Pupils, I want to talk to you about my heart.

Pupils, I want to talk to you about my heart.

Teacher, I have a lot to say to you, and I also want to say to my classmates, and it is not good to say it directly to you, but I really want to say these words to you, and I want to say them to you now! Teacher, I want to say to you: "My grandparents love me so much that they are bent on cultivating me." But I feel really tired inside! I don't want this, Mr. Cheng. My study burden is too heavy. Besides, I feel lonely. I was alone at home, and I saw other children playing so freely and happily from my window. I really envy them. I hope I can become a bird, fly out of the window and soar freely under the blue sky! However, this is just a small dream in my heart! Every day, I still study alone at home, attend classes alone at school, go home after dinner at night, go out to practice, come back to do my homework, go out to learn English and Japanese on Saturday, and sometimes go out to play games ... I only have time at night, and I can rest after finishing my homework! How I wish I could play with other children and be happy with them, but I can't. Every time I watch my friends playing by the window, I cry alone. I really want to be as happy as others, and I can be so happy, happy to study, happy to play and happy to grow up! "

Teacher, please tell me, can my idea come true?

Pupils, I want to talk to you about my heart.

I have a lot to say to you, but I can't find the right opportunity to say it to my mother. Mom: When I don't know how to do my homework, you help me and support me so that I can think and answer questions by myself. When I failed in the exam, you patiently explained my mistake and told me to correct it; When I was sick, you carried me from the seventh floor to the hospital, anxious to find a doctor to see me; You are not afraid of getting hurt, but I am afraid of getting seriously ill. I thank you very much: my dear mother! Mom, I know you make me learn this and that every day for my own good, but every Saturday and Sunday, I feel a little dizzy. Because I know I need to learn more. I felt envious when I saw other children playing outside. I feel so bored. I hope you can give me some freedom. Mom, don't be angry when I say so. I know it's hard for you to take me alone. In order to make a living, my father works on the construction site. You have to go to work alone and take care of me. I never object to what you ask me to do, but I'm really tired. I know you put all your hopes on me. I will study hard and repay you with my grades. Mom, please give me some free time! Mom, finally, I want to say to you: thank you, dear mom!

Pupils, I want to talk to you about my heart.

Nowadays, children are busy studying, doing homework and coping with exams all day. How do you have time to communicate with your parents and understand their thoughts? As children, we should have heart-to-heart communication with our parents, so that parents can better understand our voices, and we should also know their thoughts. So, now we don't have time to talk to our parents. Even if we have time, our parents will let us study. I want to tell us the troubles of many students here:

When can we really reduce students' schoolwork burden and let children enjoy their short childhood happily? Everyone's childhood should be golden and happy, but we are not born after 80 s and 90 s. Watching the children outside the window have a good time, and thinking that more children are still studying hard, I have an unspeakable taste in my heart. This is what I told my parents-my troubles.

Communication is a bridge that can bridge the hearts of parents and children. As children, we should spend some time actively looking for parents, communicating, communicating and expressing our thoughts. I believe that as long as you communicate with your parents calmly, your parents will certainly understand you, because they also had a childhood.

Communication is very important. Let's talk to our parents. Because only in this way can we have a golden and happy childhood!

Pupils, I want to talk to you about my heart.

Everyone has his own ideas, and I am no exception. I really want to say what has been buried in my heart, so that everyone can taste it together. I live in a family of three. As an only child, I naturally get a lot of love from my parents, which may be countless. But I always thought I didn't get as much as I thought.

When I was shopping with my mother, I saw something I liked. You can imagine how I will get it. But the result is not to have it with a smile, but to pinch with my mother with a sad face. For this kind of thing that happens to everyone, parents in the world have only two solutions: one is to buy what children want, which is a doting type; The second is to buy useful ones, but not unnecessary ones. He is a realist. I have always accepted the latter. I once thought: If my mother loves me, she won't stop buying it for me! Now think again: if I have the former, then I will become a spoiled "big miss"; Fortunately, my parents gave me the latter, which made me a realist unwilling to bow in the face of difficulties and setbacks.

I don't know why I have this idea. It may come from the accumulation of feelings about the little things in life, or from the love my parents gave me when I was a child. I thought it was too little but it was enough.

Pupils, I want to talk to you about my heart.

Teacher Ma, I have a lot to say to you from the bottom of my heart. However, because I am timid, I have been afraid to tell you. I can tell you my heart when writing this composition. Teacher Ma, I remember that I didn't like talking very much when I first changed classes in grade three. When all the students were scrambling to raise their hands to speak, the teacher suddenly called me up to answer questions, and my face suddenly turned red. Teacher, you let me come to the podium again. I said slowly, "I won't." Teacher, you said "Never mind." Then you let me go back to my seat and let the other students answer. Later, you asked another question. I just raised my hand and put it down. Teacher Ma, when you see it, call me up to answer the question. I stood up and shouted the answer. You praised me and said, "Good answer." After listening to your words, my heart is warm. Thank you, Teacher Ma.

Teacher Ma, I met a problem that I don't understand in class. You taught me. Teacher Ma, you saw it when Mom and Dad didn't come to deliver the meal. Call mom and dad at once and ask them to deliver the meal. When you correct your homework and find that I haven't finished it, you will criticize me and then teach me how to write.

Teacher Ma, thank you for your understanding and concern. I will remember you all my life.

Pupils, I want to tell you something about my heart.

Mom, I want to tell you the truth, because I haven't told you the truth for two years. I want to tell you a lot. I didn't do well in CET-4 last semester, so I must work harder this semester. As long as the teacher doesn't assign too much homework, I have time to read books and listen to English tapes. I also like reading Yang's fairy tales and campus novels ... I also like playing. I hope my family can go back to their hometown to play with me, play by the reservoir, eat fruit in the orchard, mow the grass with my sister and feed the chickens, and stroll in the village on May Day. I like the night in the village. The village is very quiet, with faint smoke and small bright stars in the sky. At night, the village is quiet, but occasionally footsteps are heard. The stars in the sky are getting bigger and brighter, shining with dazzling silver light. There are so many stars that I always want to pick a basket. I feel smooth and cool at the stars. My sister and I often sit in front of the house and count the stars. When I was sleepy when counting, I went to sleep in the pit. Sleeping in the pit is really comfortable! Grandma gave me a soft quilt, which always smells of sunshine. How I long to return to my hometown! Because this is invisible and intangible in the city.

Mom, I love you. That's what I want to tell you.