Song of gratitude composition 500 words

"Grateful heart, thank you ..." Whenever this familiar melody rings in my ear, I will say, "Everyone has a grateful heart." I want to thank a lot of things, because they have taught me a lot of truth.

Grateful parents

Parents are the source of your life. Parents teach you the truth of being a man and doing things, and also teach you a lot of knowledge to enrich your life. When you encounter setbacks in your life and study, your parents will tell you some philosophical stories, when you make achievements in your life and study; They will say "OK, keep trying" to you. Only these words are the most precious wealth in your life.

Thank you, teacher.

If there were no teachers, you might not have achieved today; If there is no teacher, your childhood may be very sad. Teachers are your second-generation parents, and you will benefit for life if you listen to them. Teachers work hard for us, just like a red candle burning itself to illuminate others, but students are "illuminated" in this way. The teacher walked forward step by step like an ox, "a student with a back" ...

Grateful classmates

Classmates, as the name implies, should help each other since they are classmates. If you find a good classmate, he will accompany you through many difficulties when you encounter difficulties in your study, and he will comfort you when you encounter setbacks in your life. Classmates are like your family. They are always by your side and accompany you.

The fallen leaves hover in the air, composing a grateful movement, which is the gratitude of most people to the earth that nourishes it; Baiyun floats in the blue sky, drawing pictures of people, which is Baiyun's gratitude to the blue sky that raised it. Because of gratitude, there will be this colorful society; Because of gratitude, there will be sincere friendship. Because of gratitude, we can understand the true meaning of life. Gratitude is beautiful, as beautiful as flowers. Fragrant, flowers appreciate the caress of spring breeze; The crystal dew is the gratitude of the flowers in the rain; Colorful, flowers are grateful for the long-term cultivation of the sun.

Gratitude is happy, happy as a bird. When winter comes and summer goes, birds appreciate the beauty of life; Sweet singing is the infatuation that birds appreciate their partners; Struggling to soar is the bird that thanks to the blue sky.

Gratitude is lofty, as lofty as a mountain. The clear voice is wonderful, which is the company of the mountain in the grateful flowing water; Green and straight, it is the grateful decoration of the mountains to the pine and cypress; Elegant and gorgeous, it is Gaoshan people's grateful dedication to Xia Yun.

Grateful to mother

Who conceived in October and gave birth once; Who washes and cooks, be caring and attentive; Who is operating silently, expecting; Who is a white-haired and haggard beauty? No matter how rich and full the fruit of our life is, it will always be the branch of our mother and her waist.

Thank you, teacher.

Who is the three-foot platform, waiting for you all your life; Who is conscientious and tireless; Who spreads knowledge and inherits civilization; Who irrigates peaches and plums and releases hope; Wax torch silkworm, no matter how magnificent the peak of our life is, will always be the teacher's teaching and motto.

Thanksgiving friends

Who is generous and timely assistance; Who is doing their best, * * * share joys and sorrows; Who cares about each other and never gives up; Who is heart-to-heart talk, sincere companionship, high mountains and flowing water, no matter how colorful the stage of our life is, the curtain call will always be friends' applause and friends' crying.

Learning to be grateful is a course that each of us must learn. Grateful heart will always accompany you and me, grateful songs will always haunt my ears, and grateful thoughts will always be in my heart. In this way, our life will be more exciting.

When I came into contact with the word "gratitude" again, I thought I could define gratitude. When you treat everything you have with gratitude, you will find that gratitude is actually incredibly simple.

Time washes away our memories like water, but some people or things we meet persist inadvertently. It took me many years to understand that maybe that is the heart of gratitude.

When I was 8 years old, I was in the second grade of primary school. At that time, I was timid and a relatively silent child. I made a trip to physical education class that day. While running, I asked the teacher for leave and rushed into the toilet. The only regret is that there was no toilet paper at that time. Squatting in the corner of the toilet, embarrassed, with a hot face. Thought: it's over! This afternoon may be spent in the stench of the toilet. However, the final result is gratifying. Another elder sister standing in the corner of the toilet got up and walked up to me, gave me some toilet paper and left. At that moment, we were silent, only the warm current of gratitude flowed. At that time, when I was young, I foolishly took the toilet paper without saying "thank you". Years later, when I grew up, I realized that it was a kind of gratitude, even if it was spent in the toilet.

I couldn't help snickering when I remembered the situation afterwards. Because this kind of thing will undoubtedly become a joke of others. I really appreciate that sister, because she not only didn't laugh at me, but also solved my most helpless situation at that time. Maybe, someone will laugh at it. How can they call what happened in the toilet gratitude? ! However, I want you to understand that in the most ordinary or ridiculous things, the probability of that grateful heart will be great. Gratitude is not earth-shattering!

In my opinion, it is not only a few pieces of toilet paper, but also a lesson about gratitude. At this moment, I just want to say silently: "Thank you. Although I don't know you, I will always remember you. "

There is no complicated reason, only two words "gratitude"!

Now, I have grown up and have a grateful heart. No one knows.

Like every summer, this summer is also very hot. My friends and I went boating in the park, which was very crowded. A cry broke the harmony that should have been. It was a little girl crying helplessly. She mumbled "Mom", and everyone passing by seemed to avoid the plague, rushing by and turning a blind eye. My friend and I really want to help her, but it is very difficult to do good things these days, and we are afraid that doing good things will be wronged as doing bad things. My friend told me to mind my own business, but I felt sorry for the little girl and left it alone. I took her by the hand, and along the way, the little girl clutched my arm tightly, with tears streaming down her face and crying. Tears glistened on her long eyelashes and she sobbed from time to time. It turns out that the little girl's mother is not far from the little girl, but 40 meters away. There's just a corner where mother and daughter can't see each other. The little girl cried even louder when she saw her mother. The woman picked up the girl and bowed to me, and I bowed to her. We are all a little shy. I think: there are more silent stories than audio stories!