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Junior high school students' composition: narrative reading guidance

I want to say "thank you"

Teacher, dear teacher, you like us so much and take care of us in every way. Under your careful care, we gradually learned to grow and mature. Now I am no longer a little girl who loves to cry. Thank you for your selfless care, patient enlightenment, and your cup of mellow "American ginseng", whose unique fragrance will accompany me through this rainy season.

Whenever I hear the word "thank you", my thoughts always take me to the past, to primary school and to my dear teacher Liang's world.

Time can dilute the memories of the past, but it can't resist the power of missing. With this "thank you", I deeply miss the teacher's painstaking education.

This is also a dark day. When we graduated, we were immersed in the pain of asking questions. The simple and monotonous learning atmosphere every day has replaced our lively and lovely smiling faces with sad and tired bitter faces. We are pessimistic and world-weary, and every day we are accompanied by sadness and fall into the whirlpool of depression. At that time, it was you, under the general care of your father, who carefully educated and enlightened little guys like us; It is you who have carefully prepared courseware for us in order to enliven the atmosphere, and even spared no effort to tell us "cold jokes". Although the joke is cold, it is really warm in our hearts.

The fragrance of that cup of American ginseng seems to have drifted to me from far away. Teacher, do you remember? At that time, you made it for me, and its fragrance is still deeply deposited in my heart, and it is quietly taking root and sprouting. At that time, I cried in front of you, because you kept comforting and enlightening me, just like a loving father coaxing a little girl who lost her toy; Gently stroke my hair like a child, help me clear the paralysis of crying for a long time, and give me a pack of your favorite "American ginseng". After receiving your warm cup, I seem to feel that this cold weather is no longer cold, as if the light of March is gently surrounding me. ...

Teacher, dear teacher, you like us so much and take care of us in every way. Under your careful care, we gradually learned to grow and mature. Now I am no longer a little girl who loves to cry. Thank you for your selfless care, patient enlightenment, and your cup of mellow "American ginseng", whose unique fragrance will accompany me through this rainy season.

Thank you, my dear teacher. My yearning for you is a never-ending road, and your education will take root and inspire me to go to the ideal road correctly!

I learned to walk again.

Walking is not difficult for everyone, but it is not easy to take every step of life.

Last August was the most unforgettable and longest period in my life.

During the summer vacation, my father took me to Beijing to climb the Great Wall. I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my foot. Later, my father took me back to the hotel to rest. In the evening, my father said to me, "It won't hurt to sleep." I believe that too. Who knows, when I woke up the next day, my feet hurt more. I said to my father, "Dad, I want to go home."

When I got home, my father told my mother everything about us climbing the Great Wall. My mother was very worried and decided to take me to the hospital for filming. When I got there, I felt very heavy, afraid that I would get sick. After filming, we sat outside and waited for half an hour. We are impatient. My father asked my mother to go in and see the diagnosis. I was shocked when my mother said that my husband's hip was dislocated by the doctor and I couldn't walk without treatment.

After learning this news, my parents and I went to almost all hospitals in Nantong, and all the doctors were helpless. We have lost confidence. Is there really no doctor who can cure my illness? Later, after many inquiries, I finally learned that the orthopedics department of Shanghai Xinhua Hospital is very famous at home and abroad, so my parents and I went to Shanghai.

On the day of the operation, I was afraid I couldn't walk without treatment. At the same time, I am also very happy, because if everything goes well, I will live better soon. On this day, my relatives and friends rushed to Shanghai from Nantong to see me, which further strengthened my confidence in cooperating with the doctor for an early recovery.

More than a month passed quickly, and I finally looked forward to the day of discharge. The nurse in the hospital kept me at the hospital gate. But this is only the first step. I have to rest for three months before I get out of bed.

The long recovery process is finally over. On the first day of getting up, with the help of my parents and the encouragement of my relatives and friends, I took the first step towards a better life. I almost fell when I came out. Finally, after a few falls, I was able to walk steadily. How difficult the first step is, and how much courage and courage it takes. I was really excited at that time, because I learned to walk again, and I will walk better.

Although my walking posture is not very good now, I will keep exercising for all those who care about me. In fact, which step is easy on the road of life? I will overcome all difficulties and go on bravely.