Writing with the theme of gratitude

In daily study, work and life, we often see the figure of composition, which can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (paper). How to write a good composition? The following is my composition on the topic of gratitude, hoping to help everyone.

Without the help of selfless self-sacrificing maternal love, the child's mind will be a desert.

This kind of love accompanied me to grow up and made me progress in my growth.

I was very thin when I first went to school, and I was often overwhelmed by heavy schoolbags on my shoulders. When my mother found out, she helped me carry that heavy schoolbag every time she picked me up from school. This situation lasted for several years, and my mother even made it her habit to carry my schoolbag. I float home like a bird after school every day, and my mother always follows me with a heavy bag on her back.

At one time, my mother's right arm was smashed and put in a plaster for some reason. So, I have to carry my schoolbag every day. But once I suddenly had a high fever and felt dizzy. Mother was so distressed that she grabbed the schoolbag. At that time, she had been in plaster for less than a month, and sweat was dripping on her forehead. "Mom, that's too heavy! I'll carry it! " "It's not heavy at all!" Mother answered with difficulty. "I just recited it. It's really heavy. " "It's not heavy at all, really."

When I grew up, I didn't need my mother to give me a backpack.

Once, it was raining heavily, and my mother came back from Xiamen by train. I met her at the station. Mother came out of the exit with her luggage in the rain. I immediately helped my mother hold up the umbrella, grabbed the luggage and walked towards home.

This scene reminds me of the scene when my mother carried my schoolbag when I was a child. Mother walked briskly with an umbrella, and my sweat was mixed with the rain.

My mother saw it and insisted on grabbing my luggage: "It's too heavy, I'll do it!" " "I pretended to be careless and replied," Not at all! " "Really, as I mentioned just now, it's heavy!" "It's not heavy at all, I can carry it, really!" I answered stubbornly.

I saw my mother's eyes moist. It's not rain, it's tears.

I finally understand that for a long time, my mother gave me schoolbags, not only those heavy books, but also heavy love.

It turned out that my mother was educating me how to care for others with love, and turned my once desert heart into a beautiful oasis.

Composition 2 on the topic of gratitude: "Grateful heart, thank you for accompanying me all my life. You gave me the courage to be myself." Yeah! It is the teacher who has taught us knowledge since we entered the school.

Teachers are hard-working gardeners. They work day and night for our motherland. The teacher has done so much for us. Shouldn't we repay them? Respecting teachers and attaching importance to teaching is the most important thing, and teachers have devoted a lot of time and energy to it. Teachers should carefully design each lesson plan, carefully teach each lesson and carefully correct each assignment. Teachers have a hard job. We should help teachers more and let them have more rest.

I remember once, you were hoarse and didn't take good care of yourself at home, but you came to school to teach us. Teacher, your love is as warm as sunshine, as warm as spring breeze, and as sweet as clear spring; Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your love is the greatest, the most selfless and the most sacred.

I can't help hearing your hoarse voice in class. My heart hurts like a needle. Your career is great, glorious and selfless. You should be proud of your love for your career! Teachers are our guides on the road to growth. Teachers teach us to do things, teach us to be human, and guide us to the road of life. When we encounter setbacks, the teacher helps us to hold up the sails of progress; When we are confused and confused, the teacher guides us in the maze; When we were proud of our achievements, the teacher's timely teaching woke us up.

"Come with a heart, not a blade of grass." This is the embodiment of teachers' tireless teaching and selfless dedication. This selfless and great love gives us warmth and strength, and urges every student to realize his own pursuit and reach the ideal teacher on the other side. I will always remember you!

I heard a song "Grateful Heart" before writing about gratitude. I didn't feel anything at that time, but recently, it's really important to remember to be grateful.

Without sunshine, there would be no warm days; Without rain and dew, there would be no bumper harvest; Without water, there is no life; Without parents, there would be no us. Without affection and friendship, the world would be lonely and dark. This is a very simple truth, no one will understand it, but we often lack a grateful thought and psychology.

"But how much love there is in an inch of grass, I got three rays of spring" "Who knows that every Chinese food is hard". The poems recited in these hours make us grateful. The grace of dripping water, spring comes to report; Bite the ring and make grass, and repay the favor. Don't these idioms that have been passed down to this day also make us grateful?

Parents gave us life, so we should know how to be grateful and repay them with practical actions. Teachers have given us knowledge, so we should know how to be grateful and repay them with achievements. The motherland has given us a peaceful and quiet paradise. We should know how to be grateful and how to give ourselves. Nature gives us hope, and we should know how to be grateful and return with love.

Although you don't say thank you for your kindness, you should not only keep it in mind, but also do it. You must express your heart to the person you want to thank, thinking that this is not only gratitude, but also a kind of spiritual communication and an expression of true feelings.

People who know how to be grateful are people with modesty and virtue; People who know how to be grateful are people who have awe; People who know how to be grateful have a profound understanding of life.

Learn to be grateful and know how to love; Learn to be grateful and learn to think; Learn to be grateful, and you will understand the world and life.

Have you learned?

Today, my father found an article on the Internet and recommended it to me. It is an article called "Grateful Heart". My father said to me, "Son, my father hopes that after reading this article, you will always have a grateful heart." I wonder, why did dad say that? What kind of stories are there in the article? So I quickly sat in front of the computer and read eagerly.

There was a little girl who was born aphasia and lived alone with her mother. Mom goes out to earn money every day and brings her a rice cake at night. A piece of rice cake is absolutely delicious in the eyes of a little girl. One day, it was raining heavily outside, and my mother came back very late. The little girl went out to find her mother. She saw her mother lying on the ground and thought she was asleep. But she later found out that her mother was dead. She shook her mother's hand hard, only to find that she still had a rice cake in her hand. This is the greatness of maternal love, and the little girl's mother still holds the rice cake in her hand until she dies. Because it is not just an ordinary rice cake, it contains a deep affection and a mother's love for her daughter.

There is also a paragraph in the article: "She knows that her mother will never wake up again. Why doesn't mom close her eyes? Is that because you don't trust yourself? She dried her tears and decided to tell her mother in her own language that she would live well and let her leave with peace of mind ... So the little girl sang her grateful heart in sign language again and again in the rain, and tears fell from her strong little face. " Just like the song "Grateful heart, thank you for being with me all my life, so that I have the courage to be myself …" If everyone has a grateful heart, the world will be better. Gratitude is essential for everyone's growth, and learning to be grateful is also a very important lesson in life class!

"But how much love an inch of grass has, and I got three spring rays." Yes, parents' kindness is as deep as the sea, and we can never repay it. However, we should always have a grateful heart, thank our parents for their kindness to us, always do our filial piety and try our best to make them live a happy life.

May everyone in the world have a grateful heart!

Composition 5: "The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for wayward children, and she sews them carefully and repairs them thoroughly ..." With the theme of gratitude, she praises the noblest maternal love in the world and writes about her meticulous care for us. Time flies. A faint wrinkle appeared on my mother's face. Looking at her mother's wrinkles and white hair, I can't help feeling a little bitter shame. Over the past few years, my mother can make all the efforts for me without complaint.

The night before Mother's Day, I thought: My mother usually pays so much money for me and goes out to buy me food and breakfast every day as soon as the sun rises. Tomorrow is Mother's Day. I'm going to buy breakfast for my mother so that she can sleep a little longer.

He kept his word. The next morning, I woke up from my dream, rubbed my eyes and put on my clothes quickly. Then I quietly spent five dollars from the piggy bank and left the door quietly. When I went to the snack street later, there was a long queue in front of every store. I went to a steamed bread shop and there was a long queue. Wow! The food here is very rich, not only bread, milk, cake, egg tea, juice and so on. , dazzling. It's my turn soon. After shopping around, I bought my mother's favorite dishes, as well as steamed bread and bean paste buns. You can eat them too dry and lack nutrition. I bought a glass of milk and carefully held it to take him home.

Walking into our community, I looked at my watch and stepped up development. On the thirteenth floor, I saw a mother outside the door, with a heavy face, and said in a reproachful tone, "Where have you been?" Holding my breakfast, I panted, "Mom, I'll buy you breakfast. I have grown up, you don't have to worry about me anymore. " You can eat all these soon! "Mom didn't take them to have breakfast, so it's easy to sit at the table and eat. When my mother was eating the breakfast I bought as usual, I smiled happily. My mother also needed to laugh with my students.

Mother, the greatest mother in the world, gave birth to us in October and nursed us with her sweet milk. Denton taught us. This Mother's Day is very meaningful to me, because I have learned to be grateful, and I will do things with a grateful heart in the future.

There is a yearning for composition 6 with the theme of gratitude, which is called dream; There is a kind of care, called meticulous; There is a nagging, which is a message of love; There is a kind of affection that we should cherish forever.

My grandfather, an ordinary farmer. But in old age, due to long-term overwork, I had an unfortunate stroke a few years ago.

I only met my grandfather two or three times, and he left a different impression on me.

The first time was when I was very young. I can't remember exactly. I only remember one photo. Grandpa smiled and hugged me with two big energetic hands. I also bit my finger with a smile. At that time, grandpa's eyes were bright and his face was filled with a kind smile, as if he had infinite energy.

But the second time I saw him, his eyes were empty, and from time to time he dropped two drops of saliva. The most distressing thing is that his legs cannot move normally because of poor blood flow.

Before returning to his hometown, grandpa helped the railing to go downstairs to water the flowers. I accidentally slipped, but fortunately my grandmother and menstruation found it in time. Menstruation asks: "at your age, your legs and feet are inconvenient." What flowers do you grow? " Grandpa said, "Xiaobao comes once in a blue moon, so we can get some flowers to look good at home ..." Hearing what Grandma said to me on the phone, my eyes suddenly got wet.

We went back to our hometown to see our grandparents, sat with our relatives and friends, and chatted and almost forgot the time. Suddenly I heard my grandmother shout, "Your grandfather is gone!" " We suddenly panicked, looked everywhere inside and outside the room, and finally heard menstruation shout: "Here it is!" " We rushed over at once, only to see grandpa holding a bag of grapes in one hand and a cane in the other, struggling to move one leg, reaching the door and almost falling down again. Before everyone could ask questions, Grandpa explained, "Don't worry, I'll buy some grapes for Bao Xiao. I remember she liked them. " My eyes are moist again.

Affection is heavy yearning, affection is lush potted plants, affection is a string of crystal clear grapes, affection is a kind of care that blood is thicker than water. The most important thing in the world is affection. It is family that makes the world full of love; It is family that makes life so happy!

Cherish the feelings you have!

If there are no classmates, I will feel lonely and the campus will become deserted. Without laughter, can such a campus be called a campus?

There are usually students' shouts, laughter and chasing cries on campus! As soon as the bell rang, everyone rushed into the classroom and read the sweet sound of reading together, which filled our campus with rich laughter.

But when there are no classmates in this school, the sound of reading in the classroom disappears, the sound of chasing on the playground and the laughter in the amusement equipment disappear without a trace, and there is no sound everywhere. Schools, classrooms and playgrounds are all empty, and there is no one to play with me, talk with me, study with me and share happiness with me. My childhood will lose too many colorful colors and * * *.

If there is no electricity, the world will become very dark at night. Without traffic lights, the traffic will become very chaotic and prone to traffic accidents. If there is no electricity, you can't play computers, online games and look up information, and life becomes very boring; If there is no electricity in hot summer, we can't blow the air conditioner, which will make us sweat and upset, which will make people upset and unhappy; If there is no electricity, you can't make phone calls or contact your relatives, friends and family. If you don't know their recent situation, it will make people feel uneasy. Therefore, electricity is indispensable. In life, it brings us a lot of convenience and happiness, and makes people feel happier. So we should cherish our blessings and everyone should save electricity.

"If not" let me know and reflect. I am so rich and happy. I will cherish everything I have. Qian Qian will never know the value of what I have until it is lost!

We know each other and come together because of literature. In our hearts, there is always a feeling of gratitude for literature.

We are grateful for literature, because literature brings us spiritual food for the growth of our souls. Under the nourishment of excellent literary works at home and abroad, our hearts can develop healthily towards truth, goodness and beauty day by day. We are grateful for literature, because on many occasions, literature will always be our closest friend. In lonely years, in cold nights, in frustrated moments, it always accompanies us closely, does not abandon, is not secular, and gives us comfort, warmth and hope.

We are grateful for literature. When we are engaged in literary creation, we will be pleasantly surprised to find what a beautiful situation we have entered. She makes us feel quiet, clear, away from the noise and detached. We built another world with words. In this world, we can pour out the backlog, we can express shocking opinions, we can add infinite wisdom and courage, and we can turn our dreams that we can't realize at ordinary times into reality. In this world, we have been up and down for 5,000 years, 80,000 miles vertically and horizontally, unrestrained and carefree. Because in this world, we are the real masters, and the real me is the master!

We are glad that there is such a hobby in our life, which makes our life more world than others. Walking between these two worlds, there are both emptiness, reality, truth and emptiness. The pleasure and sense of accomplishment we get from it are really beyond the experience of the human body. No matter whether the literature has moved out of the central area or not, and whether the literary works no longer have a sensational effect, we are still faithful, still infatuated, still loving her and loving her. We always have no regrets about our life choices.

Friends, I wish you all a happier and more colorful life with the company of the goddess of literature!

My head teacher is a beautiful young woman teacher. Her personality is gentle, short curly hair, bright eyes and long eyelashes make her eyes look more energetic. My teacher surnamed Guo is my head teacher and Chinese teacher.

I still remember when I first entered the classroom, I found a seat, looked around and was at a loss. After a while, I saw a kind elder sister come in. She smiled sweetly and said to us gently, "Students, my name is Guo. You can call me Miss Guo. From now on, we are a group. We should help each other, you know? " Yes, everyone said in unison, and the atmosphere was much more harmonious at once.

In Chinese class, Mr. Guo always brings some cards with new words written on them to read one by one, and also tells us some short stories about Chinese characters, so that students can remember them more clearly. I think Chinese class is a very enjoyable thing. It is no exaggeration to say that Chinese class is a story class.

Miss Guo is not only our Chinese teacher, but also our big friend. When we are disobedient and disorderly, Mr. Guo never gets angry, but comes to talk with his classmates after class, so the discipline in our class is the best under the patient discipline of Mr. Guo. No matter what problems students have in study or life, they all like to find Mr. Guo, who will patiently help them solve them. After class, Mr. Guo will also mingle with his classmates. Once in a free activity class, Mr. Guo happened to be free, so he came to play chicken catching with us and stood among a group of students shorter than Mr. Guo. Teacher Guo and his classmates are dancing, running and hiding on the playground, with innocent smiles on their faces. I think Miss Guo turned into a girl in an instant, and we like this big friend very much.

Miss Guo takes good care of our elders and sometimes plays with us like friends. Miss Guo is not only our teacher, but also our best friend. I like my big friend.

Composition on the topic of gratitude 10 Family ties are hidden in the subtleties of life. Although they are small, they are everywhere.

Pushing open the dusty door again, the dim moss still falls on the path and dozes off. Only the whisper of wind chimes, falling from a height, evokes memories everywhere. ...

Walking in the sleepy Qingshi Lane, I visited my grandmother who lived in my old house and experienced the affection hidden in the subtleties. Seeing us coming, grandma beamed and warmly greeted us for dinner: "Come, sit down, I made your favorite braised pork as a child, try it!" " The nuances in grandma's speech are full of affection.

I have doubts in my heart. When I look at it carefully, the words "brown and shriveled braised pork" and "oily and slick" are completely out of tune. Looking at grandma's expectant eyes, I carefully picked up a piece and put it in a bowl. As usual, I swallowed it in one gulp, only to find the overwhelming sour taste in my mouth hard to swallow. He looked back at his father and said, "It's delicious." Father's trembling voice suddenly sounded. Grandma laughs like a flower!

I am amazed that only one sentence, even a lie, can make people so happy.

Grandma is really old, the taste of cooking has changed, but the affection is still there. I don't know how to finish this meal. Grandma saw that we were leaving, so she chased us out and asked, do you like braised pork? Father smiled. Mom made it. Of course I like it. Grandma is still laughing: "I have a big pot here! A person can't finish eating, it's all packed, you take it and go back to eat! "

Hearing this, I seem to have taken expired medicine, my stomach is tumbling down and my head is dizzy. Speaking of which, my father took it politely. I left with my depressed father.

Affection, originally as simple as a sentence, originally lies in the subtleties of life. It's often just that we think too much, but we don't know it. Just one sentence can bring endless warmth. ...

I only remember that summer, I found the affection hidden in the subtleties. That year, the flowers bloomed ten miles and bloomed brilliantly.

The flowers under the wall are so fragrant and gorgeous because they are grateful for the warmth of the sun and the moisture of the rain and dew. -inscription

We should learn to be grateful. Thank parents, teachers and classmates for bringing us sunshine and rain.

Thanksgiving parents, give us life. Every night, when I study hard, it is my parents who quietly bring me a cup of hot tea; Whenever there are no stars and moons in the dark, it is my parents who quietly light a warm lamp for me when I come home from school; Whenever faced with setbacks, when I was lonely and helpless, it was my parents who quietly gave me confidence and courage to overcome difficulties. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

Thanksgiving teacher, guide us to be human. When we lose our way on the road of growth, the teacher is a bright light, guiding us to the other side of success! They sow the seeds of hope with simple words; They are erecting the pillars of the future with hard sweat. If the teacher is a clam, then we are the sand in the clam. The teacher slowly grinds him, soaks him, washes him with love ... Over time, we will become a bright pearl!

Grateful classmates, accompany us to grow up. When I am sad, I have classmates to accompany me; I have the comfort of my classmates when I fail; When you succeed, you have the blessing of your classmates. Students silently bless when meteors cross the night sky; When the road is difficult in rainy and snowy weather, my classmates are with me ... time is gone forever. Thank you for giving me unlimited strength and warm friendship to accompany me from darkness to light!

Bite the ring and make grass, and repay the favor. Thanking others may be just a trivial act. You should be grateful to a stranger for his umbrella in the rain. You should also thank him for his courtesy on the bus.

"Crows have the intention of feeding back, and sheep know the grace of kneeling on their chests", "Peach reciprocates plum". Everything in the world has a grateful heart. Let's learn to be grateful, look at the world with gratitude, fill the world with gratitude, fill life with gratitude, and cover every corner of society!

It's winter. Although we are in the south, the cold wind blowing across the street is chilling. I reached into my pocket and shook my arm tightly, with my hat tightly buckled on my head.

I walked out of the school gate, crossed the street full of dead leaves and got into a narrow alley. Just as I buried my head in the road, a smell came to my nose. I suddenly looked up and caught my eye: a middle-aged uncle with a moustache was kebabs, and the smell made my mouth water. The blazing flame and delicious barbecue pierced my heart like needles, but I had to speed up my steps and run home because I was faced with the dilemma of being ashamed of my money.

Fifteen minutes after I got home, my father pushed open the door with heavy steps, then yawned a lot and went straight to the room. I know my father works hard, but those strings seem to be branded in my mind, which makes me unforgettable.

With a nervous heart, I faltered and talked to my father, but my father told me weakly that he wanted to rest now. I can't help beating drums: forget it. But I couldn't resist the temptation, so I got up the courage to talk to my father again. Father said nothing, just sighed lightly, put on his coat and went out.

I don't know for what reason, I lie prone to the window and follow my eyes. I caught a glimpse of my father trembling slightly in the wind. His tired body is getting more and more wobbly now, but he hurried to speed up his steps. ...

I stood at the window, and a bitterness welled up in my heart. String burning had already lost its appeal to me. I just sit at home and feel more and more regretful. At this time, my father came back. He magically pulled out some hot kebabs from behind and smiled at me: "Eat!" " "I don't know what to say, tears are spinning in my eyes. I munched on kebabs and ate a deep father's love.

Family ties can make life better. Whenever the cold wind blows, I think of my father's figure, and a warm current overflows in my heart. At that moment, I understood the importance of family ties.

Life is like a string of candied haws, sweet and sour. "Sweet and sour" will leave a deep impression in your heart and will never be forgotten. It is the acid that makes you understand that life is not easy, and it is the sweetness that makes you realize the happiness of life. Every bit of life will make you cry all the time and sometimes laugh. ...

I remember catching a cold when I was a child because I didn't cover myself at night. I got up with a fever in the morning. My mother is in a hurry. Without saying anything, she immediately took me to the hospital without stopping. When I arrived at the hospital, my mother was already sweating, and the sweat soaked my mother's face, cheeks and back like a broken pearl. But my mother never stopped to have a rest. She hurried to ask the doctor about me, until she heard the doctor say that I was fine, and her mother's frowning brows slowly unfolded, and her face showed unspeakable joy. In the next few days, my mother asked the boss for leave to accompany me, comfort me, encourage me, and let me enjoy such a delicate maternal love in the world ... At night, my mother hugged me and sang me to sleep, and the soft moonlight shone on my mother's face through the window. I looked at my mother quietly, listened to her sweet singing and fell asleep in a trance. ...

Thanks to my mother's careful care, I recovered quickly and showed a lovely smile on my face. My mother gave me a little panda on this day and said to me meaningfully, "Daughter, I hope this little panda can bring you joy and happiness and accompany your son …" I was very excited to see this little panda. This little panda embodies my mother's selfless love for me and includes a mother's expectation for my child.

With the growth of age, my mother's white hair is more and more. I know all this is for me and my brother, for our family. My mother gave her life for us and wasted her youth. When I grow up, I will repay my parents' kindness with my whole life. Maybe I can never repay their kindness, but I will give them the greatest happiness with my life. ...

Life makes me understand the "rhythm" of life, and also makes me know how to be grateful. ...

Writing 14 on the theme of gratitude is a teacher's holiday-Teacher's Day. On the way to school, I thought hard: what gift should I give my teacher? After a thousand choices, I decided to buy a snowflake glass ball for my teacher.

Entering the classroom, the teacher has not come yet. The students are all very excited, and they are discussing gifts for their teachers: some students send notebooks, some students send greeting cards, and some students also send pens. I put my hand in my schoolbag and caressed the little snow glass ball. I hope the teacher will also like my gift! "The teacher is back!" I don't know who shouted. Seeing the teacher smiling and entering the classroom, the students immediately ran to the podium: "Teacher, you have worked hard!" " ""Happy class day, teacher! " "Teacher, this is my gift to you! I hope you smile often and stay young forever. "Of course, I also gave my gift:" Teacher, shake this snow glass ball when you are unhappy! "It will make you feel better." As I said, I shook the ball, and the snowflakes in it floated down. "Thank you, thank you classmates! Thank you for your gift. " I can see that the teacher is very happy. I think it is not only the gifts that make teachers happy, but also the students are very proud of us, because they have this grateful heart!

What is gratitude? It can be greeting cards, flowers and blessings ... My gift, although just an ordinary snowflake glass ball, expresses my incomparable gratitude to the teacher! I finally understand what gratitude is, on Teacher's Day!

Write 15 with gratitude as the theme. Everyone has a small seed hidden in his heart. This seed doesn't need sweet spring water to water it. All he needs is gratitude in our hearts.

Gratitude is not difficult, but its premise is gratitude.

What is gratitude? In the final analysis, it is just an emotion, but this emotion is complicated.

As children, we should thank our parents for raising us; As students, we should thank our teachers for teaching us; As friends, we should thank the sincere friendship between close friends ... We should always be grateful in life.

Come to think of it, I have too many people to thank, but most importantly, I am more grateful to my parents. Thank them for their hard work in raising me, for their hard work for me, and for always accompanying me.

When I was a child, I was weak and often fell ill. My parents often get up in the middle of the night to take care of me, feed me medicine and put me to sleep ... of course, I don't remember any of these. I just pieced it together in a few words when they were chatting. At that time, I just thought it was nothing, which was really embarrassing to say.

If I begin to thank them, it may be from the day when my brother first fell ill. On that day, I seemed to go back to the past, watching how they took care of me from the perspective of a bystander, as if the scene reappeared.

I haven't been them since I was taught to be a man, so I don't know how hard they worked, but now I can still remember them vividly. In fact, it's all my brother's credit. He should be the one I thank.

There are many people I want to thank, so I won't say them one by one.

I just feel that the lack of gratitude in life is as dull as sugar without sweetness.

There are many kinds of gratitude, depending on what you know and do. I believe everyone has a beautiful and brilliant flower now, which is called Thanksgiving Day.