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Dad, Mom is a very kind call, fatherly motherly love, a contains unlimited touching words. In this world, only the mothers love for her children is the most sincere, the most selfless. However, parents know love, parents know dedication, why cant we he a heart of Thanksgiving? Therefore, the topic of my speech today is the heart of thanksgiving.

Thanksgiving is a virtue, is a long history of cultural heritage. Its source is like the flowing streams of love. Memories of history, we were so touched by the story of a mother to son: ancient, can bee the big industry, at three moves, for future generations to lee told the story. In modern times, a well-known anti-Japanese general Ma Jingzhai s mother, she was arrested, the face of the Japanese threat, without fear, decided to allow her son to the war of resistance against Japan, then fast to death. Ma Jingzhai wrote the great mother, live on in spirit, son of bearing mother, continue to struggle.. This one case, a hymn to love, do not reflect a mother do great?

My mother is an ordinary, but, she is in a breezy morning ge me life; she is in transverse oblique rain on the road of life, ge me strength; she is, in my setbacks, ge me confidence; and she was, in my be big with pride when my humble church. From the bottom of my grateful to her for years, although lost her youth and beauty, but she in my mind forever is Cupid, aphrodite. Hard although took her beautiful singing voice, but her every word is in my heart Jin Yan rhyme, it is the mother of its own actions tell me one of the most mon sense: love is selflededication.

Remember the summer morning, it was raining hard, I said: my mother, the rain is so big, dont go to school, she said, holding the umbrella, said: so little rain, will scare you, quickly, e on! Said mother squat body, wait for me, I hesitate to say: Mom, dont get me, because I know that, moms leg was not good, but the day before yesterday just had a cold, my mother said with a smile: are you afraid of her mother to carry you? I laughed, resigned over mother strong back, rain hit the ground, they he numerous blisters, I hold up the umbrella, tightly over the mothers back, mother in the rain with a deep, shallow kick to move forward, she said: umbrella the next play, or wet your back. I cried, I cannot find the words to describe the feelings at the time, the very next day, mothers illness, but she said happily: you did not catch a cold!

I know, our happineis the smile on your face, our pain is your eyes deep sorrow. We can go far, far away, but never go out of your mind the square, what affects my soul, always inspire me is your sincere and selflelove, you are like the world all mothers love their children. I wish to be a cup of tea, you thirsty, let you drink, I would like to turn into a breeze, blowing your because of the work and sweat, but, I am not, I can only give you every end of herbal tea, give you fan. Can you five me?

Now I know: Thanksgiving, is the heart and the heart of the impact, which can burst out of the spark of love, I sincerely hope that all children he a thankful heart.