Write my heart, grade two, 105.

I live in my parents' arms every day, in my teacher's classroom and in my classmates' games. I have a lot of unspeakable gratitude in my heart. Today, I will take this opportunity to talk about it.

Thank you, teacher. Years of help and teaching in my study have taught me a lot of knowledge and the truth of being a man. You are like a diligent gardener, cultivating seedlings that need nutrition and passing on your knowledge to us without reservation. Although you are sometimes very strict and demanding of us, I know that you are also good for us, helping us to lay a good foundation for learning and become a useful talent in society.

Mom, I love you. You gave me life and brought me into this world. You are my first teacher, and you are the one who has paid the most for my family. You are sick and refuse to talk, but you still insist on taking care of me at work. I sometimes play a little temper, and my mother can tolerate my little temper. In study, my mother is my classmate and my mentor. If I can't, we will study together. Even if I did something wrong, my mother can forgive me. No matter where I am, my mother always thinks of me and praises me. My mother loves me the most in the world.

Teacher and mother are my favorite people, teacher, you don't have to work so hard in the future. Mom, don't work too hard in the future and rest more. I will study hard, get rid of bad habits and small temper, and be a good student and boy who is excellent in all aspects! Emma Wang

Chapter II: My Heart [300 words]

Grandpa, you watched me grow from a baby to a pupil, but there are some things I want to say to you. I will take this article to tell you what I think.

Although I have grown into a big child, you still treat me like a child. Today is a holiday. My sisters and I have an appointment to play in the wheat field for half an hour and then come back.

But when you hear this, you don't hesitate to say, "no, no, half an hour is too long!" You are too young to run around. If something happens to you, your parents ask me, how can I tell them? "

I felt bad after listening to it. I always thought that I was not the child who knew nothing.

Another time, you went to the vegetable market to buy food for us. I got on your bike and want to go with you. But you let me down. I pouted and asked in dismay, "Grandpa, why did you kick me out?" Grandpa replied without saying a word, "You are too young to go to the fair. If you disappear, how can I tell your parents? " Still playing Yi Rui! "What else do I want to argue about? The more you listen, the worse it gets. I always thought: I won't get lost, and I'm not a baby of two or three years old. I can walk out by myself!

Grandpa, I have grown up. Please don't treat me like a child, okay?

Chapter III: My Heart [300 words]

Mom, there are some things I've wanted to tell you for a long time. Today, I will take this composition to tell you what I think.

Mom, you always treat me like a child, and you are not at ease when you go away. During the holiday, my friends and I went to play in E District. The day before I went to play in E District, I said to my mother, "Tomorrow afternoon at 3: 30, my friends and I will go to play in E District". On hearing this, my mother turned from sunny to cloudy and said, "No, you are too young to be accompanied by adults. Besides, it's too far to go to area E, and it's dangerous to cross the road several times. What if I am hit by a car? " I will never agree to your going! My eyes suddenly darkened. Mom said, "Go and contact your friends, you won't come.". I was a little anxious to say, "I can't contact them"! Mother shrugged and said, "I can't help it."

Two days later, my friend came to me and said, "Why didn't you come yesterday? I said, "My mother won't let me go". The friend said, "I don't believe it." "I have to let my mother prove it. My friend saw my mother as a witness and forgave me. A stone hanging in the air in my heart fell to the ground.

Mom, I've grown up and I'm not as naughty as before. Please don't treat me like a child.

Chapter IV: My Heart [300 words]

Mom, I've been trying to tell you something for a long time, but every time I come to you, I'm always afraid to say it. Today, I will use this article to tell you my opinion.

Mom, I know you care about me and love me, but I have grown up. I remember once, our class teacher asked each of our classmates to take two pots of plants back to do experiments. At noon, when I ran home happily to get potted plants, you said to me with an unhappy face, "don't take them." Let me help you. You don't have to bring anything. You are too tired. " I ran away in frustration. That night you asked me if I didn't trust you to help me before I left. I said, "Mom, when I grow up, I will do what I can, because I have grown up." Hearing this, you smiled with satisfaction. Thank you for giving me a chance to learn and grow.

In addition, I also want to tell you that I can not only handle my own affairs, but also be your little assistant. If I need to clean and do some housework at home, I should be allowed to do what I can, because I am also a member of the family and have the obligation to undertake the housework at home.

Chapter 5: My Heart [300 words]

Dear mom, I have a lot to say to you. Today, I expressed my thoughts with a pen and paper in my hand.

You have been taking care of me and loving me since you gave birth to me in October. Mom, you should take care of me and love me every day, and be busy with your work every day. I am very moved by your love for me.

After the Chinese exam last semester, I thought I could get more than 90 points. However, after the teacher handed out the paper, I saw that there were many wrong questions, one wrong and two wrong. This result is much worse than I expected. I actually got 84 points in the exam. My enthusiasm and confidence have been forgotten. What should I do? Tell mom that she will be "killed"; If I don't tell my mother, I will be a dishonest child. After thinking about it, I decided not to tell my mother. When I got home, my mother came over and asked me, "Did you get in?" I had butterflies in my stomach, but I remained calm and said to my mother, "I didn't finish the exam."

After my mother left, I wouldn't be in a hurry to find a place to hide paper. In the next few days, I was afraid that someone would touch that place.

Mom, I decided to tell you this. Can You Ever Forgive Me?

Chapter 6: My Heart [300 words]

Dad, there are some things I've wanted to tell you for a long time. Today, I borrowed an article to tell you from my heart.

Somehow, you are like a tiger in the zoo. You are fierce. As soon as I made a mistake, you started yelling at me. I know it's for my own good, but it's too fierce for me to accept.

I wish you could keep your voice down. If you talk so loudly, it will affect the rest of your neighbors.

Once, when you taught me math, your voice sounded like a soprano, and she kept chattering. You still have to hit me on the head. Very painful. You can't hear me if you hit me like this.

But sometimes I am moved by your behavior.

I remember once, your foot was very painful, and you came back limping soon after you went to the hospital for surgery. My home is far from the cram school. Usually you accompany me to cram school. I was embarrassed. If I tell my dad to take the subway, it will make your feet hurt more. While I was hesitating, you came up and said, "What are you still doing? I'm going to cram school tomorrow, so pack your schoolbag! " Although you reminded me loudly, I was still absently worried about my father's feet.

Dad, thank you for always caring about me, but I also hope you don't be so fierce. I love you, Dad.

Chapter 7: My Heart [300 words]

Deng Bai, there are some things I have long wanted to say to you. Today, I will use this article to tell you my heartfelt wishes.

Every Tuesday morning, I go back to the classroom early to be a The monitor on duty. As soon as the tables and chairs were set, you ran over and ran into them. When I saw them, I wanted to tell you not to mess up the tables and chairs, but you ran out, irresponsible at all. This let me rearrange the tables and chairs. I was a little angry when I went out and saw you in the opposite corridor. I shouted for you to come back, but you spoke ill of me and scolded me in the opposite direction. I'm sorry to hear that Just when I wanted to hit you, I remembered the teacher's words: convince people by reasoning, don't hit people casually. I stopped at once and called you back patiently, but you still didn't listen to me and called me the nickname on the other side, which made me unbearable. I immediately threw the teacher's teachings to the outside world. I got you back, but you went back on your word and messed up the tables and chairs I set. I dare not lay hands on you, so I have to rearrange them.

Deng Baiyi, I hope you can get rid of this bad habit of destroying the classroom environment and not respecting the work of your classmates. Every classmate has dignity, so please respect your classmates and stop giving them nicknames.