一天,我在办公室批改作业,一抬头看见一个穿着朴素的男孩怯生生地站在门口,迟迟不敢进门。我问:“你有事吗?”男孩欲言又止。他的手里还紧紧地攥着一个本子。“进来吧。”我说,“你是来交作文的?”他点点头,走了进来,把作文本恭恭敬敬地放到我的办公桌上,眼里充满了期待。“好吧,让我给你看看。”我估计他想参加市教委组织的校园征文大赛。我拿过他的作文本认真地看着,边看边帮他改正了文中的错字。这是一篇写感恩母 One day, when I changed my homework in the office, I looked up and saw a naive boy standing timidly in the doorway, daring to enter the door. I asked: “You something? ” The boy sobbed. His hand is still clutching a book tightly. “Come in. ” I said, “Did you come to write the essay?” He nodded and walked in, putting the copybook on my desk respectfully and looking full of hope. “Well, let me show you. ” I guess he wants to participate in the municipal essay competition organized by the Municipal Education Commission. I took his composition and looked at it carefully, helping me correct the typo in the text. This is a thank-you note written