

These countless people in the past are telling us a truth: the sun and the moon change, and the sun and the moon cycle. A hundred years of life is fleeting. Hugh, there's still a long way to go, Xiu Yuan. Bumps, setbacks and hardships may make you physically and mentally exhausted. You can choose to linger, but you must not sink into it. The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the truth comes out. Nature is doomed to bring disaster to life, who can escape? The only thing is to face many difficulties with a grateful heart, and firmly believe that you can't see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain, and you can't become a river without accumulating small streams.

Embrace a grateful heart, fault is sometimes a charity; Embrace a grateful heart, failure is the mother of success; With a grateful heart, there is hope in the dark; With a grateful heart, life will bloom with brilliant flowers.

Have you ever found a grateful heart?

Thank yourself.

The German philosopher Kant once said: "We are rich, forged by others, and the fulcrum of a person's life lies in his or her meaningful gratitude."

It is undeniable that people's success depends more or less on external assistance, or material or spiritual ... Tang Taizong's suggestion led to "the rule of chastity"; Sirte and Marmond created Napoleon's invincible gallop on the battlefield. ...

Modesty is the traditional virtue of China people. We have been imprisoned by our parents and public opinion since childhood. We are cautious, always praise others and thank the public everywhere. However, is ignorance and constant gratitude to others the only process leading to the deepest meaning of life?

I think, no, self-gratitude is the fulcrum to get away from life and reach the commanding heights of life.

Columbus always wrote at the end of his daily diary: "Let's move on!" " "When he recalls the dangerous process of sailing, he will always say with excitement," I thank myself for my innate fearlessness, which drives me to openly meet the unknown fears. "

What we lack is a kind of consciousness called self-gratitude.

Self-gratitude is a good medicine in adversity, which can comfort people in the gap of frustration. Sarah Banghart, a famous French playwright with severe phlebitis, had to saw off a leg regarded as a soul. However, the physical pain and the destruction of consciousness did not bind her to suffering. She encouraged herself: Sarah, thank you, you are strong, you will not fail ... tear off the mask of despair, reintegrate into life, thank yourself and open another window of life for her. Sarah, pick up the long-lost stage and spin on one leg ... thank yourself, give yourself confidence and motivation in the gray area of life and rush to the color world.

Self-gratitude is the driving force of success, which makes people determined and clouds disperse. Deng Yiguang, the winner of Lu Xun Literature Prize, whose talent and fame spread far and wide did not make him go with the flow to pursue more interests. He said, "I thank myself, and I will always focus on my loneliness." Deng Yiguang, a writer, adheres to this writing spirit and devotes himself to endless creation. No matter how poor he is in his later years, he will burn in his world forever.

Thank God, thank the earth, thank you, thank him, but more importantly, don't forget to thank yourself. Thanking yourself is an attitude of embracing dance life. Thank yourself, when we lose confidence and are afraid to move forward, when we become famous and shine … This must be the moment when we are closest to the value of life.

Self-gratitude, continuous struggle, to achieve the deepest meaning of life. ...

The gratitude of the strong

When I see the word "gratitude", the first thing I think of is Thanksgiving in America. This is the gratitude of New England immigrants to God for giving them a bumper harvest. Now it has become the Mid-Autumn Festival in America. Looking after the house, China people also have the heart of gratitude, which has existed since ancient times. Monks feel the gratitude of the Buddha, officials and people feel the gratitude of the emperor, as well as both the Buddha and the emperor.

The above gratitude, especially the gratitude of China people, is the worship of the weak to the strong. People in China who are eager to be ruled by the whole world generally have the smell of "wanting to be slaves". Monks are slaves of God, right-handers are slaves of emperors, and sometimes they are also monks by the way.

But I always see the gratitude of the weak, but I can't see the "feedback" of the strong.

This is probably because China's concept of hierarchy is profound and has a long history. Those with high rank never bend down to do anything good for the inferior, but always become bullies. For example, if a monk doesn't want to be a slave to God, he seals himself as a spokesman for God, as if he is also a God. As everyone knows, without the incense and fasting of believers, their bald heads would not reflect the light of life, and they would "die". Every year, the emperor's old son goes to worship heaven, begging for the eternal protection and prosperity of the country. In fact, he was also a slave that day, but his slave owner was invisible and the emperor could not admit it. After returning to the palace, the emperor was very unwilling, and insisted on playing a prestige or giving hypocrisy, so the people met with "great anger" or the kindness of the emperor. I didn't know that the country was made of land and the land was cultivated by the people. If the people "stop farming" and cut trees for soldiers, they will exist in name only and be laughed at by the world-they are grateful.

The above example seems to be ancient Austria, and China has * * * and "get rid of feudal superstition", but * * * is good at propaganda, superstition is easy to get rid of, and the concept of hierarchy has not changed. The duty of the people (now mostly farmers as the carrier) is to obey except paying taxes, to be grateful except obedience, and to be nothing but gratitude. I spent more than ten years in prison. After I got out of prison, I made a banner and knelt down to give it to the public security bureau. This is really the gratitude of China people! Everyone in the Public Security Bureau is very proud. They don't know how to be afraid or grateful. They should be grateful to those farmers who don't know that they can take the Public Security Bureau to court and demand compensation.

Gratitude should actually be a two-way street, but smart China people "ignore it". So the officials enjoyed the "Grateful Brand" bathhouse, while the citizens were grateful, they also tried their best to climb the official position and take a bath by themselves. As a result, the warning that "water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it" has faded, and the delusion of "why not eat minced meat" still exists. If one day, the strong are no longer slaves of heaven and Buddha, but grateful to the grass people, then China's society can achieve real "harmony".

I hope we will never hear such a sentence in the teahouse again: I love my country, but does he love me?

Looking for gratitude

Gratitude welled up from my heart and I didn't know where I had gone. I started looking for it.

I came outside the hospital. The sky outside the hospital seems to be getting dark, and Feifei is struggling painfully in her hospital bed. Cancer finally took his life. I'll never hear his songs again, and he can't help poor children. But from beginning to end, I can't see the figure of the helped person, and I can't see the shadow of gratitude from beginning to end. Where are they? I was seriously ill by plane. Where did they go? Where is gratitude? Why did their gratitude disappear before the benefactor? Oh, I know where they are. A university teacher said that students knew that if they got help, they would lose face, so they didn't go to Cong Fei. I know, I know where he is, and he lives in the void. A college student who was helped said that flying to help him had ulterior motives, and he didn't know what he wanted from flying, so he didn't visit Fei. I know, I know where he is, and he lives with the mentality of a villain. The mother of a aided child said when she was seriously ill by plane, why not send money? I know, I know where she is, and she lives in her own world. I also know that I can't find gratitude here, I can't find it. Gratitude is lost in selfishness and suspicion.

The sage of China has always taught future generations that "a drop of water is rewarded with a spring". However, when caring people pay the kindness of "spring", it is difficult for grateful people to repay with "dripping grace". Caring people naturally don't lend a helping hand in return, but do people who accept favors really mean their gratitude and destroy it?

You can often see all kinds of characters on the stage crying and saying thank you. Are they really practicing gratitude? I think things are not so optimistic. There are always some people who do sensational things in the name of gratitude to win the sympathy or appreciation of the audience, and many people take this opportunity to win votes. Is that what you are looking for and can find? Is the "critical" moment always the scene of saying thank you in tears? There may always be sincere gratitude, but in the spotlight, on the stage, it is inevitable that people feel artificial and flashy.

It seems difficult to find gratitude, and this difficulty is a great irony. You can often see ungrateful events in newspapers. There are often "decorated" thanks on TV, and that kind of sincere and simple thanks seems powerless. When people start looking for gratitude, it shows that gratitude has faded and has begun to be forgotten. Nowadays, "Moving China" is in full swing. I think it is precisely because people are hard to be moved in their own lives and gradually lose the ability to find feelings in the ordinary, so they will be so persistent. It is precisely because of this that the media seized this opportunity. Maybe one day, there will be "gratitude to China" and "gratitude to China".

Gratitude jumped out of my heart, not knowing whether it was broken or whether we could really get it back.

Be an optimist and be grateful.

Small mind, big world; In other words, the heart is big and the world is small. With gratitude, you may be able to reach the distant place of the universe.

If the world is dark and gloomy, people are opaque. The direction of our unremitting efforts is to make ourselves transparent. Gratitude makes people tolerant and mature.

The famous British writer Dayton wrote a work called The Tree of Self-sacrifice. It's about a tree falling in love with a man. When a person is young, he wants to make money. The tree of sacrifice lets him pick the fruit himself. In middle age, he wanted to take risks. The tree of sacrifice asked him to cut off the trunk to build a ship. When he was old and tired, and there were not many trees left, he still said, "Friend, I have a good stump. Sit down and rest. " Self-denial tree has always been very happy. Even though it looks humble, it really expresses the happiness it enjoys and is grateful for it.

There are natural optimists and pessimists. Optimists often choose to be grateful. In their view, a grassland bathed in warm wind makes people feel grateful, the white and leisurely sheep on the grassland make people feel grateful, and the warm sun on the grassland makes people feel grateful. Therefore, optimists are more optimistic.

Hugo wrote an article entitled "We are all blind". He wrote at the end: "I am blind, too." I just talk and talk. I didn't realize you were deaf. " What a deep and depressed emotion this is, I seem to hear his deep sorrow and despair. It's hard for him to be grateful, but he makes himself more in pain.

Criticizing the world is to gather everyone's sorrow on themselves, while thanking the world is to gather everyone's meager fun and share it with everyone equally.

Polaris is the gratitude of the dark night sky; Mimosa is the gratitude of bitter grass; Bisell is the gratitude of the Sahara Desert.

With gratitude, we sing about life. When a person is crying, melancholy, sad and depressed, they all make the same mistake, that is, let others control his emotions. Gratitude is to have a jumping soul to control life in adversity.

We are grateful for youth, not years; What we are grateful for is wisdom, not peach face and soft lips; We are grateful for freedom, not fame and fortune. We are grateful, just like an old camel chewing hay on the eve of a trip. It is about to step into the desert, but it is still grateful.

Blackmail

This is a touching story of two great musicians-about love and gratitude.

At that time, he was unknown. Like all talents who have not been recognized by the world, he hit a wall everywhere and fell alone. Until one day, he opened the door to another genius and his own destiny. At Schumann's home, young Brahms met her Bole Schumann and Schumann's wife Clara.

Schumann, who was still famous in the music industry at that time, met Brahms for the first time and was deeply moved by the young man's arrogant playing ability and creative enthusiasm. He and his wife actively encouraged Brahms to create and take care of his life. With the help of his teacher, Brahms began to make his mark in the music industry. He has his own career and home. Brahms is full of gratitude for all this.

However, God is always cruel to genius. Just as Brahms' career reached its peak, Schumann went insane and was admitted to the hospital. At this time, Brahms assumed the burden of Schumann's family. He often travels back and forth to visit Schumann who is seriously ill, comfort Clara who is anxious, and take care of Schumann's children. In the most difficult time, he silently thanked the teacher with a grateful heart.

But when is gratitude easy? Faced with busyness and anxiety, Brahms had to face the gossip about him and Clara. Of course, Brahms won't hold the world's wild dreams about Clara, but if he has no feelings for Clara, he won't have to struggle all the way on the road of gratitude, and we won't see how the soul of a great musician is reborn in great pain and contradiction. He really fell in love with Clara, and he was attracted by Clara's nobility and gentleness. But Brahms knew that Clara was his friend and his teacher's wife, so he insisted on the moral line in the discussion of outsiders and the internal struggle.

In the days after Schumann's death, it was Brahms' encouragement and care that revived Clara, who had once been heartbroken. He cared about Clara and her children with the purest heart, and sent Clara a lot of money and flowers, except for one love letter after another-dozens of love letters he wrote painfully, which eventually turned to ashes in the fireplace and dissolved in his music. He finally found the reason for love, not love, but gratitude.

He also inherited Schumann's career and gave more musical geniuses the goodwill of meeting and knowing each other, just like a drop of water in an instant, projecting the sunshine shining on himself to more people in need. Maybe this is another reward for the kindness of the teacher.

Under the care of Brahms, Clara finished her old age, and Brahms also completed his process of gratitude. In the hardships along the way, it was gratitude that made him not possess and give up, and finally got out of his inner struggle and achieved an emotion beyond all love, friendship and affection. It was the purest and broadest love rooted in his heart.

Brahms wrote a famous piano quartet in C minor in his later years, which recorded his mental journey on the road of gratitude. When he gave the manuscript to a friend, he also gave an antique-an illustration at the end of Goethe's Young Werther. He said he was in the same pain as Victor.

However, Werther only had a pistol, and there was no way out. Love and music revived Brahms.

A grateful heart is enough to warm others and save yourself.

I closed my eyes, intoxicated by Schumann's sweet poetic music and thinking in Brahms' profound and meaningful piano music. What I feel is not only the broadness of music, but also the beauty of gratitude and the brilliance of human nature …

Pick up a grateful heart

Pick up a grateful heart

There is a sacred emotion called gratitude.

In the myth, in order to thank the woodcutter for saving his life, the white crane turned into his wife and sold colorful fabrics with his own feathers, which is gratitude; During the Warring States Period, Hou Ying, a hermit guarding the city gate, was known to Sun Wuji. When his son went to seize the army to save Zhao, he committed suicide and turned his back to thank his son's corporal, which was a gratitude; In the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, Wei Zhi, who gave advice directly to the auxiliary countries, passed away. Emperor Taizong was deeply indignant and sighed, "If it weren't for the Qing Dynasty, how could the Tang Dynasty prosper?" "I lost a lesson!" There is also the pursuit of fame and fortune, thanking Wei Zhi for his contribution to the country, which is also gratitude ...

A grateful heart is the noblest. Only when you are full of love and hope for life can you have a grateful heart, which brings love and hope to the world and good wishes to life. With a grateful heart, we will have a spiritual treasure hole and the care of the god of happiness.

I remember when I was crossing the street, there was a 5-or 6-year-old girl next to me, and her mother was teaching her how to say thank you. At this time, she naively asked: "The traffic police uncle directs everyone to cross the road every day. Why don't we say thanks to him? " In a word, there was silence around. Yes, why don't we always have a grateful heart for the things around us? Is it too common to take for granted, or are we too lazy to find excuses to avoid gratitude? Gratitude is by no means a shame, it is a manifestation of kindness, a noble representative, a caring greeting and a messenger of happiness. We are not grateful for the things around us, because we close our hearts in mediocrity, lose ourselves, are imprisoned in our inner prison, and cannot feel the beauty of the world. Think that the sky is the sky, the earth is the earth, and the ocean is endless water. So mediocre, so tasteless, so sad! Why not open your heart and see the world with your original pure eyes? A grateful heart, the sky, is the sky that brings us the dream of flying, and we pursue it because of it; Land is a place where we selflessly dedicate ourselves and let us thrive, and we can survive because of it; The ocean is the ocean that breeds all life. Our mother, because of it, knew the world and created it ... from thanking those things that are "taken for granted", we will find that nothing in the world is taken for granted, all out of noble manners and selfless dedication. Only in this way can we win the heart of gratitude.

Learning to be grateful is an important lesson in life; Thanksgiving education is the starting point of a grateful society. Gratitude in Korea is the most worth learning. Every morning, Korean parents want their children to thank the sun for shining on the earth and the farmers for their hard work. Let children thank the country, parents and elders on their birthdays; On Thanksgiving Day, they will wear traditional clothes to thank their relatives and neighbors for their help over the past year ... It is a catalyst to keep children grateful. Because of their advanced gratitude education, South Korea has become a state of etiquette in the world. By learning their gratitude education, we can create a more civilized grateful society.

With that grateful heart, we are noble and pure people. ...

With that grateful heart, the world is not only gorgeous. ...

With a grateful heart, paradise on earth is just around the corner. ...

Cultivate the seeds of gratitude by heart.