Thank you letter to the sub-district office

Writing a thank-you note is a way to express gratitude. Do you know how to write a thank-you letter to the street office? I'll show you a series of thank-you letters to the street office. I hope everyone will adopt it.

Thank you letter to the leaders of Shannan Sub-district Office: Hello!

We are residents of the Railway Commission 12 Group. In the early morning of September 29th, there was a deafening noise from my bathroom, which lasted until noon on October 4th, 65438/kloc-0, making it impossible for us to rest during the festival and sleep at night. Looking for reasons everywhere, I can't find the root cause. So we thought of the residents' home? Neighborhood Committee? . When Director Ge was on duty, after we reported the situation, Secretary Zhang and Director Ge immediately went home with us without saying anything, helped us find out the reason and called the relevant departments. I didn't even attend to lunch. Fortunately, the problem has been solved. We are very grateful to the two leaders for letting the residents live a normal life. You are our caring people, thinking about what residents think and worrying about their urgency, and you are good cadres of our residents. Thank you very much.

Residents of Shannan Railway Committee 13 Group

Cui shuntian

20XX year1October 9th

Shannan sub-district office

Year 65438+1October 65438+May

Thank you letter to the street office? Leading comrades of the Street Party Working Committee and the Office:

On the occasion of the Spring Festival in the Year of the Ox, our Secretary Li and Director Xie personally led other leading comrades to visit us lonely old people in the hospital, bringing us 400 kilograms of pork and 10 quilts, which enriched our holiday life. We will never forget the meticulous care of our leaders, and we are very grateful. Here, we sincerely wish all leading comrades a happy Spring Festival! Happy family! All the best!

? Letters from all the old people in nursing homes

65438+10/October 22nd

Thank you letter to the sub-district office 3. Dear community leaders and all staff.

Hello, guys.

10 year1October 25th is a day I will never forget. On this day, Jiangpu street police station, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters in the community and two kind-hearted college students gave my mother and me great help and care. Please allow me to put my hands together and bow to thank these good people whose names I still can't name.

I am a college student who just graduated. 1October 25th 10, which is Saturday. On this day, my mother came to see me from Yangzhou, and we climbed the old mountain that we had longed for for for a long time. If you don't give up the scenic spot tickets, you are ready to walk around the mountain to bask in the sun and breathe fresh air. This is because this aimless gameplay led to the following story.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, my mother and I walked to the unknown reservoir. Walking along the lake, there is no road at first sight. My mother reminded me to go back several times (I wish I had listened to my mother then). I stubbornly believe that there will always be a road in another village. We came to a challenging mountain in seven turns and eight bends. Based on the previous experience of climbing mountains, there will be another kind of beautiful scenery when climbing mountains, so I encouraged my mother to agree to climb mountains. This is the beginning of sadness and fear.

Although the mountain is steep, we only climbed less than half. When I grabbed a stone, it suddenly released and rolled down from my chest. I looked back and saw it wipe my mother's hand. Looking at it again, it is so high from the foot of the mountain that I can't go back along the original road. It's too dangerous. I'm not the only one at the moment. I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. My mother comforted me and could only continue to climb up and down. It took a lot of effort to stumble. When we reached the top of the mountain, we were speechless. It's all trees, grass and vines, and there's no road (it was later learned that this is one of the few undeveloped virgin forests). While the sun is still in the sky, bite your teeth and hurry down the mountain before dark. My mother and I picked up a tree stick together and used it to push away the vines and drive away the animals. Fortunately, I have never met a snake that worries me. I heard that there were wild animals on the mountain a long time ago, but they disappeared because of a big gun. Now there is a snake garden on the old mountain, but fortunately, I have not strayed into that mountain (I need to know about it online before going out to play in the future). I learned a lot about thorns when I climbed the mountain this time. Going home to take a shower at night, there are many red spots on my legs and hands, which look a bit like mosquito bites. Because I insisted on going ahead to clear the way, I nailed the thorn to my hand several times, pulled it out with my mouth, and then walked on. The so-called walking is to stop two steps forward to clean up the thorns, and then stop two steps, which should be the legendary difficulty. After a walk, I saw a linear white place at the foot of the mountain. My mother and I both thought it was that way, so we decided to go in that direction. There is a section of road where the dead trees are covered with thorns, and we can't get rid of them except drilling. It is better to squat forward than to bend over. I've been stuck with my travel bag several times, and it's hard to earn. And my mother's clothes are covered with thorns and withered branches and leaves. The most difficult thing to walk is the section with small bamboo, and the dense thorns reach people's thighs. I can't open it, I can't get in, I can't step in, I can't retreat, I can't get in, I can't stay. The sunset is weak. Helpless, he pressed down hard with the stick in his hand, and people walked over. When the stick was broken three times and once, the bamboo bounced off my mother, making my eyes moist and my teeth clenched my lips involuntarily. Mother just urged me to move on. When I was about to leave the small bamboo forest group, the bottom was empty because of the constant pressure. My foot slipped and slipped for three or four meters, and I stopped in the tree in front, and my waist was cut by a stone. There is another paragraph that impressed me deeply. The small section like an axe in front is not high, but people can't get down. So, we can only walk around. It's not too much to be hurt by this stumbling. More importantly, the sun will soon abandon us. Somehow, after I walked around with my mother, there was always something in my shoes, and sometimes thorns would stab the clods. I have to hold the tree with one hand, be a golden rooster, and pour things down with the other hand holding shoes.

At about six o'clock, my mother and I arrived at the foot of the mountain. I'm glad to find a path that someone walked on, but I'm depressed that the linear white place that I always thought was a road at the top of the mountain turned out to be a river. On one side of the path is a mountain that just came down, and on the other side is a flowing river. Since someone is passing by, you can definitely go out along the path. Whether to go left or right along the path below, I choose to go left according to the direction of going up the mountain. Although there are thorns on the road from time to time and there is a river one or two meters below, we suddenly move forward as fast as a car full of oil. I also encouraged my mother to say that I saw the road ahead, and after a short walk, we reached the end of the path, which was a lake, that is, the unknown reservoir. That's because we are so tired that our legs are shaking. Seeing a figure on the other side of the lake, my mother wanted to ask for help. I may be proud to say: this end is blocked, and that end will definitely not come out. ? Mom didn't want to, so I said, well, let's go that way for 20 minutes, and then come back for help when there is no way out. ? Probably afraid that people on the other side of the lake would run out, we almost trotted all the way. I don't know how long I ran, but the path gradually disappeared. Obviously, I still can't get out in the end. Helpless, I can only follow the path back to the lake. Sometimes I have to bend over to avoid the leaning trees, sometimes I have to detour to avoid thorns, and sometimes I have to cross the stones parked on the path. By the end of the lake, I was already sweating, my clothes were soaked, and more importantly, I couldn't see hope and lost the motivation to continue looking for a way out. ? Hello? To help us. ?

Finally, someone responded to us, and later it was known that it was two kind-hearted college students. I want to thank them first, because they will call someone for us first, maybe a local resident. I ran around the lake twice, and then helped us call the police and ran twice (we didn't call the police ourselves, because we didn't know exactly where it was, only that we were in the middle of the old mountain). These two enthusiastic college students will talk to us. The so-called dialogue is all shouting, and the other party should pay attention to it before they can barely hear it. Besides telling us about the rescue situation, they also comforted us that the flashlight was always on. I also turned on the flashlight on my mobile phone and kept shaking it. They also reminded us to save the electricity for rescue later. It's still quite cold at night in late October, and the wind is very strong by the lake. My sweat-soaked clothes are slowly drying. My mother and I are huddled against a tree, and my backpack is thrown aside at will. Seeing the fireworks in the distance, I think there must be a banquet there. I just want two cups of hot water. At the same time, we are deeply moved that it is already seven or eight o'clock and those two college students are as hungry as we are. We don't know when they left later, but we have been seeing many police cars flashing since around seven o'clock.

My mother and I chat with each other. ? I don't know when I can go out If I freeze all night, I'm sure to get sick. ? I need help when I call people to play, and I don't know how to be laughed at. ? Your dad knows, and he has to be scolded to death? Why hasn't the boat come yet? This path should be formed by fishermen coming by boat, so there should be boats around. The other side of the lake is steep, so it will be very troublesome to get off the boat. Actually, kayaking, bamboo rafts and even bathtubs will do? Maybe to be on the safe side, transfer the rescue boat from other places. ? In fact, it's so late, after work, the boat is definitely not easy to find. ? It's not easy for those police inspectors. It's so late, who doesn't want to go home and rest early? ?

Anyway, that flashing warning light is our reassurance. We just believe that it is only a matter of time before they will send us out. Will not abandon us like the sun. In the meantime, the police inspector asked about us from time to time. There is no moon in the sky, only a few stars. Even if there is a moon, there won't be much moonlight on this branch. I can't see people across the lake, but I see cars coming. Every time I arrive, there is a truck carrying a boat. Seeing me shivering with cold, my mother thought of putting my schoolbag on my back, which was much better.

Time passes slowly and quickly. Near the early morning, the opposite side shouted, let's stand still, and rescuers have already entered the mountain to rescue. I quickly turned on the flashlight that had been off for a long time on my mobile phone. A series of noisy noises became smaller and smaller from the other side of the lake along the river and almost disappeared. We waited for a while, and this series of noises appeared again and gradually became louder. I feel that in a short time, a dozen people came up to us with flashlights and asked if it was just the two of us, and then let us follow. I probably know that I am going out soon, and I am refreshed. This is a dozen. Only two or three of them wear this police uniform. Others are plain clothes, including the tour guides in your community. I thought there were only a few people on duty at the police station, and others were probably asleep and called out. Suddenly, I felt guilty. There are more than a dozen people in the middle to protect me and my mother. After listening to a few jokes, I experienced a Flying Tigers and the Red Army crossing the grass. When some of them were stabbed by thorns and reminded the people behind them, I realized that this road was quite difficult to walk, even though someone had walked it. I wear sneakers when climbing mountains. Some people who wear leather shoes are easy to get dirty and cut, and clods are easy to get into shoes. The guilt that has not come down in my heart has risen again. They also told us that Laoshan is actually very beautiful, and we can find a tour guide next time we come to play. This mountain road happens to be known by some people in Jiangpu Street community, so there is no need to find a boat (several rescue plans have been made, but fortunately some of you know, otherwise the rescue will be more difficult, and I don't know how long it will be frozen). While speaking, it was almost at the end of the trail, and the leader turned 45 degrees, and the team followed. I saw a new path not far from the road. This road is really hard to find even during the day. New paths are high and low, sometimes thorns are hard to walk, and there is actually a small bridge in the middle.

Looking around while talking, the path is getting bigger and bigger, and the left rear passage is paved with cement, so we came out. A large group of people were waiting on the cement road (it was only afterwards that more than 20 vehicles and dozens of people were dispatched), including the director of the police station, community leaders and cadres. I don't remember the name, please forgive me. I was filled with shock and guilt. My mother and I just keep saying thank you, thank you. However, it is this emotion that washes away the panic and fear when trapped. When people finally came out, I shook hands with the leaders in the celebration. It may have been frozen for a long time, and there is no heat. I just feel so warm when I hold hands. To be honest, I didn't think they were any leaders at that time, just like uncle Murakami, just like my neighbor's aunt. Now let me sum up, I will say heartless mountain, many lovers, I like Pukou and Nanjing.

Soon after, we were taken to Jiangpu Street Police Station. We held cups and drank boiled water that we had been thinking about for a long time. Then I simply asked some questions, reported my ID number and completed the record. What is even more touching is that the police inspector took us to eat noodles and then sent a car to take us back to our residence. Please allow me to bow with my hands folded again. Now all I can do is thank you, and thank you for giving me so much positive energy. I will spread this positive energy further with gratitude.

You may have rested, but you may have come as soon as you got the call. As a guide, you may get hurt if you go deep into the mountains, and there are leaders who have been waiting on the road. So enthusiastic and caring, moved by your boundless love, you explained what it means to serve the people with your actions.

I am here to convey

welcome

Chien Sun

10 year1October 26th